A woman who misunderstood his professional kindness, repeatedly overstepping boundaries despite several warnings.
In the U.S., when he was about to deal with her, she vanished.
But now, it seemed she had been secretly watching him and had followed him to Korea so persistently.
Simply put, this was stalking.
“Suit yourself. I have more than enough evidence to file charges against you too.”
Seo Hyun-woo and Cha Na-jeong were never close enough to even share a cup of tea.
However, no matter how much he built walls around himself and stayed on guard, Seo Hyun-woo became increasingly embedded in Cha Na-jeong’s heart.
A man showing not a hint of vulnerability.
It was perhaps this very aspect of him that incited in Na-jeong the thrill of pursuit and unraveling.
Thus, following him became her sole solace amidst her chaotic life in the U.S.
Eventually, she traced Hyun-woo’s whereabouts and entered Korea, a country where she had no family.
If only she hadn’t allowed such a woman into his house… She wouldn’t have caused car accidents like this.
“Why do you only see me that way…? Why do you always treat me like…?” Na-jeong’s voice cracked.
Hyun-woo, unable to bear listening to her any longer, pulled out his phone from his coat pocket.
[112]He keyed in the numbers and showed the phone screen to her before pressing the call button.
Passing her off to the security team seemed futile.
Na-jeong’s face, now soaked, was contorted and pitiful.
“Do you think I’ll just take this lying down?”
Amidst her ramblings, Hyun-woo spoke in detail to the police on the other end of the phone.
“Hey! Seo Hyun-woo!”
As Na-jeong screamed her last, Hyun-woo hung up the phone and left the room. The police would soon arrive.
Now it was up to the security team to prevent her escape.
Sori walked slowly to the treatment room on her own.
Luckily, the glass shards had not penetrated too deeply. It seemed she had cut herself while hastily picking them up.
Head Nurse Ae-sook, sensing something off, followed her in.
“Are you hurt? Let me see.”
“Head Nurse.”
Ae-sook sighed as she took out a disinfectant swab after examining the wound.
“Where did you get such injuries?”
“Well…”
They were decorative flowers bought from a vendor who roamed the ward. Feeling sorry for the grandmother being chased away, Sori had bought a few fake flowers and placed them in Cha Na-jeong’s room.
In hindsight, it was a needless meddling.
“Did you take them to that notorious patient?”
Sori couldn’t respond.
Ae-sook, who had helped her obtain the vase, understood and said, “It’s already famous among the nurses.”
“Already? That’s not good…”
“Don’t worry about that now. Just inform the higher-ups.”
However, Sori couldn’t bring herself to say that this incident should not reach the higher-ups, especially since Na-jeong had called Hyun-woo “Hyun-woo-ssi,” implying she knew him.
If the issue escalated, it could complicate things for Hyun-woo.
“The wound isn’t deep, thankfully. It will hurt, but bear with it.”
“Yes.”
Actually, Sori’s mind was still preoccupied with the incident.
The moment Seo Hyun-woo had enveloped her in his arms, taking the full brunt of the heavy vase.
His labored breath still felt close to her skin.
“Is Professor Seo okay? Could he have broken a bone?”
“By the way, Head Nurse, I won’t be able to return the vase. I’m sorry. I’ll buy you a nicer one next time.”
“It’s okay. It was a needless item for the hospital anyway.”
Ae-sook replied with a kind smile.
“There, all done now.”
“Thank you, Head Nurse.”
Wrapped excessively in bandages by Ae-sook, Sori now looked unmistakably like an injured person. Ae-sook tidied up and tactfully left the treatment room first, noticing Sori’s seemingly troubled state.
Sitting on the stool in the treatment room, Sori was lost in thought. Being held by him wasn’t new, but today, her heart ached as if struck by someone.
It was because of Hyun-woo, who had enveloped her in that dangerous moment.
Can an overwhelming touch of emotion manifest as physical pain?
Sori found it hard to gather her thoughts, her feelings becoming increasingly complex and indescribable.
Seo Hyun-woo was truly an enigmatic man.
He made her like him so much, always so calm. Sometimes frustrating, but never someone she could hate.
Actually… the real problem was she liked him too much.
Every word from him, even criticisms and scoldings, started to sound endearing.
And now, this strange woman had appeared in his life.
She clearly knew Hyun-woo.
What could it mean?
While she worried about Hyun-woo’s safety, she also couldn’t help but ponder the nature of his relationship with Cha Na-jeong.
Suddenly, she remembered Hyun-woo’s stern voice telling her to wait in the research room. She had never seen him so intimidating in the hospital before.
According to his instructions, she should go straight to the research room, but the thought of facing him was frightening.
With her emotions in turmoil, she feared she wouldn’t be able to control her expression in front of him.
Going to the medical ward was also daunting, as everyone she encountered would likely probe her with questions.
Staying put and wasting time wasn’t an option either.
Her gaze aimlessly wandered over the table, her mind filled with thoughts of Seo Hyun-woo.
Where should she go? Should she just hide here? While she was conflicted, she received a text message.
[Come to the research room immediately]
It was a cold text from Hyun-woo, seemingly radiating his anger.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
