Sori’s face slightly flushed as she unexpectedly launched into a lengthy explanation.
Technically, they were supposed to perform the ritual of a kiss, but the atmosphere today was certainly not conducive for that.
It was simply her way of asserting that she wouldn’t be cowed and would speak her mind.
But…
“Not yet. So think carefully before you speak.”
Hyun Woo was not in the mood to let things slide today, having already been lenient enough at the hospital.
“Dragging unresolved issues from the hospital to here is clearly your fault.”
“…….”
Frustrated by his relentless truth-talking, Sori began glaring at him unintentionally.
Receiving her intense gaze, he spoke in an impassive tone.
“If you have nothing to say, call me when you think of something.”
Suddenly, he turned his back on her.
As he headed towards the bedroom, Sori blurted out the words she’d been holding back.
“Take it off!”
“……!?”
His steps halted abruptly. Half-turned, he looked at her with a questioning gaze, as if asking what she just said.
“I asked you to take off your shirt. Show me where the vase hit you, and then I’ll tell you everything.”
She wasn’t sure what she would end up saying, but she wanted to see for herself if he was really okay.
Sori sat on the sofa, waiting for him. On the coffee table, she had laid out a first aid kit and a glass of water to moisten her dry throat.
Waiting for him to come out of the shower, her heart raced unusually. He must be fine. He was so calm, after all.
Trying to put her needless worries aside, she found it odd that it was taking him so long. It seemed like he had already come out of the bathroom.
Losing patience, she suddenly stood up and quietly walked toward his bedroom. From the end of the living room, she saw his bedroom door ajar.
Peering cautiously inside, she saw him in charcoal-colored slacks and slippers. Her gaze slowly traveled up from his long legs. Around his waist, there was bare skin. Following the line of his spine, her gaze drifted upward.
“Oh no…!”
She burst into his room, blurting out almost like a scream.
Standing next to the bed, he was searching through the dresser for home wear, his brows furrowed at the sudden intrusion.
Sori was gently touching his back, feeling around different spots.
“How can you be okay? There’s a bruise the size of a palm here. Right here on your shoulder blade, here, here. Doesn’t it hurt? Oh no. What should we do?”
Startled by Sori’s almost-tearful voice, Hyun Woo turned around abruptly.
Suddenly, Sori found herself face-to-face with his bare upper body.
Realizing where she was and why he was half-dressed, her eyes, brimming with tears, scanned his body.
“Your chest, no, your shoulder blade…”
“You’re crying?”
“No… not really?”
“Then why do you keep staring?”
“Yes. No? I mean, no?”
Contrary to her response, her eyes were watery, fixated on his bare chest. Having only imagined his well-built chest in previous hugs, she was mesmerized by the solid reality in front of her.
His face was as expressionless as a cold sculpture, but Sori couldn’t look away from his chiseled chest and distinct abs.
His brow was deeply furrowed, and her face flushed like it had been painted.
But at that moment, Sori was more worried than embarrassed.
“Do you realize how your back looks, Professor? Doesn’t it hurt, really? Please turn around again. Oh…”
“Yoo Sori…”
Guided by her insistent hands, Hyun Woo turned back around, exhaling a long breath through his lips, the heat from his shower still lingering on his skin.
“Is this why you asked me to undress?”
“Did I do something wrong?”
“Your hands. You’re touching me too much.”
“I was checking for injuries. Are your bones okay?”
He had taken a sky-blue home shirt from the dresser. As he was about to put it on, Sori stopped him.
“You’ll have to take it off again, anyway.”
“……?!”
“Are you embarrassed?”
He clutched the shirt in his hand with a whoosh, turning back to face Sori.
His flawless body once again dominated her field of vision.
This time, her gaze fell a bit lower.
Can a man’s navel be this attractive?
Lost in such thoughts, her skin reflexively reddened.
Embarrassed, Sori inadvertently swallowed hard.
“It’s not me who’s embarrassed.”
Hyun Woo, expressionless, started to walk her out of the room.
Pushed back, Sori retreated.
“Isn’t it you?”
She couldn’t argue back.
In the kitchen filled with awkward silence, they sat opposite each other at the dining table, each with a cup of warm herbal tea.
After Sori stubbornly applied ointment to Hyun Woo’s back, the atmosphere between them had softened compared to when she first entered the house.
His eyes were still stern, but he didn’t prod her for answers.
Sori struggled to decide what to say first.
She suddenly looked up from her tea, meeting his indifferent gaze.
His eyes seemed to see right through her, making it hard for her to speak.
Sensing her discomfort, he said, “Speak freely. Have some tea first.”
“Okay.”
Following his suggestion, she took a few sips of tea and then spoke up.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about the patient, Cha Na Jung.”
“I’m not looking for an apology from you.”
For Hyun Woo, this was a moment to ease her mind, probably because she was misunderstanding something.
“I didn’t want to talk about it.”
“Why?”
“At first, I thought she wanted you as her attending physician. But after meeting her, it wasn’t that. She seemed more emotionally hurt than physically.”
Listening while sipping his tea, Hyun Woo put down his cup and looked at her sharply.
“You’re a neurosurgeon, not a psychiatrist.”
“You told me to be comfortable, and now you’re acting like a professor again…”
“Ah, right. Sorry.”
He raised a hand awkwardly, apologizing in a manner that didn’t quite suit him.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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