Although he felt sorry for letting her sleep like this, knowing she would find out by Monday anyway, he hoped she would spend the weekend comfortably without knowing in advance.
There was no change even if he knew in advance.
“Fortunately. But where are we going?”
“Home.”
Sarang closed her eyes again, seemingly falling asleep.
When her head sank deeper onto Dohan’s shoulder, he muttered quietly.
“Our home.”
Although he felt sorry for letting her sleep like this, knowing she would find out by Monday anyway, he hoped she would spend the weekend comfortably without knowing in advance.
The thought that he might trust me too much made him furrow his brow slightly.
Recalling the promise he made alone in the taxi a while ago, he sighed deeply.
Nevertheless, feeling that she needed to change her clothes, Dohan unbuttoned the blouse Sarang was wearing.
His touch seemed ticklish, and as she moved, she suddenly opened her eyes.
When Sarang and Dohan’s eyes met, he was surprised.
It was a situation that could be misunderstood because his hand lingered on the third button of the blouse.
Dohan tried to explain, but she suddenly sat up.
“Why am I here…?”
Sarang blinked her eyes, looking around, and then sent a puzzled look to Dohan in front of her.
“Oh, that…”
He hesitated about what excuse to make. However, lowering her head, Sarang checked the slightly unbuttoned clothes.
Without realizing it, Dohan swallowed a dry gulp.
“Change into comfortable clothes…”
He was about to say that, but Sarang covered his mouth and dashed straight to the bathroom.
Since she drank so much alcohol, her stomach couldn’t be okay.
Concerned, Dohan hastily followed her.
In his confusion, he knocked on the bathroom door.
“Open the door, Sarang. It’s me, Dohan.”
Despite knocking for a long time, there was no answer, and the door softly opened.
When he fully opened it, he saw Sarang sitting on the toilet, holding the toothbrush in her mouth, tears clinging to her wide-open eyes.
Apparently, she had vomited everything out, as her fingers were weakly holding the toothbrush without any strength to brush.
Finding her face cute, Dohan couldn’t help but chuckle and knelt down in front of her.
He raised his hand to grab the toothbrush, and Sarang opened her mouth.
While he carefully brushed her teeth, her eyes only rolling around made her look like a child.
“All done.”
Sarang nodded, got up, and rinsed her mouth with water.
She wanted to wash her face too, but it was too much trouble, so she gave up. When Sarang came out of the bathroom, Dohan picked her up.
In an instant, Sarang, who was levitating in mid-air, was surprised, hugged his neck, and said, “Put me down…! I can walk.”
“I locked the door.”
When Dohan put her down on the bed, Sarang avoided his gaze.
“Why did you bring me here instead of taking me home?”
“Don’t you want to be with me?”
“I don’t want to see that kind of sight… Why did you bring me here?”
“If you didn’t open the door…”
“At least you locked it.”
“You asked me to carry you, complained about not patting your back if you vomited, and asked me to pat your back if you did.”
While she lowered her head in embarrassment, Dohan brought clothes to change into.
When he reached for the blouse buttons that hadn’t been fully unbuttoned earlier, Sarang was startled and covered her chest with both hands.
“I, I’ll do it.”
Seeing that she was definitely aware of the embarrassment, Dohan, nevertheless, lowered her hands and unbuttoned the blouse.
“Since you asked.”
“I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“You took away the chance for me to pat your back.”
“There’s no forced situation like that.”
“When we were dating, you said you wanted to try everything. And then, you said we would get married.”
Dohan unbuttoned the last button and pulled down the blouse.
When her bright and white shoulders were revealed, he paused for a moment.
Without putting on the T-shirt he brought, he touched her soft skin and had impure thoughts of wanting to sleep.
“Our marriage got delayed because you didn’t open the door for me. So, it’s your fault.”
Sarang wanted to say it was ridiculous, but his intense gaze made her unable to meet his eyes.
In a hurry to put on clothes, she reached out, but he didn’t easily give in.
“The punishment isn’t over yet.”
“What?”
Thinking that enduring his gaze with only a slip might be the punishment, Sarang frowned, and he kissed her lips.
Surprised, she quickly pushed him away.
“I just… a moment ago…”
“It’s okay.”
Although she had brushed her teeth, it still bothered her after vomiting. However, as if it didn’t matter, he kissed her lips again.
“I stopped earlier.”
Leaving the restaurant, they were talking about the kiss they secretly shared in the dimly lit third floor.
A kiss shared secretly and anxiously, fearing someone might find out.
The memory lingered, so Sarang’s heart pounded like it did back then.
Dohan parted his lips and delved deeper.
When there was a brief pause, a whisper-like voice from Sarang flowed into his ears.
“I love you.”
For a moment, Dohan stopped moving.
Time seemed to stand still, and he couldn’t move.
His heart, which had dropped chillingly for a moment, suddenly raced.
He slowly raised his head to face her.
“Now, what did you…”
Did he mishear?
Perhaps he arbitrarily imagined what he desperately wanted to hear.
Holding onto the bed, Dohan’s chest hadn’t calmed down to the point where his two arms that were gripping shook a little.
Once again, he urged her to say it, looking into her clear eyes. Sarang didn’t avoid his gaze.
“I love you.”
He didn’t mishear.
Her words that flowed from her lips were clear.
She said she loved him.
Dohan, who had confirmed it with his eyes and ears, felt something warm surge and rise in his chest.
In an instant, his eyes became warm.
Thick tears fell uncontrollably over her face.
Seeing him cry, Sarang, who had never seen him cry before, couldn’t help but be astonished.
Not only had she never seen him cry, but she had never dared to imagine Dohan shedding tears.
Flustered and not knowing what to do when her boyfriend cried in front of her, she was at a loss.
When Sarang didn’t know what to do, he hugged her.
“I didn’t think you would hear it.”
Sarang felt a pain in her chest from Dohan’s moist voice.
It seemed she was worried because the confession was too late.
Thinking about the heartache he must have gone through during that time, she also had teary eyes.
“I thought you didn’t love me.”
“I’m sorry. I’m saying it now…”
“No, I’m sorry. I… truly sorry.”
Dohan lifted his tear-stained face and looked at Sarang.
Her eyes were also glistening with tears.
“I love you.”
Words filling the heart.
One that, when taken out, would return to me, always lingering in my aching chest.
Finally, in the place that had been filled only with his voice, hers had entered.
Now, the countless ‘I love you’s in my heart had finally merged into one.
It didn’t hurt anymore. It was overwhelming.
“I love you too. So, please don’t cry.”
As she shed tears again, he smiled as if he understood.
Dohan wiped her tears and kissed her there.
Then, he lowered his head a bit, swallowing her red lips.
It was a moment when their breaths became one.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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