Do Han searched around the company and found a burn treatment center, driving there himself.
He stayed by Sa Rang’s side while she received treatment at the hospital.
Fortunately, it didn’t seem like blisters would form, but it could take more than a month for the redness to heal. The doctor recommended she come in for a few treatments.
As protecting the wound from UV rays was crucial, Sa Rang left the hospital with her right hand bandaged.
After buying the prescribed ointment from a pharmacy, they returned to Do Han’s car.
The café manager, who had accompanied them, apologized to Sa Rang again.
“I’m truly sorry for the inconvenience. We will cover the treatment costs, please contact us after your medical appointments. If it’s difficult for you to get to the hospital, we will arrange transportation.”
“It’s not like I hurt my leg or anything. Please tell the staff member it’s okay. Luckily, it’s not serious and should heal quickly.”
Sa Rang was concerned about the young staff member who made the mistake.
She was more troubled by their startled and helpless reaction than her own injury.
So, she showed a bright face to the manager.
Arriving at the company’s underground parking lot, the manager got out of the car first.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Sa Rang realized there was still something unresolved between her and Do Han.
As she instinctively tried to unbuckle her seatbelt with her right hand, she remembered it was bandaged and hesitated.
Watching her, Do Han reached over and pressed the button to release her seatbelt.
Sa Rang found his kindness uncomfortable.
“Did you know I work at this company?”
Her voice carried a hint of anger.
It was absurd enough to encounter her ex-boyfriend at work, and now they had created a situation in front of Na Young that could lead to misunderstandings. She couldn’t help but resent him.
Do Han slowly nodded.
“That I’m in the development planning team?”
“I found out last year through the team leader.”
Sa Rang gasped.
Knowing all along yet still coming here – what did that mean?
Was she so insignificant that he didn’t care about their past?
Sa Rang’s left hand, clenched into a fist, trembled.
“So, you decided to torment me? To drive me out and have a comfortable life at work?”
“It’s not like that.”
“Then what is it? I asked you, didn’t I? To act like we don’t know each other. Did you agree just to stab me in the back like this?”
Sa Rang was shocked to the core when Do Han used informal speech at the café.
How must Na Young have felt?
She had said they were strangers, but to anyone watching, Do Han had cared for her in a way that suggested something more.
She was at a loss for words about how to explain this back in the office.
“It just came out unintentionally. You were hurt.”
“What does it matter to you if I get burned or break my hand!”
“Sa Rang.”
For a moment, time seemed to stand still for her.
He had called her by her name.
The name she had longed to hear during their time together, he finally said it, five years after they broke up.
She had only imagined what it would feel like to hear her name from his voice.
But she never really knew.
So this was the feeling.
Tears welling up, a tightness in her chest.
Hearing her name from him was more painful than she ever wanted to experience again.
“If you say my name one more time.”
Tears filled Sa Rang’s eyes, blurring her vision as she bit her lip to hold back her tears.
“Then just know I’ll quit the company.”
Sa Rang opened the door and left without looking back.
Do Han sighed softly as he watched her walk away, her back to him.
He hadn’t intended to deliberately make her uncomfortable with his informal speech.
He had lost his composure the moment he saw the hot coffee splashing onto her hand.
Seeing her hand turn red, he felt like going mad.
From that moment, he couldn’t hear anything else; his mind was blank.
How could he have thought of formal speech in that situation?
All he could see was the woman he loved.
He knew if she were in a desperate situation again, he would react the same way.
It was an instinct he couldn’t control.
“The crazy thing is, I hurt her more and yet I’m angry over a burn.”
He muttered lowly to himself.
He felt foolish for being so upset over her hand burn when he had caused her a much deeper wound.
Do Han then got out of the car.
As he approached the elevator, Sa Rang was still there, waiting.
Seeing her still taking care of her colleague in the midst of everything made him feel even more sorry for what he had done today and five years ago.
When Sa Rang entered the office, Na Young was startled to see her hand bandaged.
“What did the hospital say? Is the burn severe?”
“No, it’s not as bad as it looks. They said it should be fine in about a month.”
“That’s a relief. But it’s your right hand, how will you manage?”
“It’s winter, so it’s okay. Don’t worry too much.”
Soon, other team members also approached Sa Rang, offering words of comfort.
Especially Dong Sik, who felt guilty as it was his idea to buy coffee.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
