Returning from work, Min Hyuk immediately reached out to embrace Da Hyun, who had become more fragile due to morning sickness, her bones almost palpable under his touch.
He felt a mix of pity, guilt, and gratitude, seeing her struggle daily with their child.
“I missed you.”
“I missed you too.”
On his way home, Min Hyuk was anxious, wondering if Da Hyun had regained her memory. Luckily, she greeted him warmly as usual, smiling brightly.
“Don’t you feel cooped up staying at home?”
He gently ran his fingers through her hair.
“No, I don’t feel confined. Our home is the most comfortable place, and I have no desire to go out.”
Hearing her refer to it as ‘our home,’ Min Hyuk’s guilt-ridden smile faded. Had they been face-to-face, he wouldn’t have been able to hide his expression.
Holding her was a blessing. He closed his eyes briefly, then reopened them.
“Da Hyun, I always feel like a sinner around you.”
“Why would you feel guilty, Min Hyuk? We need to protect the baby inside me. It’s too risky outside.”
Her playful tone made Min Hyuk smile, though she didn’t grasp the deeper meaning of his words.
Da Hyun stepped back from his embrace, observing his uneasy demeanor.
“Min Hyuk, you look pale. Are you sick? Don’t hide it, tell me.”
“I’m not ill. If I am, I’ll let you know.”
He couldn’t confess his fear of her regaining memory and how she’d view him then.
“Are you really okay?”
She asked again, examining his condition.
Min Hyuk masked his feelings with a playful response.
“Do I look so frail that I’d collapse any moment?”
His mischievous approach made her quickly step back, surprised.
“No, not at all!”
As Min Hyuk leaned in closer, matching her eye level, Da Hyun held her breath.
Despite sharing a bed, he had only held her innocently since she got pregnant, without any further intimacy.
“My wife seems to view me as too weak.”
“I’ve never thought that.”
Only then did Da Hyun realize it had been a while since she felt his lips. When was the last time we kissed? Before she knew about the pregnancy.
Her face flushed, recalling their last kiss. It felt like sneaking a glimpse at a forbidden scene.
Min Hyuk, noticing her reddening cheeks, watched her suspiciously.
“Why are you blushing?”
“Your face suddenly came so close, that’s why.”
She muttered softly, avoiding his intense gaze.
Her fluctuating hormones during pregnancy were to blame.
Da Hyun’s eyelashes fluttered as she inhaled Min Hyuk’s scent, him considerately refraining from wearing cologne due to her morning sickness.
Min Hyuk teasingly pushed his face closer, observing her shy behavior.
As Min Hyuk approached, Da Hyun quickly leaned back. He knew well the kind of expression she wore now, one that indicated a particular feeling.
“A tingling excitement shot through Min Hyuk’s heart.
“What’s the matter, Da Hyun? You look excited just seeing my face.”
His voice deepened.
“No, it’s not that. Go take a shower first.”
In that moment, Da Hyun’s eyes wavered. She seemed flustered, but Min Hyuk pretended not to notice.
“My lovely wife. You always react so innocently to my words.”
He bit the inside of his cheek, pondering if confessing the truth to Da Hyun now might lead to her forgiveness later, even if she regained her memory.
He recalled the doctor’s advice to keep her stress-free during the early stages of pregnancy, realizing it was too late for confessions.
Min Hyuk was tormented by the thought that his current happiness might be based on lies.
He had ensnared Da Hyun in his selfishness, planning a life of happiness by deceiving her while she had amnesia.
He had wanted her to have his child so she wouldn’t think of returning to another man, even if her memory returned.
He had seduced the innocent Da Hyun, driven by jealousy and possessiveness.
He couldn’t risk shocking her with impulsive confessions that might harm the baby.
“Why, what will we do after I shower?”
“What do you mean!”
Min Hyuk, suppressing his guilt, added playfully. He longed to kiss her, to feel nothing but Da Hyun.
His dream was simple yet profound – to build a family with Da Hyun and spend the rest of his life with her.
“Shall we shower together?”
This moment was precious to Min Hyuk, feeling like standing alone on a fragile bridge, each day a test.
“Min Hyuk, keep quiet!”
“Our baby can hear. Our Da Hyun is…”
“It’s not that!”
Da Hyun, flustered, covered her belly with her hands.
“Okay, I’ll be quiet.”
She was torn between taking Min Hyuk’s playful behavior as a joke or seriously.
“Min Hyuk, you’re acting strange today.”
“Really? I feel more like myself today.”
Da Hyun’s heartbeat quickened, her breath becoming rapid. She hadn’t intended to make him worry, but the conversation had ambiguously shifted.
“No, Min Hyuk, I didn’t mean…”
“I’ll wait until it’s safe. I’m holding back too.”
“Wait for what?”
“Do you think I’m some kind of saint, just lying beside you without doing anything?”
Min Hyuk’s sudden intensity left Da Hyun bewildered. She questioned her own words, feeling uncertain.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
