Acts We Shouldn't Do (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
“What, what…?”
Yuri’s face, flushed crimson, looked ridiculous.
Tae Seo tilted his lips in a crooked smile and sat back deep into his chair, straightening his upper body.
Jun Kyung, Tae Seo’s college buddy, had called Jo Yuri a beauty everyone coveted—but the real Jo Yuri, from her tone of voice to every single expression, simply didn’t match his taste.
“You’ve got an older sister, right? Your sister—Yoon Jae In. Seriously, you don’t know?”
Tae Seo raised one corner of his mouth as he looked at Yuri, whose face had hardened like she’d just bitten into something sour.
“Do you really think the whole world won’t find out just because the Hyun Yang Construction chairman’s family chooses to close their eyes?”
Yuri glared at Tae Seo for a while, lips clenched tight from anger and shock. Then she glanced around subtly and calmly took a sip of water—though she couldn’t hide her trembling hands.
“Wh-who’s my sister? I’ve never once had an older sister. And Yoon Jae In? She was just someone my mom’s foundation sponsored…”
“‘She’? Even if your birthdays are only a few months apart, doesn’t the one born earlier deserve to be called ‘older sister’?”
Tae Seo tilted his head sideways and rested his elbow on the armrest of the chair. His elegant hand slowly folded beneath his chin, and his expression looked lethargically devastating.
Not long ago, at a drinking session his college friend had dragged him to—ostensibly to welcome him back from abroad—he’d heard more about Yoon Jae In.
“Few people know this, but do you even know that actress Yoon Se Na?”
“…No.”
“Well, of course you wouldn’t. You’ve barely lived in Korea a few years.”
Jun Kyung, his college friend, was the youngest of the Yoo Group’s children. Spoiled by his three older sisters, he loved gossip and enjoyed chattering about trivial rumors as if they were major revelations.
Tae Seo had thought that day it’d just be more idle chatter.
Of course, he knew Yoon Se Na—Yoon Jae In’s biological mother. But to him, Yoon Jae In was a woman he was meant to bury in the back of his memory.
So he’d planned only to half-heartedly nod along to Jun Kyung’s gossip and move on.
“No, that’s not it. Listen—Yoon Se Na suddenly retired and disappeared one day. It was about two months before Chairman Jo Seong Hwan’s death, I think? Quite a few people saw her board a flight to the U.S. at the airport. She looked pretty pregnant.”
“So?”
“They said she’d become some chaebol’s mistress, that she was carrying a politician’s child—every wild rumor went around. But do you know when all those rumors just vanished overnight?”
“When?”
Tae Seo responded listlessly, merely going through the motions. Jun Kyung, undeterred, kept glancing around as if sharing a massive secret, whispering insistently.
“It was right after Jo Dae Hoon became the third-generation chairman of Hyun Yang Construction. All that media buzz about actress Yoon Se Na’s sudden retirement and disappearance just… disappeared overnight.”
“So that woman was the chairman’s mistress?”
“No—that’s the problem. She wasn’t the ‘second’; she was the ‘first.’ For years now, there’s been talk in Chicago’s Koreatown that Yoon Se Na lives there with her daughter. And when you calculate that daughter’s age, she’s apparently a year older than Chairman Jo Dae Hoon’s daughter.”
“So what?”
“So what?! You were engaged to Jo Dae Hoon’s daughter even before she was born—your fiancée, Jo Yuri.”
“Engaged? I’ve never even seen her face once.”
Tae Seo snorted and lifted his glass of amber whiskey. If even Jun Kyung knew this much, it probably meant more people were aware than he’d assumed.
He clicked his tongue softly and gulped down the bitter whiskey. It annoyed him that a woman he barely knew was becoming fodder for idle gossip.
“Maybe your intended bride changed. Maybe it’s not the haughty Jo Yuri—but that girl in Chicago who’s your real fiancée.”
“Who cares? I’m not getting married anyway. So what if she changed or didn’t?”
“…You’re not marrying Jo Yuri? Breaking off the engagement? What about your grandfather’s will?”
“Are you crazy? Even if it’s his dying wish, what era do you think this is—that I’d marry some woman I’ve never even met?”
Even as Jun Kyung stared at him in shock, Tae Seo remained perfectly calm. He was already planning to persuade his grandmother soon to scrap that damn engagement arrangement.
He’d just finished his studies abroad and felt he was of age—but he had no intention of obeying his grandmother’s order to meet and marry the Hyun Yang Construction chairman’s daughter.
It wasn’t the Joseon dynasty—who cared about some fiancée he’d never even laid eyes on?
“Hey, Jo Yuri’s been loudly claiming she’s the future daughter-in-law of Kang Seon Group forever now!”
“Exactly—how thoughtless of her.”
“Huh… You’re really not going through with it? So it was just Jo Yuri running her mouth?”
“There are plenty of women who go around claiming they slept with me.”
“Did you really not sleep with any of them? Then that rumor about you being actress Lee Hae Na’s sugar daddy—was that construction exec ‘A’ really not you?”
“What are you talking about? Why would I pay to be with a woman?”
“…Right.”
“Instead of listening to useless gossip and spreading it around, why don’t you just do your job properly? Keep it up, and I’ll take over your company.”
“…Damn, why do you joke like it’s a death threat?”
Ever since that day, Tae Seo had admitted he’d started thinking about Jae In more often.
Her smiling face, the way she’d breathed softly during yoga with her eyes lowered—those images kept returning to him. That’s why he’d come here today.
Just who do you think you are?
Pretending to be real when you’re just a fake.
“What, it seems you’ve got something wrong…”
Yuri, her chin trembling violently, clutched her tiny handbag tightly. She looked ready to run straight to her mother at any moment.
Tae Seo unfolded his crossed legs and straightened his posture. He swept his hair back once, as if nothing had happened, and gave Yuri a flawlessly delicate smile.
“Well, if you’re not Yuri, then you’re not. I just heard somewhere that you used to live with your older sister.”
“…She’s not my sister. She was an orphan sponsored by my mom’s foundation.”
“I see. Then I apologize.”
“No, really… You’re awfully mischievous toward your fiancée. Anyone hearing this might think it’s true.”
“Fiancée…”
Tae Seo turned his gaze from Yuri—who still seemed trapped in a dream—and stared out the window at the winter landscape.
December. The midday sky was utterly clear and blue. As he closed his eyes against the bright sunlight, the moment he first locked eyes with Yoon Jae In came rushing back.
{“She’s genuinely beautiful. Like a mysterious Eastern pearl. I was enchanted the second I saw her.”}
{“Eastern pearl? How many ‘Eastern pearls’ have you proclaimed already?”}
{“This one’s real, I swear. But she brushed me off hard. I’m absolutely going to charm her today. Tae Seo, be my wingman.”}
{“I’m going surfing. Do you know how rare this break is? Don’t waste my time.”}
{“Come on, just help me out. We’re both East Asian—it’s the perfect excuse to get close. Just help set the mood.”}
That was the day he’d first joined a yoga class at the resort, reluctantly giving in to his white friend’s strangely passionate plea.
The Eastern woman introducing herself as the instructor spoke English with a distinct East Coast accent—and had an ordinary name.
“Jane.”
The woman his friend was so obsessed with was someone Tae Seo had already crossed paths with several times during his stay.
The first time he saw her, he’d thought she was pretty—but that was all.
The second time, he’d blankly watched her bright smile for a moment. Still, that was it.
The third time, she was leading a yoga class with children.
He turned away, suddenly feeling unwell. His mind went blank, and he couldn’t hear anything.
All he could see was her. Wondering if he’d inherited his mother’s tachycardia, his heart pounded so hard he couldn’t sleep all night.
And the very next day, Tae Seo learned that Yoon Jae In was his real fiancée.
He spent the next few days in a daze. Her name kept circling in his mouth. Whenever he wasn’t asleep, he thought of her—and realized he’d been smiling to himself more often than he knew.
Then came their fourth meeting—the day he saw Yoon Jae In dismiss his pestering friend with an utterly fed-up expression.
{“Jane, you’re still beautiful even when glaring like that.”}
{“Want to see if you can still say that after another slap?”}
{“No, I was just complimenting you…”}
{“I don’t want your compliments. Step aside—you’re disturbing my class.”}
{“Then… after class!”}
{“F*** off.”}
She’d enunciated that last curse so slowly and deliberately that he could read every word from her lips alone.
Watching his friend get so thoroughly rejected, Tae Seo found himself oddly delighted—and burst out laughing.
{“Is this really funny to you right now?”}
{“That guy’s always been annoying. Honestly, seeing him get shut down feels good.”}
{“You didn’t sign up for yoga out of genuine interest, did you?”}
{“What if I am interested?”}
She’d then shot him a look full of disdain, as if he were equally unworthy. With a scoff and a slight nod, she’d clearly signaled: *Get lost with your friend.*
He’d never been treated like that before—and strangely exhilarated, he laughed even harder.
Remembering the look of utter irritation on her face, Tae Seo’s lips curved into a pleased smile.
“Stop joking around.”
Hearing the name Tae Seo murmured—lost in thoughts of that woman—Yuri showed clear displeasure.
“It’s just the name of a foreign woman I know. What’s wrong with that?”
“…Let’s really talk about marriage now. I’ve heard the wedding date is usually set by the bride’s side. I’d like to have it no later than next fall…”
Whether Yuri was lost in fantasy or not, Tae Seo simply raised an eyebrow and smiled—the image of Jae In frowning and humiliating his friend kept replaying in his mind.
Though “Jane” was a common, slightly old-fashioned name, the woman herself possessed a beauty that captivated everyone. His yellow-fever-stricken friend had persistently hit on her several times—only to get slapped repeatedly.
Tae Seo, still thinking of Jae In, stared intently at Yuri seated across from him.
Judging by her attitude and words, she surely hadn’t left Yoon Jae In alone while living under the same roof.
The thought soured his mood.
So he decided to scrap his original plan—to tell her outright on their first meeting that he had no intention of marrying her. Now, he felt like tormenting her a little.
“You’re impatient. On our very first meeting. Let’s just relax today, drink some tea, and talk about how the world turns. I’m still adjusting to life in Korea.”
“Fine, then. Our marriage will happen sometime next year anyway, so there’s no rush. It’s not like I’m the one in a hurry.”
“Exactly—since you’re not in a hurry.”
Tae Seo lifted his teacup, echoing Yuri’s unnecessarily prideful last words.
Jane. Yoon Jae In.
Perhaps the woman who should have been here today—his not-at-all-amusing fiancée.
Suddenly, he wanted to see her again. The suppressed longing inside him was clearly resurfacing.
Should I go see her again?
How’s she living these days?
Does she still build such walls against men?
Is she still shining that brilliantly?
Savoring the rare itch of curiosity, Tae Seo lifted both corners of his mouth into a gentle, amused smile.
Whether Yuri’s cheeks flushed despite her regained haughtiness didn’t concern him in the slightest.
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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