“Soo, Mr. Soo-bin! Please open the door!”
Song tugged at the handle from outside, but the locked car door wouldn’t open. Soo-bin hurriedly checked the navigation history.
‘Hope Orphanage.’
Soo-bin slammed the accelerator.
On a cloud-laden afternoon, Da Jeong was crouching in the backyard of the dormitory.
Is that a chrysanthemum-like golden daisy?
The flower garden, meticulously tended by the director, was Da Jeong’s refuge whenever she sought solace.
Whether after fights with friends or when her sibling was disobedient. The myriad of colors seemed to lift her spirits.
She came today with that same hope, but unfortunately, her gloomy mood showed no signs of improving.
“What should I do…….”
Myeong-ok will use what I said against Tae Sang.
Blackmail, or exposure? The thought of endangering Tae Sang herself filled her heart with a scorching guilt.
Soon, her throat felt choked, and her vision blurred, perhaps from tears.
What have I done well? She raised her hand to wipe them before they could fall, but then a heavy raindrop splashed down.
“……?”
Her puzzled gaze turned skyward. As if on cue, raindrops began to plummet down.
No time even to wallow in sorrow.
Da Jeong hastily covered her head. The drops were sparse but heavy enough to drench her if she stayed.
Just as she rose to her feet.
“Ha, ha…….”
A rough breath came from somewhere. A familiar voice faintly intermingled with the panting.
Impossible.
It’s still a long way for Tae Sang to come. Even if he arrived early, he wouldn’t have found this place alone.
Da Jeong slowly turned her head, and there was Tae Sang, just rounding the corner of the building.
“Tae, Tae Sang…….”
It’s impossible to travel from the airport to here so quickly, without wings. Da Jeong looked at him, dazed.
“Ha, ha… Han Da Jeong.”
“How did you get here so fast…….”
He strode forward, roughly tugging at his tie.
His face, seen through the rain, was unrecognizable.
Disheveled hair, sweat-soaked nape. And the aggressively yanked tie. The untidiness of his appearance was both novel and disconcerting.
“Ha, ha… Why didn’t you take your phone.”
He spoke with flushed lips.
“Ah, sorry. I thought it was still a long time before you would come…….”
She spoke in a dazed voice as the rain intensified. The sound of drops drumming on her shoulder was disorienting.
Tae Sang unbuttoned his jacket as he walked briskly. With a broad swing of his shoulders, the suit smoothly slipped off.
Holding the jacket, Tae Sang’s hand moved behind Da Jeong. He gently draped the jacket over her head and carefully closed the collar. A tender gesture, contrasting with his heaving chest.
Da Jeong slightly bowed her head to his touch, and his mud-splattered shoes came into view.
How far did he run? A surge of frustration and guilt welled up in her.
“Why did you wander around like this instead of waiting inside?”
“I couldn’t wait. I had to… had to check.”
“Ah…….”
Da Jeong shook her head, barely managing to lift it.
It was time to tell the truth about what really happened.
Hoping he wouldn’t be too disappointed, her voice shrank with guilt.
“I’m sorry. My mother already found out everything. About what I said in the Malaysian hotel…….”
“I want to confirm something about you.”
“Me?”
“……Are you okay?”
Tae Sang gently wrapped his arms around her round shoulders. Da Jeong flinched and looked up. His eyes, scratched and chaotic, came into view.
“I’m okay.”
“That’s good. Don’t worry about anything.”
Those words made her heart crumble instead. Da Jeong let out the tears she had been holding back.
“How can you say that? Your situation might get complicated because of me.”
“…….”
“I… I agreed to this marriage because I wanted to help you. I’m grateful for how you’ve protected our orphanage family, like my own. But instead of helping, I feel like I’m just causing trouble….”
Da Jeong’s slow speech suddenly quickened as she realized something.
“Should I say we’re divorcing now? That I’m the one asking for it…….”
“Han Da Jeong.”
Something deep inside him snapped.
Whether it was reason, self-control, or something else.
It was unclear, but it didn’t matter anymore. His emotions erupted like a volcano, his head burning as if he had a fever.
Tae Sang looked at her with dangerously intense eyes.
“Do you want to make our relationship real?”
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
