The living room was filled with the warm sunlight.
Drinking a rich Americano, Dajeong pulled the curtains. As the warm sunlight pierced through, her forehead involuntarily wrinkled.
The view outside the window remained the same. People who looked like ants, buses and taxis moving in line. The fourth morning in the suite seemed peaceful.
“Sigh…”
Tired.
In the past few days spent in the hotel, Taesang never let go of her for a single moment.
It felt like his whole body was immersed in overflowing affection. Due to Taesang’s intense devotion, her body and mind were entirely filled with him.
It was a blissful time, but an old saying that too much of anything is not good was absolutely correct.
Taesang, who already had a strong desire for her, seemed even more desperate after parting. Perhaps the separation was too harsh on him; Taesang desperately sought her, more urgent than before.
He tried to touch every small part of her body, always tried to keep her in his sight. Sometimes, it was almost pitiful how he would cling to her if she happened to be a little far away.
Dajeong tried to soothe him in any way possible. Telling him that she wouldn’t go anywhere, that she was right there.
However.
“It feels like you’re tearing my flesh apart.”
Taesang mentioned that the time spent apart from her felt like that. At that desperate remark, Dajeong couldn’t hold him back any longer.
“It’s all fine…”
If only his heart could be at ease, she would willingly give him anything. However, the real issue was that Taesang hadn’t been going to the company recently.
All reports and meetings were conducted through Secretary Kim at the hotel. He only left when there was an unavoidable external schedule.
Of course, there was no change in his ability to handle work itself. Regardless of the location, he always did his job properly. However, it would be difficult if a person of his rank kept leaving his position every time.
Moreover, the problem wasn’t limited to just that.
He still hadn’t taken any action against the malicious press coverage about himself. The reason was consistent—he was worried that it might harm her.
“Sigh…”
Dajeong firmly pressed her swollen eyes. There were not just one or two problems that needed to be solved.
Deep in thought, a light bell sound rang in her ears. Dajeong’s gaze turned to the wall clock.
‘You’ve come a little early today…’
It was undoubtedly Secretary Kim who came for a work report. Dajeong placed the coffee on the table and headed towards the door.
“Welcome. Please come in.”
“Excuse me again today.”
“Taesang is in the shower right now. He’ll be out soon.”
Dajeong led her to the living room. When she took out the juice that he liked from the minibar and placed it on the table, Secretary Kim nodded lightly.
“Today, for some reason, it felt like there was no traffic, but I arrived too early.”
“I’m sorry for making you come every time.”
“No, not at all. Don’t mention it.”
Usually, it would have been just a passing glance without any interaction. However, with Taesang absent, this moment felt like an opportunity for Dajeong.
As she smoothly pulled out the chair and sat down, an expression of confusion appeared on Secretary Kim’s face.
“Um… Secretary Kim, actually, there’s something I’d like to discuss with Taesang.”
“Discussing something…?”
“It’s about the media coverage.”
“Ah…”
As Secretary Kim grasped what was being talked about, her complexion quickly darkened.
Biased reports, malicious posts, internet broadcasts—all inflating discussions about his misogyny. Yet, Taesang hadn’t provided any clarification.
The response he gave through the office was always the same.
There was no controversy about misogyny, and he couldn’t confirm personal matters.
Given Taesang’s personality, it wasn’t an unexpected reaction. He was a man who showed rather than explained, unlike persuading and justifying.
But the public was different. They wanted to hear detailed explanations, to satisfy their curiosity.
“Are the media response guidelines still the same?”
“Yes. They are.”
The response guidelines instructed by Taesang were to ‘not mention anything about personal matters.’
To escape the controversy, Taesang had no choice but to disclose his past incidents, emphasizing that it was trauma from an accident and not harboring hateful feelings.
But if he did that, public attention would turn back to Dajeong. Marrying someone who avoids women. No one would believe the story of opening his heart to only one person.
Marriage that sold the soul for money—such harsh words flooding the internet again was only a matter of time.
Dajeong couldn’t hide her heavy heart. Sacrificing Taesang to protect herself was unbearable.
“Will remaining silent like this be effective?”
Her round eyes seemed to shrink beneath.
“In the end, it will calm down. However… as time passes, the image of Vice President and Air Korea will worsen. Even if the stories are baseless, if you hear them every day, they start feeling like facts.”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
