He took out a transparent glass and handed it over to Da Jeong, who was following him. Da Jeong slightly bowed her head and received the cup.
“Thank you.”
“Do you have trouble sleeping?”
“No, I slept well…… I just woke up tossing and turning.”
There was no need to mention that she had a bad dream. After hesitating for a moment, Da Jeong added the most natural reason.
“Give it here.”
As Tae Sang was waiting for a response, he reached out and took the glass back. He turned the faucet back and forth between hot and cold water.
The mere sound of the flowing water seemed to quench her thirst. Da Jeong took the glass quickly and sipped the lukewarm water sweetly.
“Sigh…”
After emptying the glass, she finally felt life returning to her parched mouth. Da Jeong held the water glass to her chest like a precious treasure and let out a long, pentup breath.
“You should get some rest soon.”
Tae Sang, who had been quietly observing her, leaned against the counter and spoke.
The strands of hair falling on his forehead seemed to bother him. He slid his long fingers through his hair, pushing it gently away.
It was then that Da Jeong realized how casual the man was dressed.
He was wearing a dark gray Tshirt and black pants. The flowing fabric naturally highlighted his muscular physique.
The more comfortable Tae Sang looked in his casual attire, the younger he appeared, more so than when he was dressed in a suit. He could easily pass as a handsome college student with just a backpack.
Da Jeong stared blankly at his black hair scattering from his fingertips.
“…”
“Is the bed uncomfortable?”
Tae Sang suddenly threw a worried glance when there was no reply for a while. Despite his intimidating looks, he was a man who paid a lot of attention to many things. Da Jeong struggled to hold back a laugh.
“No, it’s not uncomfortable at all. Shouldn’t you, the vice president, be getting some sleep soon? You said you had an early meeting.”
“I usually go to bed late.”
“A bit late…”
It was way past midnight. How could he call this ‘a bit late’?
Da Jeong turned her gaze towards the wine glass in the living room, trying to hide her astonishment. The deep, ruby liquid in the glass seemed to be red wine.
He’s drinking wine, unable to sleep at this hour. And there was no sign of sleepiness in his expressions or tone of voice… For some reason, she felt a depressing conclusion at the end of her thoughts.
“Do you like wine?”
Tae Sang tilted his head slightly, asking her as she was staring at the wine glass for a while.
“No… I don’t really drink. I’ll have another glass of water.”
Da Jeong shook her head awkwardly and moved towards the water purifier.
“Ah!”
During their conversation, she completely forgot about her injured ankle. As the sharp pain set in, Da Jeong let out a short moan.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. I forgot about my injury.”
Da Jeong lifted her injured leg like a hurt puppy. Her frail ankle was helplessly shaking in the air.
Tae Sang’s eyes narrowed as he watched the scene. The absence of bandages or any kind of treatment was a clear sign that care had not been administered before bed.
Regret washed over him like a wave. He shouldn’t have let her sleep like that.
“About the patch.”
“Ah, that… I took it out intending to apply it after taking a shower, you see?”
Da Jeong, now fully adapted to his way of speaking, knew he was scolding her for not applying the patch. She rushed to explain, her injured foot hidden behind her.
“But I completely forgot while drying my hair…”
“…”
It was apparent from his firmly closed lips that he was angry.
Despite him having bought an abundance of bandages and patches, she hadn’t taken any measures, which was more than enough reason for his reaction. Da Jeong cautiously watched his reactions with a nervous heart.
His heavy gaze fell on her ankle.
“Go sit on the sofa for an ice pack.”
“Ice pack…?”
“It’s swollen more in the meantime.”
Without waiting for her response, Tae Sang moved. He opened a cabinet at the end of the kitchen and pulled out a small, round bag.
“Hurry.”
Tae Sang spoke without even looking at her. The words “I’m okay” rose to her throat, but guilt for ignoring his goodwill made her decide to follow his instructions obediently.
Da Jeong responded with a soft voice and crossed the living room. Worried that she might cry out in pain again, her steps naturally became cautious.
As she sat down, a ‘thump’ sound echoed from the long leather sofa. On the spacious sofa that was large enough for two adults to lie down, Da Jeong waited for him awkwardly alone.
Soon after, Tae Sang approached with the sagging ice pack. He stopped in front of the sofa, knelt down on one knee.
Da Jeong quickly opened her mouth at the sight, as if he would directly apply the ice.
“I’ll, I’ll do it.”
“Lie back.”
“No, I’ll do it.”
“When you sprain, you should elevate the injured area.”
Tae Sang looked at her sternly once and then picked up the cushion beside him. He also picked up the cushion far away and stacked them on the floor.
Da Jeong blankly watched as her foot was gently lifted and placed on top of the mound.
She found it strange that such an insignificant part of the body was being treated so preciously.
“It’ll be cold.”
Tae Sang adopted a gentlemanly demeanor, a stark contrast to his usual behaviour. Da Jeong looked down at him with a bewildered expression. It was sometimes difficult to adapt to his abrupt changes in temperature.
“Ah!”
Suddenly, the cold sensation spreading through her ankle swept away all the thoughts that filled her head. Da Jeong jolted her shoulders briefly and dropped her gaze.
The sight before her eyes was, as expected, odd.
A coldly beautiful man was seriously examining her ankle. Moreover, he held the bag lightly in midair, as if to prevent the edge of the ice from causing discomfort.
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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