A strange man suddenly grabbed Seo Ah.

The man looked brutal. He was muscular, with dark skin and scars on his face and arms.

[Dash] Ahh! Unnie! Unnie!!

Young-ju couldn’t move.

She could only watch as the man took Seo Ah into a hotel.

Seo Ah’s screams echoed as she disappeared from sight.

Young-ju’s eyes snapped open.
It was just a brief moment, but Young-ju’s forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Young-ju wasn’t at ease.

If she had known Seo Ah in a different way, she could have cherished her like a real younger sister. But without the orphanage director’s scheme, they would have never met.

That was why Young-ju couldn’t be comfortable around Seo Ah. Calling her “Seo Ah” casually felt like she might forget her duty.

“Haah… Why did you have to make things this complicated by getting married? If only you had listened to me.”

She had no choice but to act this way to save herself. She had come too far to turn back now.

“He’s a young man, not bad-looking, and friends can end up together after a drink. The first time was probably already with Ha Joon, so it should be fine…”

Young-ju tried to rationalize as she sat up to drink water and habitually checked her phone.

But there was a message from the student she had hired for the job.

[I’ve thought about it and I can’t do this. I’ve put the money back, so don’t contact me again. I’m blocking your number.]

Young-ju’s eyes widened in shock.

She had chosen the student for the group project because Seo Ah wouldn’t meet friends for dinner so soon after her marriage. There was another man, but he had been ignoring her calls, leaving her without a backup plan.

“You messed up because you felt pity, Young-ju! Pull yourself together! I might be finished if I fall here, but Han Seo Ah has a family, friends, and money even if she falls. Worrying about the rich is the most useless worry!”

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After a while, Seo Ah finally calmed down and they lay in bed, looking at each other.

Ha Joon lovingly looked at her swollen face and tucked her hair behind her ear.

But awkwardly, he felt an ache in his lower abdomen.

How could he not find her, who understood and was happy for him, adorable?

Above all, he had planned to show her proof because of his past actions, but she believed him with just his words.

He wanted to love her from head to toe.

But he had to restrain himself. It was late, and tomorrow was Monday.

“Did you find out who sent the photos?”

“Don’t worry about it. Forget what I just said. Just remember that I liked you and still do.”

“What about Young-ju unnie…”

“I’ll handle it. Didn’t you trust me?”

“I do. But I’m still worried about you…”

“That sounds like you don’t trust me…”

Seeing Ha Joon’s bitter expression, a startled Seo Ah opened her eyes wide and hugged him.

“No! I trust you! I really won’t worry anymore.”

With a full smile, Ha Joon stroked her head and spoke.

“Young-ju is busy learning her job right now. It might cause confusion, so I’ll meet her separately. Focus on your exams for now.”

“I will.”

“You have an exam tomorrow, you must be tired. Let’s sleep.”

As Ha Joon stretched his arm to turn off the mood light, Seo Ah grabbed his arm.

“Just going to sleep?”

Ha Joon’s eyes flickered intensely.
“Haah… Seo Ah, don’t worry anymore. Just because I don’t hug you doesn’t mean I don’t like you. I wanted to express myself that way because I couldn’t express it otherwise.”

“Now that I know your feelings, I’m more curious. What does it feel like to be held by someone who likes me?”

“…….”

Ha Joon looked at Seo Ah with an embarrassed expression.

Then Seo Ah sat up a bit and kissed Ha Joon first.

Ha Joon’s eyes widened in surprise.

It was the first time she had initiated a kiss.

Seo Ah in front of him was blushing with her fair cheeks, her tightly closed eyelashes quivering, and her lips, which she had just pressed against his, were taut with tension.

Seeing her like this, Ha Joon couldn’t hold back anymore.

His actions preceded his thoughts.

He gently pulled her neck with one hand and fully captured her small lips with his.

Ha Joon, releasing his pent-up desire, quickly intensified his breath as he explored her tender mouth.

Both of their hearts pounded and tingled to the point of madness.

It was an overwhelming moment like no other.

Despite kissing once or twice every day, a kiss that they both desperately wanted and confirmed each other’s feelings was more thrilling than imagined.

Ha Joon’s hand, which had been holding Seo Ah’s neck, burrowed into her soft hair, and his other hand frantically stroked her delicate body.

Under his hot touch, Seo Ah felt like her body was melting.

Although she wasn’t leading, being on top of him felt even more unusual.

The bedroom quickly filled with the sticky sound of mingling breaths and heavy breathing.

After confirming their feelings, the kiss was so overwhelming,

What would their bodily conversation be like?

Soon, Ha Joon heaved his large body, quickly laying her down and climbing on top.

Their bodies were fully heated up from the brief kiss.

“Just know this. Wanting to hold a woman I like is a man’s instinct. I wanted to hold you because I like you. There was no other reason.”

“I felt it, you know? That you like me. I know you’re a person who expresses more through actions than words.”

No sooner had Seo Ah finished speaking than Ha Joon’s lips moved to her ear.

The hot, moist touch swimming around her tender ear sent shivers all over Seo Ah’s body, making her toes curl.

Soon, Seo Ah’s clothes started falling one by one to the floor, and Ha Joon began to stir every cell in her body from her toes to the top of her head.

Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.

The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…

Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.

Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.

The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”

When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…

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