With one hand full of cake and the other laden with fruits and drinks for the baby, Jaemin stood in front of Lona’s villa and pressed the doorbell.
“Lona, it’s me!”
The door soon opened.
“Why did you buy so much?”
“I had to shop for our baby too, so two hands weren’t enough, haha.”
Jaemin stepped into her quaintly decorated small home.
“Haven’t you eaten yet?”
“Yes. Jaemin, how’s the divorce going? Did you get it signed?”
Lona grabbed Jaemin, who had not even set down his bags, and asked.
“Don’t worry, I think it’ll be signed next week.”
“What?”
“Heeju said she’d seriously consider it this week.”
Lona’s face contorted in frustration at the thought of yet another week’s delay.
“So you’re telling me to keep waiting?”
Jaemin carefully set down his bags and stood up.
“This really is the last time. Honestly, you should wait a bit. You know how tender-hearted Heeju is.”
“What, what did you say?”
“A little consideration for her wouldn’t hurt. Unlike before, when she absolutely refused, she’s considering it for the first time. Don’t worry! It’ll happen, sweetheart.”
Now, Lona was infuriated for entirely different reasons.
“You still have feelings for her, don’t you? What is this!”
In her anger, Lona kicked the bag Jaemin had brought, sending the carefully selected apples rolling amidst the shoes. Jaemin, shocked, widened his eyes.
“Are you crazy?”
“You’re the one who’s changed. If you still have feelings for her, just say it! Don’t waste my time! I’ll just get rid of the baby and pretend like nothing ever happened!”
“What? You’re saying this in front of our baby!”
“This! I don’t need any of this!”
In a fit of rage, Lona also threw the cake box Jaemin was holding onto the floor.
“Hey! Lona!”
Jaemin yelled fiercely, “Do you know what I need from you right now? Not this stuff, but the divorce papers. With each passing day, your belly’s growing bigger. How long do you expect me to keep hiding it? I’m a schoolteacher! An unmarried teacher with a growing belly, do you think the school, the parents, the kids will just sit by quietly? I’m frantic here, and you keep stalling with this ‘one more week’ nonsense!”
After wetting his lower lip with his tongue, Jaemin straightened up. “How much bigger do you think your belly will get in a week, huh? Can’t you wait even that long? Do you think divorce is that easy? You have no idea how hard I’ve been trying, yet you’re freaking out like this!”
Lona blinked several times, taken aback by this aggressive side of Jaemin she had never seen before, and then her face turned into a pout.
“Are you angry at me and our little one right now? Is that it?”
“No, it’s not anger, it’s just…”
“Ah, my stomach.”
Lona pretended to cradle her not-actually-aching belly.
“Why, what’s wrong?”
“I think it’s stress, ah, it hurts.”
“No, we need to go to the hospital! No, wait, call 119!”
“That’s okay, it’s not necessary!”
“No, we can’t take any risks with our baby!”
Lona barely stopped Jaemin from calling 119, gradually reducing her act of pain. Comforted by his still caring attitude towards her and the baby, her agitated feelings began to subside.
But she couldn’t wait any longer.
“You love me, right?”
“Of course, you know how much I love you and our little one!”
The recent comment from Teacher Song, noting her weight gain and slightly bulging belly, lingered in her mind. If the divorce didn’t happen in another week, she wouldn’t be able to hide her increasingly visible pregnancy with lies.
“I love you too. So you must get divorced, okay?”
“Of course, trust me. In a week, it’ll definitely be done!”
Jaemin nodded, but thinking he couldn’t just sit and watch anymore, Lona clenched her hands tightly.
“I’m sorry, I have to go home urgently because my second son caused some trouble, but I can’t leave the hospital, so I called to ask if you could come. Just my luck, my phone’s battery is dying.”
The caregiver’s words were a relief, but Chaewon’s prevailing thought was ‘thank goodness.’
She was thankful for the steady heartbeat, even though her sister still lay with closed eyes.
“You should go. If you have an urgent matter, you can’t help it.”
“Sorry, I’ll be here without fail tomorrow.”
After the caregiver left, Chaewon took a deep breath in relief.
Conscious of Yugeon beside her, Chaewon slowly turned her head towards him.
“Yugeon, your driving was impressive. I thought I was going to heaven with my sister today.”
“If you had driven with those trembling hands, maybe.”
Unaware her fingertips were still shaking, Chaewon responded, “Ah.”
She quickly gripped her hand.
Yugeon, watching, turned his head towards Heeju. The twins looked similar, especially their eyes, though they seemed a bit different, probably due to swelling. Her skin was as pale as Chaewon’s, almost ghostly white.
“I’ll tell my sister we owe you one when she wakes up.”
As Chaewon sat down, she held Heeju’s hand, gripping it as if holding something precious. Her voice was steady, but there was a sense of earnestness in her clasped hands.
Yugeon briefly remembered the moment he lost his family without even a chance to hold them like that.
“If we’re indebted, then you have to repay. Tell her she has one more reason to wake up.”
At Yugeon’s words, Chaewon faintly smiled and turned to him, intending to send him off first. But then she realized they hadn’t taken the photo and exclaimed, “Ah!”
“Not a restaurant, but how about taking a photo in the park behind here?”
Since the location wasn’t really important, Yugeon readily agreed.
“Let’s do that.”
The two of them left the hospital and headed to a nearby park. Throughout the walk, Chaewon didn’t boast or talk much as she usually did. She was clearly still shaken from the recent scare.
As dusk began to set in, Chaewon found a suitable street lamp and asked a passerby to take their photo.
“Today’s concept is just looking straight ahead.”
Yugeon, who had habitually looked down at her hand since the car ride, was relieved to see that the trembling had stopped. However, her hand still appeared pale and lifelessly hung by her side.
Watching this, Yugeon took her hand firmly in his as they faced forward.
“Yes, just looking ahead.”
Chaewon’s eyes, initially startled, refocused forward as the passerby counted “one, two, three” before snapping the photo.
“I’ll take another one for you.”
What expression did I just make?
Chaewon hadn’t managed to be mindful of her facial expression as usual.
“One, two, three!”
As he adjusted his grip for another shot, Chaewon could only focus on the warmth and largeness of his hand.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
