On the same evening.
Dahee, upon hearing the news that Hyeju and Juwon were trapped on Sinwoldo Island, felt a rare sense of happiness.
“If a young man and woman spend the night together, nothing bad will happen, right?”
She sincerely hoped that Hyeju would separate from Seungwon. It would be even better if they could have a lively romance right in front of Seungwon.
As long as she could erase Hyeju from Seungwon’s mind, it didn’t matter who the other person was.
Seungwon was the first person to have Dahee before Hyeju, the “fake Oh Hyeju.” Whether Hyeju liked him first or Seungwon’s feelings were what mattered, the fact that “Seungwon accepted Dahee’s confession” was the most important thing.
That night, when alcohol turned into an elixir.
Seungwon couldn’t even remember that night, but for Dahee, it still felt like a dream. Dahee had put in quite a bit of effort for that impulsive night Seungwon had mentioned. Just thinking about that kiss, which Seungwon called a mistake, still sent shivers down her spine.
Because she loved him. Because she wanted to have him. Because she didn’t want to be taken away by anyone else.
Especially if that someone else was Hyeju, Dahee felt like she couldn’t bear it.
Lately, Seungwon had been driving her to the point of madness. She had always had an indecisive personality, but lately, Seungwon had gone too far.
Whenever she tried to make plans, he seemed to subtly avoid it, and he volunteered for overtime work that he wouldn’t normally do. It had been a long time since they had a proper date, and although they didn’t explicitly break up, she was starting to doubt if they were really dating.
The problem was that Dahee knew the reason behind all this.
She had known Seungwon’s feelings from the beginning. What mattered was that this foolish man, who had spent ten years not knowing my heart and struggled, was gradually awakening to sincerity.
“I can’t let that happen. Seungwon is mine. I can’t give in to anyone!”
He’s smart, but somehow flawed. A man who seems like he’ll starve somewhere if I don’t take care of him. On days when he says something, looking pitiful like a puppy drenched in rain, he apologizes and says, “I’m sorry.”
I don’t even know how it feels to be angry, but that man, who seems calm like a quiet lake, always made Dahee, stained with jealousy and inferiority, feel comfortable.
Everything about him was good. Without knowing that it became an obsession bordering on madness, Dahee loved him.
“Seungwon, aren’t you leaving work?”
On a night when everyone had left, Dahee went to the corner to find the light of the shining monitor.
“Uh, I still have some work. You should leave first.”
“No, what’s the point of going early alone? I’ll wait for you until you’re done.”
“It might take a while.”
“I don’t mind. I’m hungry. Should I order some latenight snacks?”
Only then did Seungwon turn his gaze away from the monitor. He closed the file cabinet, hesitating momentarily like someone contemplating something.
“Yeah. I’ll treat you. What do you want to eat?”
“Oh, there’s a new tteokbokki place nearby. They say it’s delicious. Should we try ordering from there?”
“I’ll order right away. What’s your name?”
Soon, the ordered tteokbokki was delivered.
Dahee was glad she could have a date with Seungwon like this. It felt thrilling to share spicy tteokbokki in an empty office.
“By the way, did you hear? President Kang Juwon and Hyeju are trapped on an island right now.”
“What?”
Seungwon’s hand froze in midair.
She had expected it, but it still hurt. Dahee deliberately spread the rumor that Hyeju was currently with Juwon, and there was only one thing she wished for.
Seungwon couldn’t let Hyeju go. He wanted to acknowledge that Hyeju had gone far away to a place where he couldn’t reach.
“I asked Hyeju earlier, and she said the ship didn’t sail because of the wind. They might be together by now, right? Since Sinwoldo isn’t a big island, there might not be proper accommodations. If there’s no room, they might have to sleep together,” Dahee blabbered as if it were a fact. Seungwon, frozen in surprise, only moved his chopsticks after a while.
“It’s a business trip, what could possibly happen? My brother isn’t an animal.”
“There’s no need to worry about the CEO. The problem is Hyeju.”
“Why Hyeju?”
“She’s been feeling really restless lately. Think about it. Hyeju’s last relationship was already five years ago, when she was in the prime of her youth. She hasn’t even smelled a man’s scent. It’s not because she can’t talk to you, but recently she’s been having some erotic dreams,” Dahee continued, nonchalantly fabricating lies while watching Seungwon’s hesitation.
“No way, seriously?”
“Why would I lie about something like this? The idea that women don’t talk about erotic things, that’s a male fantasy.”
Dahee calmly continued her lies, observing Seungwon’s wavering expression.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
