The dream was a mess.
At the age of nine, then seventeen, and it felt like twenty-two, but now, in the blink of an eye, she was twenty-nine.
There were too many, and it seemed impossible to remember them all, but still, the last face she saw was vivid.
In the dream, Chairman Jo Se-hoon grabbed Woo Yeon’s neck and twisted it until the end.
Even though she knew he was warning her not to meet Tae Kyung, she didn’t plead for her life until the last moment.
But.
More than anyone else, Woo Yeon wanted to live.
Thud, something cold flowed down her cheek.
It was difficult to tell if it was rain or tears, falling sporadically.
Yeah, this is a dream.
Only when Woo Yeon woke up did she laboriously lift her eyelids.
“2.2 billion… gallery… artist… phone call…”
Tae Kyung’s voice, heard as if murmuring, was as dreamy as in a dream.
Woo Yeon opened her eyes wider. He had just finished washing, and his hair was still wet.
Blink, blink. After blinking several times, Woo Yeon half-raised her upper body and leaned against the bed. She wanted to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor, but the angle didn’t seem right.
If there was even a slight rustling sound, she felt like he, who had shown his back while on the phone, would quickly turn around.
What time was it?
All the windows were covered with thick curtains, so it was impossible to tell if it was dawn or morning.
She fixed her gaze on Tae Kyung, who was still on the phone. Even if it was a 2.2 billion-won call, it was unlikely to happen in the middle of the night.
It must be around the morning.
It also meant that Woo Yeon had to hurry a bit. She quietly slipped out of the quilt and looked for her clothes.
At that moment, when she was feeling embarrassed because she couldn’t see the clothes she had thrown around the bed last night, Tae Kyung turned around.
“Yes, please contact me again.”
After hanging up the phone, he made eye contact with Woo Yeon. As his slightly echoing voice faded away, static settled between them.
In the heavy silence, Woo Yeon pulled the quilt a little more.
Whether he felt her flushed cheeks or not, he chuckled. While doing so, he took out the clothes that Woo Yeon had neatly arranged in the drawer and placed them on the bed.
A jacket, a skirt, and even underwear between the blouse were included.
Woo Yeon screamed silently inside her mind.
When she was fully dressed and came out of the room, he was sitting on the sofa in the suite living room, leisurely sipping coffee.
When Woo Yeon, with her tightly closed lips, met his gaze, he glanced at his wristwatch.
Lowering the coffee cup he was drinking, he gestured.
Come here.
As Woo Yeon approached, Tae Kyung gently wrapped her waist and lifted her onto his thigh.
She wanted to say that there was no time, or perhaps, it might be around a certain time. She wanted to say that they should quickly return to the hotel room where he was staying.
He didn’t seem to care about such circumstances.
He affectionately hugged Woo Yeon’s back and slowly inhaled, then asked kindly,
“Did you dream all night?”
She was startled and slightly shrugged her shoulders.
“Why? Maybe.”
“…….”
“Did I talk in my sleep?”
“No. You kept hugging me, so I thought maybe in the dream, I got everything I wanted.”
“……Ah.”
Thank goodness.
It would have been very awkward if she had told Tae Kyung about what she saw in the dream.
The tense and rigid shoulders relaxed suddenly, and he forcefully pressed his face against her neck.
After last night’s encounter, he took a very long shower.
Without properly drying his hair, he fell asleep like that. She was worried that her hair might be a mess.
It wasn’t because she wanted to leave his embrace; that was just the reason she gave.
Of course, Woo Yeon came up with a different excuse.
“Sir, it’s late. I should quickly go back to my room before others notice.”
“Who said I wouldn’t send you off?”
“…….”
He said that, but Tae Kyung didn’t let go of Woo Yeon for a long time.
Even when she changed her position and lay down on the sofa, stimulating him, and trying to rise, it was she who blocked and interfered with his kiss.
Woo Yeon desperately covered her face with both hands.
She wanted to brush her teeth, and above all, she didn’t want to face him so closely in the morning without properly washing her face with her flawless bare face.
“Ms. Yoon Woo Yeon.”
“…….”
“Let’s put our hands down.”
She couldn’t say no, so she just turned her face away, reluctantly lowering her hands.
He burst into laughter.
“If someone sees, they might think I’m devouring you since morning.”
“…….”
“Call me as soon as the schedule is over. If you’re going to bother my mood, report it in advance.”
So, it meant not to come with even a tiny excuse like Shin Jae-young did last night.
At the moment when she felt like he was saying that in a very Cha Tae-kyung-like manner, he stood up and reached out.
Grab me, Tae Kyung said.
Woo Yeon relied on his hand and stood up, quietly leaving the suite room.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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