Taekyung didn’t explain his relationship with Chairman Jo to Woo-yeon, and Woo-yeon didn’t ask him for more.
It was a relationship that couldn’t be explained.
The fear that if they dug deeper, something might be revealed overwhelmed them. For Woo-yeon, maintaining silence seemed to be the best option.
Pouring the alcohol into the round wine glass, he swept his hair back.
“It was a tiring day, but seeing your face makes it a bit better.”
“……”
“Have you been thinking a lot about me?”
That, too, couldn’t be answered. Although there was a calculation that Cha Woo-kang’s words might not all be true, it couldn’t be guaranteed.
“Human beings are quite delicate. Really, have you never doubted it?”
The one phrase thrown by the vice president haunted her all along.
She had initially concluded that the necessity of this relationship was merely for mutual benefit, but as she faced him, her thoughts became more complicated.
Was she someone who, once she had her way and played enough, would say, “Let’s stop when it’s no longer necessary”?
“Yoon Woo-yeon, if Taekyung were to scold me again, it seemed like I wouldn’t be able to endure it. I wanted a relationship of just that level, but my feelings were complicated because I didn’t want it to be like that again.
Woo-yeon touched the area around her neck, where heat could be felt. It felt hotter than she expected, and unknowingly, she squinted her eyes.
The wine had barely been touched, but due to extreme stress, she decided to drink it all.
Drowsiness crept in. Even in front of her eyes, his silhouette seemed to droop.
“Are you sleepy?”
Taekyung asked, and Woo-yeon nodded.
When she opened her eyes, she saw the same ceiling she had seen on the sofa earlier. The only thing that had changed was the strange sense of displacement that the location had shifted. Woo-yeon slowly raised her eyelids to survey the surroundings.
As expected. The soft touch of the blanket and the faint orange light left on.
When did she fall asleep? The place she had been sleeping all along turned out to be his bedroom. Realizing this, Woo-yeon pressed her forehead deeply.
She didn’t drink enough to get drunk. She was just a little tired, and today felt hazy, and she wanted to postpone the conclusion.
“Mr. Chairman.”
Woo-yeon called him, indicating that she had woken up, with the sound of her movement.
Taekyung, who was drinking alone on the terrace attached to the bedroom, turned around to look at her.
Woo-yeon dared to guess the unknown emotion that was drawn in his eyes.
“Do you really like me?”
Why does his gaze look like that now? Maybe I’m too naive. Perhaps it’s because every time I see your eyes, they’re so beautiful.
Darn it, I really don’t know.
Taekyung put the glass down on the table. Approaching her side as she tried to get up, he picked up the towel on her forehead. He touched the spot where the towel was.
A towel? What’s this? Woo-yeon asked, her eyes filled with surprise.
“Why is that?”
“Miss Yoon Woo-yeon has a fever.”
“What?”
“It went over 38 degrees, so I thought about calling a doctor but decided not to. I thought you might not like it if I said you were sick.”
It was the correct answer. Woo-yeon replied vaguely.
“Ah, you did well.”
“If you’re sick, just say you’re sick.”
“I didn’t know I was sick.”
“……. ”
“I’m sorry.”
Taekyung raised his eyebrows, as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Why are you apologizing to me?”
“You were worried, weren’t you?”
“……. ”
“Wasn’t that so?”
“Miss Yoon Woo-yeon.”
“I don’t know. Mr. Chairman doesn’t know either, and now I don’t know either.”
Woo-yeon, who had been slowly exhaling the spreading heat, hugged her knees.
“When we met at the cafe.”
“……. ”
“I actually thought you would get angry.”
“Were you upset because I didn’t get angry?”
“Not really, but I thought that was what would happen. Since I acted on my own, just like Mr. Chairman said.”
“I understand.”
Trying to pass it off lightly, Taekyung drew an invisible line in the air and spoke with difficulty.
“I know this is a question that doesn’t fit the current situation, but I’ll ask just one thing.”
“Go ahead.”
“When will you leave?”
…from my territory.
Although omitted, he would have understood. A silent stillness lingered.
Was he surprised? Was he angry?
It didn’t matter. Regardless, Woo-yeon found her relationship with Taekyung more painful and uncomfortable than her aching body could bear.
She thought it was time to end it before bigger fragments flew, hurting each other.
She couldn’t push him away at the cafe, making excuses, but this time, she felt she could.
Taekyung gave her a cold look.
“Miss Yoon Woo-yeon, that’s rude.”
“……. ”
“I explained that you would leave on your own.”
“Mr. Chairman, I…”
He cut her off.
“Is my heart confused? Or is Miss Yoon Woo-yeon’s heart confused?”
“……. ”
“Do you want to stop because you’re afraid of falling for me? Are you unsure of yourself?”
“Mr. Chairman.”
“Stop showing your feelings to me. Just act as you used to. Got it?”
“……. ”
“Is that the conclusion Miss Yoon Woo-yeon has reached? I don’t agree. Since it seems like the heat has cooled down, please leave my house today.”
Without saying anything more, Woo-yeon greeted him and quietly left the room.
She wondered what expression he wore, but decided not to wonder.
Nothing in the world is eternal, and love is useless. Taekyung’s words telling her to act as she pleases were particularly painful at this moment.
Why it hurt so much, she didn’t know.
One day, two days, three days, four days. Taekyung didn’t look for Woo-yeon. Even the calls that came in twice a day were cut off, and his messages asking what she was doing were abruptly stopped.
Contrary to his words of disagreement, it seemed he had also judged that ending things was the right thing to do.
She had no regrets.
She just decided to think that she had let go of the tense rope first.
She had hurt and been hurt simultaneously. Ultimately, the moment was so painful.
She didn’t know why it hurt so much or what made her want to hold on so desperately.
“Maybe this is the level at which it should end.”
After a low sigh, Woo-yeon slowly raised her head from the steering wheel. Regardless of what happened, she hadn’t even received the files yet, and everything had turned into a mess.
“Phew.”
She sat in the driver’s seat for a long time, feeling dazed all day.
She turned off the ignition and picked up her bag from the passenger seat. Even as she closed the car door, her mind was filled with thoughts of Taekyung.
“What was it supposed to end like this.”
After a deep sigh, Woo-yeon reached for her phone from her handbag when a call came in.
“……!”
Woo-yeon was under attack.
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
