Tae-kyung lowered the bouquet below his chest. Wearing a burgundy tie, he suddenly mentioned his desire for ramen.
“Ramen?”
“Is it cooked well?”
“No, I’m not good at it. But haven’t you had a meal?”
“I’m hungry. Give me some rice.”
This is the cost of a meal. Without giving time for a reply, he continued to match lips with flowers.
Tae-kyung, flirting with flowers and lips, easily stepped over the threshold of chance.
Watching him pass by, chance scratched her head.
Ramen was not eaten at all, so there was nothing stored separately at home. When she suggested ordering delivery, he insisted.
“I want to eat a dish cooked by Yoon Woo-yeon, not delivery food.”
“If there’s no ramen at home, how about stew? I can quickly make kimchi stew.”
He agreed.
Making food for someone else, especially a man, was a first-time experience for chance.
Boiling water and taking out kimchi, she glanced at Tae-kyung.
Fortunately, he was half-leaning on the sofa. He looked tired.
It saddened her that he had worked until this time on the weekend without even having a meal.
Tae-kyung turned his head and asked, “But can you boil stew if you can’t boil ramen?”
While slicing kimchi, Chance tightly sealed her lips.
The statement about not being able to boil ramen was actually a lie. Even if he didn’t eat it now, ramen was something she used to cook countless times alone when she was young.
So, she could boil it at a high level. The same goes for stew.
Eating alone was familiar. For a while, she got tired of it, so now she mostly ordered delivery or ate salad to fill the void.
But she didn’t want to explain all that to Tae-kyung.
Because it’s the past. I want to hide my past completely.
He turned his head again this time.
“What did Yoon Woo-yeon eat?”
While putting the meat stored separately in the freezer, Chance replied, “I had expensive soybean soup.”
“Was it delicious?”
“Yes.”
“With whom did you eat that soybean soup that it was expensive?”
“With Cha Eun-hae, the owner.”
“Oh.”
He closed his eyes as if lost in thought, then raised his hand to his forehead.
“Take care of yourself.”
“…”
“At least, I’m not someone who would harm Yoon Woo-yeon.”
With a light laugh, Chance raised her shoulders.
“I know that much.”
The smell of kimchi stew vibrates in the space surrounding the two people.
A delicious smell.
She reheated frozen rice and took out a few side dishes from the refrigerator. Thinking it might be weak, she planned to make a rolled omelet.
She quickly cracked three eggs into a medium-sized bowl and whisked them rapidly. She poured the egg mixture into a heated frying pan.
Now, cooking it slowly over low heat until it formed a round shape would be the end.
Sizzle. Just as the sound resembled the patter of rain, Chance reached out to flip the egg.
He hugged her from behind at that moment.
“…”
Actually, I knew from the moment he whisked the eggs. That he was gradually getting up and moving.
Even without turning around, I knew his steps were heading towards me.
Yet, Chance didn’t react; she just waited. For the excitement of this moment, satisfaction, and anticipation.
Tae-kyung smelled the fragrance of Chance emanating from her forehead to the back of her neck.
“Did you just take a shower?”
From the injured area, he blew a warm breath, then embraced her chest, pulling it more towards him and placing a kiss near her ear.
The sexual excitement he felt reached Chance as well. Instead of answering, she nodded her head.
Tae-kyung whispered again.
“After eating, I’ll also clean up and come back.”
“……Yes.”
“Will you let me sleep here tonight?”
“……. ”
“I won’t touch you, so please let me sleep.”
“Lie.”
He chuckled.
“That’s right. It’s a lie.”
A bright red lie. Tae-kyung kissed Chance’s neck again.
Early in the morning, Chance opened the window wide for ventilation.
After boiling the water, she steeped the tea bags, and the color was deep. She divided it into white mugs and took a brief breath.
The flowers he gave her last night were neatly arranged in various vases throughout the house.
Perhaps because of this, the fragrance of flowers vibrated from morning. While waiting for the tea to cool, Chance habitually fed the fish.
“Does it have a name?”
Surprised, she made a familiar gesture with her body at the voice that sounded from behind.
Chance handed him a teacup as he came out of the master bathroom.
“There’s no specific name. I didn’t name it separately.”
“What about Cha Tae-kyung?”
“Huh?”
“The fish in the fish tank looked like him, so I thought it would be similar.”
“……. ”
“Joking.”
As if it was really a joke, he crossed over to where Chance was and lightly kissed her forehead.
The familiar scent from Tae-kyung reached her. It seemed like he had used her usual shampoo, shower gel, and even cosmetics from the bathroom.
Oh. Of course, the statement that he stole and used them is canceled.
With a face hiding emotions, she covered her right cheek with the back of her hand.
“I have to go to work in 30 minutes. The boss is…”
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 🙂
*
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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