As a woman who laughs a lot when drunk, she actually didn’t want to send such an obvious signal among the guys.
Song Manager, PD Park, and Reporter Yeom had already been investigated for a long time, but throwing Wooyeon into that mix felt too harsh for Taekyung, like a cruel punishment.
Since they met through work.
Knowing that it was nothing more or less than a business gathering, Taekyung couldn’t help but worry every time due to the unavoidable male instinct.
Moreover, unlike before, Taekyung found it unbearable that Wooyeon frequently socialized with people.
“Do you want to come together? Are you worried?”
“That’s not cool.”
“Oh. Is the person who has already come to my private gatherings unexpectedly five times not cool?”
“The anchor’s choice of words seems inappropriate.”
“Huh?”
“Instead of ‘unexpectedly,’ it should be called surveillance.”
Wooyeon laughed, covering her lips in response to Taekyung’s teasing.
“I understand. What your feelings are like. If I see you with a pretty woman, I’ll be extremely jealous too.”
“Specifically?”
“Huh?”
“If possible, answer sincerely and earnestly.”
Once again, Wooyeon burst into laughter. It was a request for Taekyung to describe his jealous feelings as precisely as possible.
Cha Taekyung always liked revealing his emotions and was willing to listen.
Wooyeon met his eyes shyly.
“I’m talking about the youngest secretary who recently joined the secretary team. She’s young, and her face is fair. She was very pretty.”
“When did you see that? I don’t even know.”
“You didn’t know? I’m secretly good at noticing things like that. When I see someone younger and prettier than me, I get jealous.”
His forehead briefly wrinkled before smoothing out. Taekyung held Wooyeon’s hand tightly, pressing his fingertips.
“Go on. It sounds good.”
“Is this good? Me openly expressing my jealousy?”
“Yeah.”
“If I ask to transfer that secretary to another team, will you protest?”
“Possibly.”
“Chee. Isn’t that uncool?”
The playful conversation of giving and taking jokes was interrupted by a phone call.
It was a call from the director at Eunhyewon, informing Wooyeon that Yeonwoo’s fever had risen too high, and they were on their way to the emergency room in the middle of the night.
The director did not forget Wooyeon’s request to call if something happened to Yeonwoo.
In the end, Wooyeon canceled the appointment and hurriedly headed to the hospital emergency room where Yeonwoo was.
⭐⭐⭐
There was a thought of a small child with a thin body, but because Yeonwoo always stood upright and carried herself confidently, Wooyeon had always thought of Yeonwoo as healthy.
Due to a weakened immune system and recent rapid stress, the doctor briefly explained the symptoms of high fever and rash before leaving.
Director Eun, who had a difficult time talking about Yeonwoo’s condition, said to Wooyeon, “Why wouldn’t she want to go? It’s not just any place; it’s becoming a family for the two of you.”
“…”
“Yeonwoo hasn’t been sleeping properly lately. Last night, it seemed like she was having a nightmare, and it looked like her deceased father came out. I’ve known Yeonwoo for a long time, but it was the first time I saw her crying so sadly like a child. She kept saying, ‘Dad, I’m sorry. Forgive me. I was wrong.’ While continuing to cry without opening her eyes properly, so I had no choice but to wake her up.”
Wooyeon nodded with a heavy heart in response.
“You did well.”
“That’s right. Holding Yeonwoo’s hand after waking her up, saying, ‘Yeonwoo, it’s okay. Your father will like it. I repeated it while hugging her tightly, but it seems I was lacking. I didn’t know Yeonwoo was in so much pain like this.”
With self-blame and tearful eyes, the director shook hands with Wooyeon.
“You did your best. Yeonwoo will be okay.”
“That’s what we need.”
“We’ll be here tonight. I know you might feel uncomfortable leaving the kids behind, so go inside quickly.”
With a masked Manager Han, the director hurriedly disappeared after Wooyeon and Taekyung met the hospital’s contact to move Yeonwoo to a regular ward from the emergency room.
Thanks to that, the place where Yeonwoo opened her eyes in the late dawn was the widest and most comfortable VIP room in this hospital.
The rash, which occupied a third of her body due to emergency treatment, had subsided halfway, and the high fever that had approached 40 degrees was noticeably lowered. When her temperature was measured five minutes ago, it had dropped to 37 degrees.
Wooyeon, who had been staying up all night beside Yeonwoo, met her gaze as she slowly opened her eyes.
“Are you feeling a bit better?”
“…”
“Fortunately, the fever has come down a lot. The doctor said we have to wait a bit more for the rash to go down.”
“What about the man?”
Yeonwoo was looking for Taekyung. Wooyeon was slightly surprised but soon gave her a generous smile.
“He’s outside. Should I call him?”
“No!”
“Don’t want to?”
Yeonwoo shook her head to the side.
“…It’s not that I don’t want to.”
“Is it uncomfortable?”
“What?”
“I understand. That feeling. I felt very uncomfortable at first too.”
“…”
“But, Yeonwoo. It’s not that you dislike someone, it’s just uncomfortable because you’re not used to it.”
Finding Yeonwoo’s wet hair unpleasant, Wooyeon touched her hair. After that, Yeonwoo, with clear eyes like guns, asked her.
“Then, how do I get used to it?”
“You have to see him often. It’s better if you see him every day.”
Wooyeon gently kissed Yeonwoo’s forehead. She was worried all night about Yeonwoo dreaming of her deceased father.
These days, Wooyeon also dreams of her late father. It’s not something that can change just because she tries hard; it’s a lifelong guilt and wound.
Wooyeon held Yeonwoo’s hand tightly.
“Yeonwoo.”
“…Yes.”
“I still have many wishes. It feels like I have everything, but I still have many things I desire and want.”
“…”
“You’ll be the same, right, Yeonwoo? But if you’re afraid that your desires might ruin everything, that you might do something wrong to your deceased father because of your desires, then you don’t have to. If your desires make you worry, then you don’t have to. You can live happily, feeling more sorry than anyone else. Your father would want that too.”
Yeonwoo finally burst into tears.
But even so, she did not forget to nod determinedly toward Wooyeon.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
