Maybe because she was often buried in her laptop or documents, she just seemed like an ordinary café patron.
But 차태경, in his flashy clothes and appearance, was bound to draw attention with his height and noticeable build.
Even if 우연 being in the same café was a coincidence, sitting at the same table was not a good idea.
She wished he had sat at another table.
“Sorry, but…”
“If you’re sorry to me, you should at least have a meal or tea.”
“What, are you saying?”
“I’m saying I’ll join you. So, 윤우연, bear with it.”
“…….”
“Were you upset that I sent you away so coldly that day?”
She was. Even without eating much, she felt like throwing up.
She actually wanted to ask who the young woman with him was.
The temptation was hers, but he was the one who didn’t let her go all night.
우연 felt worse, thinking all her thoughts were like those of a lovesick heroine from a romance film.
She skipped answering and turned her gaze back to the window.
Outside, it was still tinged with pink.
Another brilliant spring that seemed unreachable.
태경 had just talked to his mother in America.
He said he would send his sister 재희 back soon, but his mother wanted her to stay longer in Korea.
“태경, how about you take care of 재희?”
“……Why should I? 재희 is not a child.”
“That’s what I mean.”
“…….”
“재희 is not a child.”
Meaning, don’t send her back. They each have their own lives to lead, so don’t interfere.
He scratched near his forehead, anticipating trouble because of 재희.
“……!”
What caught his eye unintentionally was 윤우연’s name written endlessly on a printed paper.
It seemed he had unconsciously filled a report about last quarter’s revenue with her name while talking to his mother.
“Crazy.”
He scolded himself and leaned back, exhaling a languid breath.
Knock, knock. There was a sound of knocking from outside. 태경 lifted his head from the chair’s headrest.
“Come in.”
The person who entered was Mr. 한, the director. He was the only one who always stayed by his side, both in the Brighton Aviation headquarters and at the Wedding Tower building.
“Representative, there’s a change in your schedule. The meeting with Executive 임 of Songkang Industries scheduled for 3 PM has been canceled. There was a death in Executive 임’s family, so we sent a wreath urgently.”
“Oh, is that so? Then, prepare to change tomorrow evening’s schedule to attend the funeral.”
“Yes, I’ll arrange that.”
“Any other schedule?”
Director 한 shook his head.
His primary task was usually to fill in other schedules whenever there were cancellations.
Managing two companies meant being constantly on the move, day and night, a burden for a leader.
There was pressure to show quick results for Myeongsan, but more than that, 태경 worked so hard to catch a black bird.
One needed power to make a snare to catch the bird.
“Should I book a massage? You haven’t been sleeping well lately, right? It would be good to rest.”
Director 한’s concerned words were interrupted by 태경.
His recent sleepless nights weren’t because of being busy. It was because of that woman.
Venomous 윤우연.
“It’s fine. Instead.”
“Yes.”
“Make a call to UBC Broadcasting Station’s director’s secretary.”
Whether to catch the black bird or to tie the red bird by his side, it seemed necessary to meet first.
Her stern face, biting her lips, irritated him like pain.
The captivating 윤우연, whose eyes seemed ready to well up at the slightest touch.
After leaving the director’s office, 태경 called Director 한.
“I’ll use it for another thirty minutes. There was something I wanted to see, but she ran away too soon.”
He walked determinedly to the café where 윤우연 was.
He hoped she regretted it.
That she would see again the man she pushed away that night.
He had no stories to share, no more conversations to have. 태경 just wanted to see her moist eyes once more.
“Stay here. I’ll order something to drink and come back.”
태경 stood at the counter.
Normally, he wouldn’t even touch desserts, but he ordered three, each as pretty and delicate as flowers.
When he placed three slices of cake and coffee down, 우연 asked in surprise.
“Are you going to eat all that?”
Before he could answer, people who recognized 우연 started whispering around.
Her usual hat and mask were of no use today. Of course, his presence seemed to have thrown cold water on the quiet.
Conscious of their gazes, 우연 sighed in front of him.
“You’re responsible, aren’t you?”
태경 took off his jacket. With his shirt on, he casually crossed one leg and sipped his coffee.
Even the tightly pulled shirt revealed the contours of his body.
He exuded a fatally masculine and arrogant charm.
“It’s an honor for me.”
“…….”
“Does this make me the first scandal of Anchor 윤?”
태경 cut a piece of cake with a fork and offered it to 우연. His actions were provocative enough to be misunderstood by the public.
우연, touching her forehead, looked around.
Then, she gestured briefly to someone her gaze fell on, and a young woman in her early thirties with paper and a pen hurried over.
“Oh my! Anchor 윤우연, I’m a fan!”
“Thank you. I don’t have anything special to sign, so is it okay if I just write my name honestly?”
“Of course! Oh, but I hope I’m not interrupting your date?”
As she meticulously signed, 우연 responded expressionlessly.
“It’s not a date, so it’s fine.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“I’ll sign for others too. Feel free to come over.”
She deliberately raised her voice, and suddenly, customers in the café began to gather around.
As 우연 firmly refused requests for photos, 태경 quietly sipped his coffee.
It seemed unlikely that a scandal with her would erupt. So, the honor of taking responsibility for 윤우연 seemed out of reach for him too.
“……So what should I do now?”
He crunched the ice in his glass. The chill touching his tongue was thrillingly satisfying for 태경’s senses.
Yet, he still felt it wasn’t enough.
Instead, a desire to chew more, to swallow it whole and shatter it completely, surged within him.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
