Between the boundary of spring and summer, rain poured down heavily.
The raindrops that moistened the earth began to fall vigorously from early Saturday morning, and even after the day brightened, it showed no sign of stopping.
In Woo-yeon’s hand, there was a small bouquet of flowers.
Her father, who left before summer arrived. And her grandmother, the only one who loved such a father wholeheartedly.
…Did the two of them meet?
Every time she visited the grave, she laughed at being the loneliest of the three.
“Grandma, I’m here.”
While warmly greeting her grandmother, who loved flowers in her lifetime, she couldn’t easily offer even the most common greeting to her father, who had come to see her.
Your last moments, so cold and lonely. Knowing the desolation that was more filled with emptiness than pain, Woo-yeon always had to become a sinner in front of her father.
“Grandma. I’ll come again.”
After a brief greeting, Woo-yeon returned to the apartment.
It seemed that the neighbor next door moved a few days ago.
Every time they met in the elevator, the daughter living in that house would greet her with a shy smile, saying she was a fan, and they exchanged greetings often.
Three days ago, the smiling face that regretted the house being sold hastily and moving away comes to mind.
Woo-yeon has only been living here for about four months.
It was a special consideration from the broadcasting station when she took over the main anchor position in the news program.
Apparently, it was clear that there would be public attention, and there was a recommendation from the director to move to a place with better security than where she used to live for safety reasons.
Somehow, it was clear that public attention would be inevitable. Also, for safety reasons, there was a suggestion from the director to move to a place with better security than where she used to live.
From the gym to the swimming pool, the community facilities were excellent, but what Woo-yeon liked the most was the fact that the number of residents in her apartment was very small.
It was an expensive apartment along the Han River, so most of the residents were either middle-class newlyweds or emerging celebrities.
Woo-yeon had a cup of coffee and headed to the swimming pool on the top floor.
On a bustling Saturday afternoon, she thought she would spend all her time at the swimming pool.
It was a day when it rained, and it was a day she missed her grandmother, and once again, it was a day she didn’t properly greet her father.
So, even if she cried, it might be good to spend the day entirely at the useless swimming pool.
After a shower, as she entered the indoor swimming pool, someone caught her eye.
“Huh?”
The man was so skilled that he could be considered a swimmer. His agility, swiftly traversing from end to end, captivated Woo-yeon’s attention.
Splash.
A water spray burst around the well-trained body of the man.
It was when she swept her gaze over his well-sculpted body that she felt a shiver beneath her ear.
The man emerging from the water removed his swimming cap and breathed heavily outside the water.
At that moment, the man and Woo-yeon’s eyes met. The only one embarrassed by his recognized smile was Woo-yeon.
Approaching slowly with a flushed face, Tae-kyung walked toward her.
Water droplets flowed incessantly through his finely chiseled muscles.
“Seeing me again?”
His first words entered her heart like a thud, causing a loud thumping sound.
Cha Tae-kyung was drenched from head to toe. His hair, chest, eyes, and lips were all wet.
“Here, how…?”
“I walked here with my own two feet.”
“No, not that. You’re not wet because of the water, are you?”
“Because it seems like Yoon Woo-yeon isn’t managing the fishery properly, from now on, I plan to do it myself.”
Tae-kyung stared at Woo-yeon’s two white cheeks as he spoke.
“Well, if this answer isn’t good, how about this one? Because of your job, I got another residence. What do you think of that excuse?”
“What?”
“Because we can’t keep being together without others finding out.”
“…….”
“To test Yoon Woo-yeon more. Aren’t you curious? How much more will I stick to Yoon Woo-yeon?”
Her head tingled.
She seemed to understand the sudden move of the neighbor moving out.
His statement that they couldn’t be found out by others made sense.
Considering the uproar that occurred on social media over just having a cup of coffee at a cafe last time, his statement was not unreasonable.
However, she couldn’t understand why he thought of this as consideration.
Cha Tae-kyung doesn’t know moderation. Just looking at the desire-filled eyes that seem to want to get whatever they want, it annoyed Woo-yeon.
She really didn’t want to encounter someone else on her father’s memorial day like this.
“Is it always like this?”
“What?”
“Not considering the other person’s feelings at all and recklessly asking for things.”
Tae-kyung chuckled softly.
“Do you think I didn’t consider Ms. Yoon Woo-yeon’s feelings at all?”
“Really?”
He looked at her sharply.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
