“No. I didn’t have a particular dream. I hoped to earn a lot of money, to stand out more than others, and I had such ambitions. During my exchange student days, someone I worked with said I seemed to be a good fit for it, and that was helpful.”
“So, you rose to become an anchor?”
“Yes. Oh, now that I think about it, I did like watching the news when I was young.”
Woo-yeon laughed heartily and lifted her glass. Since she had started, her goals were big, and her aspirations were different.
“I dislike being anything less than first place… I hate losing to others.”
Perhaps it was the feeling of being tipsy.
At that moment, Tae-kyung looked at Woo-yeon as if he could see through her. He reached out and quietly placed his hand on the back of her chair.
It seemed like a gesture of holding his woman, and for a moment, Woo-yeon held her breath.
“I don’t like losing either.”
“…”
“Shall we go to my place later?”
Tae-kyung asked, and his voice was incredibly sweet.
Woo-yeon was tense to the point of being as stiff as a cotton ball. His gaze and actions, making people uneasy to the extent of danger, had her on edge.
“We’re lovers now, aren’t we?”
Tae-kyung added another word.
Upon hearing this, Woo-yeon parted her lips and smiled. The imitation of being lovers to deceive his mother was only applicable in the United States.
“Weren’t we only planning to pretend in the United States?”
“I’ve never made such a definitive statement.”
“…”
“When we met at the swimming pool in the morning, I kissed you on the forehead. You didn’t avoid it, Yoon Woo-yeon.”
“That…”
“If I kiss you now, can you push me away?”
It meant if she could reject him. Woo-yeon swallowed her saliva.
She lightly shook the water-filled glass.
How would this relationship end? Once his mother passed away, would we naturally return to our respective places?
Suddenly, the words he threw before flying to the United States came to mind.
Living as Cha Tae-kyung’s woman and returning to my original place would be hell, he said.
Woo-yeon tightened her gaze.
In that hell, I’ve already come out. So, I won’t get hurt.
“I’ll go to the representative’s house.”
The clinking sound of glasses echoed as Woo-yeon downed the last glass.
“Come here.”
Tae-kyung gestured at the door.
While he finished showering, Woo-yeon sat and admired the house.
His apartment in Samsung-dong was not much different from the officetel next to Woo-yeon’s residence.
Monotonous interior, dark and subtle colors. There wasn’t a single potted plant, making it lonely without a partner.
That somehow shook her heart. It seemed like she might know the reason for not keeping anything in the house.
“Why is your house so empty?”
Her pronunciation was slightly off, but due to her profession, there was no problem conveying it to the other person.
He answered, “I like it empty.”
It was just a matter of taste.
Woo-yeon nodded her head after pondering, then headed to where he beckoned.
Tae-kyung, now without his suit, was wearing a black shirt and black pants.
His slightly damp bangs partially covered his eyes. It looked like he resembled a jaguar, making Woo-yeon close her eyes and laugh.
Perhaps due to the accumulated intoxication, her mood was better than usual. Tae-kyung might have already noticed this in his car on the way here.
“Have you seen enough?”
Tae-kyung asked, and Woo-yeon nodded.
“Yes.”
“Do you want to watch a movie, or should I pour you a drink?”
She chose the former.
Having already had several glasses of alcohol, and with tomorrow being the weekend, where the news was someone else’s responsibility, she didn’t want to overdo it.
She thought it would be foolish to spend the weekend morning lying in bed all alone.
As Tae-kyung selected a movie with the remote control, he rifled through Woo-yeon’s clothes.
It was probably because she looked somewhat uncomfortable in the outfit she wore during the news.
“That outfit looks uncomfortable.”
“The clothes?”
“Do you want to change into something else?”
“Yes?”
Change clothes? Here? Are there women’s clothes?
…No way, another woman came to this house? He said he wasn’t in a relationship?
Why are there women’s clothes?
Woo-yeon’s eyes widened, and when Tae-kyung noticed her agitated thoughts, he gestured to his shirt with his eyes.
It meant to wear a similar T-shirt.
Ah, wear the representative’s shirt.
“Nope!”
Even using foreign words that she rarely used, Woo-yeon firmly expressed her dislike.
Perhaps she recalled something from movies or dramas, where the female lead would wear only the male lead’s shirt, revealing her legs. It seemed too cheap.
I don’t like it. I don’t like it. Absolutely not.
Woo-yeon shook her head several times.
“I don’t like it! Don’t command me like this.”
Tae-kyung, who enjoyed Woo-yeon’s drunken tone, rounded the tip of his nose.
“Is this how you usually act when you’re drunk?”
“Huh?”
“It seems like you’re intentionally trying to seduce a man.”
“Me?”
Tae-kyung gently swept under Woo-yeon’s ear. His gaze looking down seemed sticky enough to melt a person.
“If I had sent you home beautifully like this, I would have felt wronged.”
“…”
“Are you really not going to change?”
Woo-yeon snorted.
“Anyway, I’ll just watch a movie and go home, so it’s okay.”
Tae-kyung’s forehead was halfway distorted. Despite his red eyes and red cheeks, Woo-yeon’s determined attitude to protect her pride until the end fascinated him.
“Whose decision is it? Not to send you off all night.”
“…”
“Play with me all night. Since you said you’d make an effort, try your best.”
“Don’t command me like this…”
He raised his palm over the flushed cheek.
The large and manly hand that she had admired in the bar throughout the night.
“Are you scared?”
“…”
“Am I afraid I might touch Yoon Woo-yeon tonight?”
“…”
His lips, pressed against her ear, felt strangely delicate with his hot breath.
Woo-yeon, with an unassuming expression, said something different from her appearance.
“Hey, we made a promise, didn’t we? That I won’t do anything without permission.”
“That’s right. Why did I make such a promise?”
The hand that touched her cheek now moved down to her chin, gently parting Woo-yeon’s lips.
Between the opened lips, he delicately swept with two fingers.
The exchanged breaths filled the air, warm and forcefully pushing out the oxygen.
It felt unfamiliar.
As the alcohol cleared, at this moment, he felt just like someone else.
An Indifferent Woman is the One Men Desire the Most
One-line summary: The female lead is actually cold-hearted and extremely rational. She has stage-by-stage relationships and won’t two-time, but there will always be someone who secretly likes her.
This novel has the following triggers, so if you’re sensitive to these, please don’t read:
1. The female lead has had many relationships, but she treated each one seriously and broke up properly.
It’s just that the men unilaterally pestered her incessantly. For the female lead, when she doesn’t like someone anymore, she simply doesn’t like them.
(This applies to her relationships with Male Lead 1, 2, 3, and 4 as well, but she’s loyal in each 1-on-1 relationship!)
2. In this novel, Male Lead 2 and the female lead kiss in a car, and Male Lead 1 sees it and beats up Male Lead 2.
The female lead calls the police and sends both Male Lead 1 and 2 to the police station! Male Lead 1 begs the female lead not to break up with him.
3. Male Lead 1 has a gentle appearance but an obsessive personality.
Male Lead 2 has a delicate and soft appearance, slightly green tea-like (two-faced).
Male Lead 3 is a youthful college student and a smart person who has secretly liked the female lead for a long time.
Male Lead 4 is the female lead’s father’s special assistant, a business elite with deep, hidden thoughts.
4. At the beginning of this novel, the female lead has already broken up with Male Lead 1 (Chapter 4) and gotten back together with Male Lead 2 (ex-boyfriend).
5. Enter with caution if you have triggers!!!
