David's Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
Ha Yeon, having neatly planted sweet potato seedlings, headed to the bathroom to bathe Ji Hoo.
Bubbles bubbled in the bathtub filled with bath salts.
“Anything fun happen at kindergarten today?”
Ha Yeon asked Ji Hoo, who was fully immersed in the tub and covered in bubbles.
“Well… I dunno. Just, you know, same as usual.”
The child’s reply sounded utterly lifeless, as if he’d already lived a lifetime.
‘This might be serious…’
Ha Yeon’s expression stiffened momentarily. Recalling her own childhood, kids his age were usually anything but quiet—chattering endlessly, even without prompting, was typical for children; yet, Ji Hoo clearly seemed different from his peers, no matter how she looked at him.
‘Could it be because of his mom?’
Though she had gathered articles about Director Kang Min Jae, she’d never come across one mentioning his marriage. Well, unless one is a celebrity, marriage might not make the news. Still, it came as a genuine surprise that he had a six-year-old child—let alone that the boy had no mother…
Though her mind swirled with confusion, Ha Yeon deliberately raised her voice to keep her anxious expression hidden from the child.
“Ever tried this before?”
Ha Yeon gathered bubbles into a round shape, then poked a hole through it with her finger.
“Ta-da! An apple!”
“How on earth does that look like an apple?”
Would it really hurt you to just go along with it?
“What about this, then? Ta-da! Poop!”
Ha Yeon grinned confidently—surely, this one couldn’t fail to get a laugh.
“Ew, gross.”
Ji Hoo promptly squashed the bubble she offered with his hand. Tough kid. You’re probably the first child ever not to laugh at poop.
Tch, failure. Ha Yeon pouted and proceeded to wash Ji Hoo. Oddly enough, an almost compulsive urge kept surfacing: she really wanted to make him smile.
[This is the timeline separator]The next morning, Ha Yeon woke up at 6 a.m. and sat at her dressing table to do a full makeup job.
She couldn’t remember the last time she’d applied makeup so meticulously. One thing was certain: after her parents passed away, the three years spent scrambling just to survive had left no room for proper makeup at all.
“This much should make Ji Hoo happy, right?”
Ha Yeon awkwardly smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Though she briefly felt self-conscious—was all this really necessary?—if Ji Hoo wanted it, she could easily apply full makeup every single day.
Ha Yeon lifted her chin proudly and went to wake Ji Hoo.
“Ji Hoo, time to get up.”
The boy stretched, rubbed his eyes, and jumped in surprise upon seeing Ha Yeon.
“S-Sister?”
Well, of course—it’s me, your sister! Ha Yeon fluttered her false eyelashes, awaiting his compliment on how pretty she looked. But the expected reaction never came.
“Did you… eat something weird yesterday?”
What’s with that? Seriously, that’s all you’ve got to say? Ha Yeon exhaled sharply, utterly speechless.
“You said you wanted to show off to your friends, right?”
Ha Yeon made her effort blatantly obvious, and Ji Hoo scratched his head, looking uncomfortable.
“Well… that’s true, but…”
What was *that* reaction about? Seeing Ha Yeon’s eyebrows twitch, Ji Hoo sighed softly and continued.
“…Fine, I get it.”
He said he understood—but why did she still feel so uneasy? Puzzled, Ha Yeon helped him get ready.
When they came downstairs for breakfast, Mi Ran burst into laughter.
“Do you have a special appointment today, by any chance?”
“No, nothing like that.”
“I thought maybe you were off to a fashion show or something—you look like a totally different person all made up like that.”
Ha Yeon interpreted “a totally different person” as “you look pretty” and grinned bashfully. See? I just don’t usually dress up, but look how stunning I am when I do.
“Thank you.”
Ji Hoo, who was eating breakfast, flinched slightly upon seeing Ha Yeon smiling and thanking Mi Ran.
When it was time to leave for kindergarten, Ji Hoo and Ha Yeon walked to the front gate—and the kindergarten van pulled up.
“Oh, hello! I’ve heard about you—you’re the new one, right?”
The teacher who stepped out of the van greeted Ha Yeon cheerfully.
“Yes, hello. I’ll be taking care of Ji Hoo from now on. I appreciate your help.”
Ha Yeon also offered a warm, friendly greeting.
Once Ji Hoo climbed onto the yellow minibus and took his seat, Ha Yeon waved energetically, calling out, “Have a good day!” Ji Hoo, however, simply stared at her without waving back.
By now, she had somewhat grasped his personality, so she didn’t feel particularly disappointed. Instead, Ha Yeon waved even more enthusiastically until the bus disappeared from view.
Feeling satisfied that she’d flawlessly completed her morning routine, Ha Yeon entered the house with a spring in her step.
Min Je sat on the living room sofa, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper.
“Good morning, Director.”
Min Je, hearing Ha Yeon’s voice, looked up—and choked. *She* went out like *that* to send Ji Hoo off?
The sight of Ha Yeon, whose appearance would suit an evening gala or a special exhibition, left him utterly flabbergasted. Yesterday she’d had that puffy, ramen-bloated face; today, she startled him bright and early with excessive makeup.
Noticing Min Je coughing, Ha Yeon raised one eyebrow.
“You’re not reacting like that because of me, are you?”
Her voice carried an oddly chilly edge, prompting Min Je to clear his throat and quickly adjust his expression. Somehow, her face radiated a firm resolve not to accept any remarks about her appearance.
“No, I just… good job, that’s all.”
He mumbled vaguely and gestured for her to carry on. As if nothing had happened, Ha Yeon smiled and gave a slight bow.
“Yes, then I’ll take my leave.”
Glancing briefly at Ha Yeon’s retreating figure as she climbed the stairs, Min Je slowly stroked his chin. Such a strange, unpredictable woman. Honestly, he hadn’t expected her to go to this much effort.
To go this far over a mere request from a little child—was this just her nature? Or was Ji Hoo truly special to her? Min Je’s gaze deepened with thought.
Unaware of Min Je’s musings, Ha Yeon pulled out her phone the moment she reached the second floor and opened an app called “Kids’ Note.” Designed for daycare updates and photos of the children, the app allowed parents to stay informed.
“Wow, the world really has improved…”
Ha Yeon chuckled softly as she scrolled through Ji Hoo’s previous photos.
“All his expressions look exactly the same.”
No matter how many photos she checked, Ji Hoo’s expression hardly varied. Once again, worry crept in.
‘Well… I dunno. Just, you know, same as usual.’
Ji Hoo’s reply to her question about kindergarten replayed in her mind. A child describing kindergarten life as merely “same as usual”—it unsettled her, as if he felt that way about *everything* in life.
At that moment, Ji Hoo was playing with his friends at kindergarten.
“Who was that pretty sister waving at you this morning?”
“Is she your new mom?”
The children, having seen Ha Yeon earlier, couldn’t suppress their curiosity and gathered around Ji Hoo.
“No, not yet.”
Ji Hoo gave a brief reply and focused back on the block toy he was building.
“Oh, I see. So… what are you making?”
Intrigued by his unusually serious expression, the kids quickly shifted their attention to his creation.
Rather than typical constructions like airplanes, spaceships, or robots, Ji Hoo was assembling an unusual shape.
“What does this look like to you?”
When Ji Hoo held up his finished block structure and asked, the children’s expressions turned slightly odd.
“No way—that’s poop, isn’t it?”
“Teacher! Ji Hoo made poop out of blocks!”
“Huh? Who made what?”
The teacher doubted her own ears. Ji Hoo—the most composed and exemplary child in her rambunctious class of six-year-olds—had *what*?
“Guess I did a good job, since you recognized it right away.”
A rare smile appeared on Ji Hoo’s face: the mischievous grin of a typical prankster his age.
“Well, Ji Hoo, you really did a great job with the… uh… poop.”
The teacher offered an awkward compliment. After all, kids will be kids—even making poop out of blocks during playtime wasn’t entirely out of the question.
“But still, maybe try making something else next time, okay?”
Yet, as an educator tasked with fostering creativity and diversity, she couldn’t skip this gentle reminder.
[This is the timeline separator]Ha Yeon couldn’t understand why the day felt so short as she prepared Ji Hoo’s bedtime.
After searching for Ji Hoo’s photos in the morning and then spending the afternoon in her studio agonizing over “What should I draw?”, it was suddenly time for Ji Hoo to return from kindergarten—and once he did, time flew even faster, rushing straight to bedtime.
Ha Yeon sat beside Ji Hoo, who was already lying in bed, and gazed quietly at his face. Lit softly by the yellow nightlight, his features looked delicately adorable.
“Our Ji Hoo is so handsome—he’ll probably be quite popular, huh?”
Ha Yeon smiled and gently swept his hair back.
“Well… I guess I am, kind of.”
Good grief—where had he picked up such a tone? His shamelessly confident attitude drew an involuntary chuckle from her.
Suddenly, Kang Min Jae’s face flashed through her mind. He’d probably react the same way—wearing that arrogant expression, as if boasting genes of inherent superiority. Though she’d admittedly been drawn to that very charm, the more she thought about it, the more an odd, bitter emotion welled up.
“When someone compliments you like that, you’re supposed to humbly say, ‘Oh no, I’m not popular at all.’”
Ha Yeon decided it wasn’t too late to teach “Little Kang Min Jae” a lesson in modesty.
“You want me to lie?”
Ji Hoo asked, eyes wide with surprise, leaving Ha Yeon momentarily stunned.
“No, it’s not about lying…”
“Then why deny it, if it’s true?”
“…”
Words failed her. Ha Yeon blinked, then let out a quiet sigh. Fine—adults just have to lose sometimes. What’s the point of winning against a kid, anyway? Having mentally justified her surrender, Ha Yeon casually changed the subject.
“Does your dad always come home this late?”
“When there’s a new exhibition scheduled, pretty much, yeah.”
Seeing the boy’s expression dim briefly, Ha Yeon instantly regretted her question—had she carelessly hurt him?
‘Why does everything have to be so difficult…’
She smiled outwardly, hiding her inner self-reproach.
“But don’t worry—I’m here now! Your sister’s by your side, so you’ve got nothing to worry about!”
“Really? You don’t seem all that reliable, though…”
What? Are you really going to push it to the end? Just as Ha Yeon flinched, Ji Hoo suddenly giggled—as if he’d never said anything at all. His eyes sparkled like stars as he laughed.
“Honestly, where else could you find someone as dependable as me? No matter how tough things get, you really ought to learn how to judge people better.”
Ha Yeon clicked her tongue and exaggerated her tone on purpose. She couldn’t explain why this feeling always struck her around Ji Hoo—
A mix of pity, tenderness, and bittersweet ache…
Perhaps because, in Ji Hoo—armed with thorns like a hedgehog, hiding his vulnerability—she saw her own reflection. Though she couldn’t precisely define this tangled emotion, one thing was clear: she genuinely wanted to help him.
Min Je entered the dark house and silently climbed the stairs, stopping in front of Ji Hoo’s room. Checking on Ji Hoo before bed had become impossible; now, merely glancing at his sleeping face had become routine.
Once again, the heavy weight of guilt and regret clinging to his heart made his chest tighten.
Click. Careful not to wake Ji Hoo, he slowly opened the door—and his eyes widened at the unexpected sight: Ha Yeon, sitting beside Ji Hoo’s bed, had dozed off face-down in an awkward position.
‘Why on earth is she sleeping here… like this?’
How uncomfortable must this be? He approached her to wake her gently.
A soft smile rested on her face, as if she were enjoying a pleasant dream.
‘Looks like she was born to inconvenience others.’
Min Je slowly shook her shoulder.
“Hey, Miss Jang Ha Yeon. Wake up.”
“Mmm…” Ha Yeon blinked groggily. Seeing a handsome man before her, she flickered her eyes, unsure if she was still dreaming—then, realizing it was Kang Min Jae, she jolted upright in alarm.
“Oh—I must’ve dozed off for a moment! I’ll be off, then.”
Embarrassed, she hurried to leave the room, but Min Je called after her.
“Wait—this…”
“Yes?”
Ha Yeon turned, bewildered, to accept whatever he was holding out to her.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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