She told herself that growing up means dealing skillfully with such things.
“I’ll bring the wine.”
“Do you need any help?”
Ye Seul pulled on the hem of Si Heon’s turning tshirt. Si Heon turned around and spoke in a tender tone.
“It’s alright. Wait here.”
Si Heon, who had come to the kitchen, stood still, catching his breath in front of the wine cellar.
Thinking of his lover in France, he deliberately irritated Ye Seul by drawing a line towards Si Heon. Every time Si Heon moved, she was like a skittish cat, cute with nerves, so he thought to tease her a little.
It was an accident. When he pulled her arm, Ye Seul unexpectedly fell into his arms. Si Heon dropped her from his arms, fearing his racing heart, like a broken pendulum, would be discovered. He didn’t mean to see her face…
The moment he saw her long, flickering eyelashes and the glossy eyes like the surface of coated chocolate, he couldn’t think of anything.
He believed himself to be someone who had good control, but he made a mistake.
Mumbling something about adaptive training, he fled quickly to the kitchen, afraid that his flustered appearance would be discovered.
The fingertips choosing the wine began to tremble finely.
Ye Seul seemed to have released her tension and slumped down on the sofa.
Since returning home, she had been continuously tense and tired.
Ye Seul leaned her head against the back of the sofa.
Her body felt heavy, like a waterlogged cotton.
Time was nearing midnight.
It had not been two days since she left De Gaulle Airport, but it felt like a month had passed.
“Is this okay?”
Ye Seul muttered, huddling up her body.
Why did she make such a bet when she should have just been ambitious about the workshop?
An extension of the marriage, a strange contract with a man who was not normal…
Yet, thinking of her grandmother, Ye Seul shook her head.
It was her grandmother who took in Ye Seul, who had nowhere to go after losing her parents in a fire when she was a child.
Although she was strict and rarely showed affection, she worried about Ye Seul until the moment she closed her eyes.
Baek Si Heon was the husband that such a grandmother had chosen for her.
‘Si Heon is different from your grandfather. Even if our clothes just brush against each other, we are destined. Why would I choose your husband just for the Baek family’s money? Ye Seul, don’t worry about anything.’
She wanted to believe in her grandmother.
Moreover, in the end, Ye Seul had gained more from this marriage than she had lost.
Wouldn’t that be enough?
She was supposed to get a divorce without getting involved with Baek Si Heon, but she got too entangled.
He was not only her husband but also a business partner.
Could she finally set up in the kitchen tomorrow?
What would the work environment of Baek Song Pastry be like?
“It would be nice if the oven was similar to the one I used in Paris…”
As her eyelids weighed down heavily, the clinking sounds gradually receded in her ears.
((()))((()))((()))
A faint light cast over the bed through the glass window. It was a room where the delicate scent of the incense stick was not felt at all. The bedding emanated the sweet scent of fabric softener.
Where is this?
Her consciousness, which was gradually becoming clear, realized that this place was not her room.
She tried to curl up her body, but it was not easy. She opened her eyes due to the weight she felt on her chest.
A man’s solid arm was wrapped around her above her chest. She felt the man’s regular breath on her neck.
Yes. This man behind my back. My husband, Baek Si Heon.
To live with a husband who only existed on paper and whom I thought I would divorce…
Ye Seul didn’t remember when she came to the bed. She definitely fell asleep on the sofa…
Lying together in bed, it felt like a real married couple, just as Si Heon had said.
“Is this kind of feeling contagious?”
A real married couple.
For three months, it wasn’t bad if they thought it meant they could become family to each other.
Ye Seul always missed the existence of a family.
Ye Seul gently lifted Si Heon’s arm and got up.
He seems to sleep a lot in the morning. His sleeping figure looked younger than his age. His hair stretching towards the ceiling looked cute for some reason.
From the first day I saw it, it was a really big bed. It was large enough for four or five adults to lie down comfortably. Had Si Heon been living alone in such a large bed?
His words about keeping the chastity and maintaining the honor came to mind.
Ye Seul shook her head.
It didn’t make sense that a handsome, rich, and affectionate man had no woman for seven years.
Looking at his actions towards Ye Seul, it seemed like he was familiar with women.
This was the first time she was so confused and her heart beat so much for one man.
Ye Seul reached out to touch Si Heon’s stretched hair. Soft black hair touched her fingertips. It found its place even when she pressed it slightly.
“What are you doing?”
The man looked up at Ye Seul with a lazy face. Although it would have been nice if there was a sign of sleep on his justawoken face, it was only beautiful like a concept photo after waking up.
“Bonjour. ma chérie. (Good morning, darling.)”
While Ye Seul was lost, staring at Si Heon, he greeted her with a tap on her hand.
“Bonjour.”
Ignoring the word darling, Ye Seul reflexively responded.
Si Heon sat up and gently grabbed Ye Seul’s wrist.
“Mr. Si Heon.”
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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