“What do you mean?”
She couldn’t understand why Si Heon, who didn’t want to hear it, brought up that topic.
Si Heon couldn’t understand why he felt so disgusted.
He didn’t realize he’d become someone who was so obsessed with marriage.
“Aren’t you ashamed that I’m your husband?”
Ye Seul licked her parched lips.
She could feel the man’s heavy breath too close.
The cold eyes, unmasked, pierced her.
“No…that’s not it.”
Would it have been different if their relationship had been like normal people’s, where they loved each other, dated, and met that way?
They were in a marriage for divorce.
“It’s not normal!”
Ye Seul spat out as if shouting, her eyes wide open.
“A relationship where only a contract exists, no love or anything.”
“But isn’t that the most certain thing? More than incomplete feelings that can disappear according to the fragile will of love… Isn’t this relationship the most perfect marriage?”
Ye Seul looked at Si Heon with a slightly bewildered expression.
What does this man think the feeling of loving someone is?
“A perfect marital relationship would be based on affection.”
Most people Si Heon knows choose a partner based on conditions.
Only one person, his mother, had thrown everything away for love.
And that marriage had failed.
“You mean affection?”
“Yes. Love. A marriage without love is like a broken bridge waiting to be severed.”
The emotion welling up inside Ye Seul made her voice rise.
“Love, that’s nice.”
Si Heon’s lips twisted up as if mocking Ye Seul’s words.
The marriage based on love that Si Heon knew had absurdly collapsed.
‘I regret…not doing as father said. I must have been crazy… Please…end this pain.’
As her mother’s condition worsened, her pain was so severe that the painkillers didn’t help.
At such times, she clung to Byung Suk with a distorted face, denying love.
She clung to Byung Suk as if he were a god who could save her from the pain, and pushed Si Heon away.
It was a futile emotion.
“If that’s what’s needed for marriage…”
Si Heon lifted Ye Seul’s chin.
Ye Seul held her breath for a moment.
His dark eyes stared at Ye Seul.
“We can fall in love. Miss Ye Seul.”
Is he serious?
Ye Seul blinked her eyes.
Perhaps it was due to the alcohol, but today, Si Heon’s thick, densely packed eyebrows, the fine lashes casting delicate shadows, and the sleekly trimmed sharp nose…
And those lips that urged me to love myself seemed fascinating.
My mouth dried up, swallowing saliva.
I must be crazy.
“Is that an emotion that can be controlled at will?”
Ye Seul chuckled.
How would I cope if such an emotion arose?
This man doesn’t believe in love. No, he rather scoffs at it.
“I thought Ye Seul would want to indulge in such sentiment…….”
Si Heon’s calm demeanor was irritating.
“I’ve said it from the start. If you want to love me, you can.”
“Ha……. I guess it’s because of the bet.”
It was on my mind all day.
No, this man was on my mind yesterday, and the day before.
Every time I opened my eyes, closed them, and breathed, it felt like I was becoming intoxicated by the everyday stimuli this man gave, as if addicted to sweet chocolate.
My head was dizzy. I bit my teeth hard, saying I shouldn’t be swept away.
“Do you think I’ll fall for you if you provoke me like this?”
I am in such a hurry, why are you so fine?
Ye Seul was piqued.
“Even if you can’t, at least pretend to love perfectly. I never thought of you as not my wife.”
Si Heon did not hide the fact that he was married.
When asked about his wife, he would respond that she had gone to study abroad.
Knowing he was going to divorce, he didn’t want to deny having a wife.
“When you go back to Paris, you won’t see these people, so there’s no need for you to hide it either, right?”
“You really…….”
Irritation was welling up. It felt like this man had been making fun of me all along.
I wanted to see those quiet black eyes of the man disturbed and shaken.
Just like when Si Heon teased me and I was flustered and clumsily flustered, I wish he would be the same.
Si Heon’s breath grazes my forehead.
I was conscious of Si Heon’s finger touching the lower lip.
The end of the lip was tickling, and Ye Seul sucked her lips.
The palm of my hand touching Si Heon’s chest was hot.
“Mr. Baek Si Heon.”
Ye Seul called Si Heon, suppressing her boiling emotions.
“Yes. Miss Ye Seul.”
The man’s black eyes glistened.
Ye Seul was leaning against the wall by the front door, and Si Heon was looking down at her, slightly stroking her chin.
Ye Seul took her hand off Si Heon’s chest and grabbed his hand that was playing with her lips.
And she squinted her eyes to look up at Si Heon.
Ye Seul lifted her head. A sharp jawline came into view.
Ye Seul took a deep breath.
It felt like my heart was broken.
Even though I’m angry with the man in front of me, why can’t I understand why my heart is racing?
Could it be because she was still hungover?
Ye Seul’s hand was caught, and Si Heon’s hand was still at her lips.
“If it’s pretending to love…….”
She spoke slowly in a provocative tone, parting her thick lips.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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