Closing the door and returning to bed would be the most rational choice for Ye Seul.
She remembered that Si Heon had taken care of the studio family, and somehow she couldn’t take her step.
Wouldn’t it look unselfish to turn off the light and at least cover him with a blanket?
Like Si Heon always moved Ye Seul, who fell asleep on the sofa, to the bed and covered her with a blanket, she wanted to be a little nosy.
As soon as she opened the door, a large desk was visible right in front of her.
On the right, an orange auxiliary light dimly lit the room.
On the modern desk made of black glass, laptops and tablets were neatly arranged.
The wall was full of books.
Books on dessert, baking, and confectionery had a place on one side.
The moment Ye Seul turned her head to the left looking for Si Heon, she hesitated for a moment.
Ye Seul’s lips parted.
On the single bed that looked narrow, she found Si Heon asleep with a tablet on his chest and glasses on.
It was a bed that wasn’t there when Ye Seul looked around the study before.
The bed connected to the wall was a style that could be stored upright.
The first day she set foot in this house.
Si Heon had not spoken of the existence of this bed as if there was only one bed in the house.
Baek Si Heon. He’s a man who can’t be trusted after all.
Ye Seul pouted her lips and approached Si Heon’s side.
She looked down at the ignorant face sleeping unaware.
She cautiously placed her hands on the frames of Si Heon’s glasses around his temples.
She carefully took off Si Heon’s glasses from his face so as not to wake him.
Was he deeply asleep?
She couldn’t take her eyes off his pale face, now without glasses.
The neat and balanced features are captivating.
Every time he breathed, his solid chest muscles under the white tshirt fluttered.
Ye Seul swallowed her breath quietly, worrying that Si Heon might wake up.
Peeking at someone sleeping like this felt like doing something wrong.
In the quiet silence, Si Heon’s breathing echoes faintly.
As Ye Seul carefully picked up the tablet, the eyelashes that had been draped like curtains lifted.
His black pupils, still intoxicated by sleep, stared at Ye Seul.
His once blurry pupils gradually focused sharply.
“You appear in my dreams quite often today.”
Si Heon said with a deep voice, raising the corner of his mouth.
In his languid and arrogant smile, Ye Seul felt a suffocating pain.
“Or, did you come because you felt lonely on the side?”
Ye Seul held the tablet, just wetting her lips, looking for words to say.
“The door was open…”
“So, did you want to peek at me?”
Ye Seul furrowed her brows, her lips protruding slightly in a pout.
“What are you saying? I just came to close the door.”
“So, I shouldn’t be standing in front of you?”
Ye Seul turned her head and placed the tablet on the shelf next to her.
“I was worried that the bed might be uncomfortable since it’s also my responsibility.”
“As a wife?”
For some reason, Si Heon smiled as if pleased.
“Well… let’s say so. I’m going now. Get some more sleep.”
Ye Seul thought it would be better to get ready for work than to keep getting involved with Si Heon.
As she turned to leave, Si Heon’s hand overlaid hers.
The warmth of the touching skin made Ye Seul hesitate.
“I have to go.”
“I know.”
Si Heon pulled Ye Seul’s hand and leaned against the bed head.
Ye Seul chose to confront him rather than shake off his hand and leave.
“There was a bed here.”
Ye Seul said in a barely audible voice.
Si Heon covered his face with his hand and fell silent for a moment.
“I don’t think I mentioned anything…”
“You’re shameless.”
Si Heon chuckled and pulled Ye Seul closer.
Ye Seul sat down beside him, looking down at Si Heon.
Just getting closer made Si Heon’s scent stronger and her heart hurt.
Swallowing, Ye Seul looked down at their intertwined hands.
“Let’s just say I forgot about the existence of the bed in the study.”
“Liar.”
When Ye Seul bluntly responded, Si Heon chuckled.
“Our agreement was to share a bed, it doesn’t matter how many beds are in the house.”
‘You’re my wife, then who else do you share a bed with?’
Ye Seul had agreed to the condition of sharing one bed in marital life.
“Did you really want to share a bed with me that much?”
Ye Seul swallowed her words, about to call him cheeky.
Ye Seul was just as cheeky.
Curiosity about the existence of a husband and interest in the man called Baek Si Heon were driving Ye Seul.
Dreaming such dreams…
“Perhaps.”
Ye Seul swallowed dryly.
“Do you desire me?”
Would Ye Seul’s trembling be transmitted to Si Heon through her skin?
“Perhaps.”
She rolled her eyes at his relaxed expression in response to the uncertain answer.
“Liar.”
Si Heon threaded his fingers through hers.
His hands, with neatly trimmed nails and nicely visible blood lines, intertwined with Ye Seul’s ugly hands.
Ye Seul’s embarrassed fingers tensed up.
“When I found out in Paris that you were Ye Seul.”
Si Heon brought his lips to Ye Seul’s fingers.
The warm air enveloped Ye Seul’s fingers, coming and going with a soft touch.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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