“Ugh. I knew it would be like this; I shouldn’t have lent him the worry doll. I really don’t like the idea of having a new stepmom.”
Unable to speak the truth, Hyo Jin felt awkward and her back became damp with sweat.
“Seung Yul, since it’s late today, should Teacher give you a ride home?”
“Already? Dad hasn’t even come yet.”
“Teacher has something important to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“I’ll tell you on the way.”
However, since Teacher said there was something to discuss, Seung Yul couldn’t refuse any longer and they went outside. The two walked side by side through the garden and returned to the love cottage where the bedrooms were.
“Teacher, by the way, what’s this thing you want to talk about?”
“Oh, that.”
Hyo Jin turned her head to face Seung Yul.
“Teacher, how about making one more worry doll?”
“A worry doll? Why?”
“After thinking about it when Dad mentioned it, I thought that having three dolls to share worries might be better than two. Since you made Love and Mucci, how about making Berry this time?”
Love, Berry, Mucci.
“Sure.”
Whatever Teacher did was fine.
“And how about going to the amusement park together this weekend?”
“Amusement park?”
“Baby and I have never been to one together before. I want to pack a delicious lunchbox and go on a picnic.”
“Really? Awesome.”
Seung Yul, eager to go immediately, sat up on the bed and flapped her legs like wings.
Knock, knock.
The sound of someone knocking on the door from outside, like an uninvited guest, was heard.
“Yul-ah.”
“Shh, I think Dad’s here.”
Huh, did he follow me?
Instead of entering the room directly, he knocked.
Hyo Jin covered Seung Yul’s puzzled head with a blanket.
Baby, it’s okay. Dad already knows you’re with me.
Seung Yul felt like if her dad came in, he might scold Teacher just like before.
“Yul-ah, are you still awake?”
Seung Yul, who had opened the door for Gyo Hwan, turned her attention and asked.
“Dad, where did you go?”
“Oh, I went outside for a little while to take care of something.”
“What something?”
“One of my juniors who’s preparing for the lawyer’s exam asked me to teach him, so I went to see him.”
Gyo Hwan glanced around the room suspiciously, tugging at the edge of the blanket.
“What’s in the blanket? I thought I heard some noise from outside.”
Oh my, he’s not even taking revenge on a child or anything.
Hyo Jin, hiding in the blanket, chuckled.
“No, there’s nothing.”
Seung Yul, her shoulders shrugging, leaned against the blanket-covered Hyo Jin as if she were a cushion.
“It’s a pillow, a pillow.”
“Is that so?”
Gyo Hwan acted like he knew everything but decided to play along anyway since Seung Yul came out so determinedly.
“You should hurry up and wash and go to sleep, right?”
He even gestured for them to leave as if they were bothering him.
“Okay, got it.”
As Gyo Hwan closed the door, Seung Yul quickly detached herself from Hyo Jin’s back and dampened the blanket.
“Teacher, are you okay?”
Phew. Seung Yul’s hand came to rest on Hyo Jin’s disheveled hair as she exhaled the breath she had been holding.
Seung Yul gently tucked the strands of hair back in place using her fern-like fingers, giving her disheveled hair a neat look. She smiled softly.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Her dimples appeared as her lips curled.
“Because you’re beautiful.”
Little rascal. Where on earth did she learn such sweetness?
“Thank you.”
Hyo Jin, who wanted to bite her, kissed Seung Yul’s cheek gently and then discreetly slipped out of the room.
“Teacher Bommie, what brings you here in the middle of the night?”
Just as she had come out of the bathroom after her shower, Gyo Hwan was in the living room, his lower body wrapped in a towel while the ceiling lights bathed him in their glow.
“Dad! What if you come out without clothes? Teacher’s watching.”
Seung Yul’s face turned all shades of red, as if she were the one who saw something she shouldn’t have.
Why is he taking it off now? Is it because he didn’t say anyone was here earlier?
The well-defined muscles that resembled a spiderweb spread across his broad shoulders, his strong biceps bulging like he had just eaten the forbidden fruit.
Wide shoulders with taut muscles extending like a net, all of it brilliantly disrupting Hyo Jin’s already flustered consciousness.
“Why? I told you to shower earlier, didn’t I? Didn’t you say no one was here earlier?”
“Hurry, put on your clothes. Teacher doesn’t like it.”
With a stern expression, Gyo Hwan looked at Hyo Jin.
“Did you talk about any secrets behind my back?”
“No.”
Hyo Jin couldn’t help but let out a sigh as she unknowingly trembled in her voice, tracing the contours of the finely polished upper body like a diamond.
“Teacher, let’s go quickly. Dad seems really crazy.”
Seung Yul pushed her back, thinking the teacher was too shocked to speak.
“Well, I’ll go then.”
Hyo Jin suppressed her anger and crossed the garden.
Although she acted as if nothing had happened in front of the child, as soon as she entered the house, she slammed the door in shock.
Even though it was brief, the image of the closely engraved upper body did not fade from her mind.
Even for a moment, the indelible imprint of their entwined bodies remained in her mind.
As I recalled the strange heat and excitement that enveloped my entire body during the kiss earlier, a peculiar sensation coursed through me, causing my lower abdomen to quiver uncontrollably.
No, I shouldn’t be thinking such impure thoughts, especially since I’m a teacher responsible for educating innocent children.
After cooling down the sensual heat that had surged through me with a shower, I wrapped my wet hair in a towel and came out, only to find that my phone had received a message.
“Did it go well? I sent a text message because I was afraid Seung Yul might overhear if we talked.”
“Yes, I’m about to shower and sleep.”
The indicator that he had read my message disappeared, and a reply came.
“Did you clean up well?”
Why does every word he says sound so suggestive?
But in reality, he seemed unfazed.
Hyojin felt even more flustered, thinking that the sensual demon might be fixated on her.
“Come to the dining table.”
“?”
On top of the workbook he had laid out earlier, he had meticulously corrected the explanations in his neat handwriting.
“I solved the problems I asked earlier, in case you were curious.”
Even his handwriting seemed to embody his attractive and sensuous curves.
“Did you have anything to say to me?”
“I do.”
Hyojin initially wrote, “I feel so secure with you,” but then erased it. If he were in front of her, she wouldn’t have been able to express it. But she mustered the courage to type it out.
“I love you.”
When I sent the heart emoji, it felt like I could hear his satisfied laughter in my ear.
“No matter how much my name is Gyo Hwan, there will be no refunds or returns.”
Hyojin couldn’t believe that such a joke could come out of her father’s mouth, whom she had always thought of as cold and stern.
Hyojin had never experienced love before, but at first, she did it for Yul and for herself. She could feel that trying to change like this was what love was all about.
“Thank you. I’ll study harder and become a wonderful woman worthy of you, Dad.”
So that she wouldn’t become insignificant compared to her father.
“Even now, it’s enough for me. Yul and your presence by my side make Sam the most wonderful woman to me. So, go to bed early.”
Even Gyo Hwan, after his wife left, had never wished for someone so desperately before.
“Let’s go to the amusement park with Yul on the weekend. I want to meet her confidently after getting proper permission from Yul.”
Up until then, Hyo Jin, who could only have a secret relationship like this, sent a goodnight kiss emoji to his phone instead of his face.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
