“Well, we should do as my son said, right?”
If it’s what her son said…
Gyo Hwan faced the stiffened Hannah with a sense of foreboding and firmly opened his tightly closed lips.
“I will break off the engagement.”
“…!”
In his unwavering gaze, there was a chilling coldness that could freeze one’s heart.
“If my son doesn’t want it, I will never get married.”
“Hyo Jin.”
“Huh? Professor…!”
That afternoon.
Hyo Jin, sitting on the bed and knitting, turned her stiff neck when she saw Yong Hoon entering the hospital room.
“What are you doing? Instead of lying down while saying you’re in pain.”
“I was lying down for a long time, and my back hurts.”
Hyo Jin put the doll she made for Seung Yul in a basket and covered it with a lid.
“But how did you know to come here?”
“Why didn’t you contact me? You got hurt because of Seung Yul, and you think I can just sit still.”
Yong Hoon, who came to the hospital at Gyo Hwan’s request, smiled sarcastically, as if asking quickly.
Gyo Hwan had asked Yong Hoon to take care of Hyo Jin until he returned from taking Seung Yul to the Sangrimwon.
“Shh! It’s an absolute secret from Grandma.”
Hyo Jin was nervous that the news of her getting hit by a stone might reach her grandmother, who was already opposed to it.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have dragged you into this.”
Yong Hoon, who introduced them out of his affection for his granddaughter, seemed unfamiliar to Hyo Jin as if he had unnecessarily involved her in a mud fight.
“Oh, no. I’m very grateful.”
“…?”
“To be honest, when the professor introduced you as a pitiful child, I didn’t quite understand what he meant. But now that I’ve experienced it, I think I understand.”
Rather than complaining about how difficult it was, Hyo Jin’s gratitude made Yong Hoon’s eyes warm with gratitude.
“I actually had something I was curious about, Professor.”
Hyo Jin turned her body as if to welcome Yong Hoon, who seemed to have come at the right time.
“Why did you oppose the marriage?”
“Huh?”
“You said the professor hit your father and told him to break up. Is that true? Really?”
Others would want to marry into the family.
“Oh, that?”
Yong Hoon let out a bitter sigh with a wry smile.
“I had a fiancée.”
“Really?”
Hyo Jin’s eyes widened in surprise.
Had they been engaged since they were so young? That was even before Seung Yul was born.
How old was Kang Hanna, by the way?
“Choi Seo Bang says it wasn’t his own choice to marry her, but even if he didn’t agree, would the adults allow him to give away his daughter?”
Yong Hoon, who left his daughter behind in despair shortly after getting married less than two years ago, still regretted not opposing until the end.
Of course, if he had done that, his grandson Yul wouldn’t have been able to make fun of him.
“But why does Father want to marry into that family again?”
It would have been better if Seung Yul had broken up when his mom got married. Seung Yul doesn’t even like that woman.
“There’s a saying that if you want to catch a tiger, you have to enter the tiger’s den.”
With a sigh, Yong Hoon’s worries deepened as he looked into the distance.
“But can you take your young child to such a dangerous place? If his mom was there, it might be different.”
“….”
“So I was going to send him to boarding school and go in alone, but it turned out like this….”
He couldn’t ignore the planned marriage either. Yong Hoon, who knew better than anyone the situation of Gyo Hwan, who couldn’t overlook what happened with his son, forced a bitter smile.
That evening, Sangrimwon.
Gyo Hwan’s gaze, serious more than ever, swept the dressing room after finishing showering.
He put on a wellfitted shirt on his tight and firm body, buttoned it up, and put on a necktie.
With one eyebrow raised, he checked his appearance in the fulllength mirror while putting on the cuffs, his gaze as intense as preparing for the final battle.
“Oh, our son looks very handsome, doesn’t he?”
Gyo Hwan, who had changed his clothes, put on a vest over his white shirt and tightened Seung Yul’s checked trousers neatly.
“Dad, do I have to accept the apology?”
Was there dissatisfaction? Seung Yul’s slightly pouting eyes, rolling like an owl, were so adorable.
“Why? Don’t you want to reconcile when someone apologizes, Yul?”
“When you receive an apology, you have to reconcile. I don’t want to reconcile.”
“Yul?”
Jahyeon, who came up to pick up Seung Yul before the appointed time, opened her mouth as if to prevent a future dispute.
“No matter how angry you are, it’s good manners to pretend you can’t beat an adult when they apologize.”
“Adults are adults in their own way too.”
Gyo Hwan lifted the dissatisfied child in his arms as if to meet eye to eye.
“It’s natural for the person who made a mistake to apologize, but you don’t need to accept the apology just because you think the other person is sincere.”
“Really?”
“Since the fault is on their side. If you don’t want to accept the apology, you don’t have to.”
No need to bother with such etiquette.
“Then what about marrying Aunt Hanna?”
“…?”
“Dad doesn’t like Aunt Hanna either. So why do you want to marry her?”
“Yul, that’s… It’s adults’ business. It’s not something a child should interfere with.”
As Jahyeon worried about the possibility of a broken engagement, he patted Seung Yul’s back.
“That’s right. It’s as Grandma said, it’s adults’ business.”
There’s no need for you, a child, to worry about it.
Gyo Hwan put his hand into Seung Yul’s glossy curly hair and whispered softly in his ear.
“But if Yul doesn’t want to, we won’t do it.”
Seung Yul’s eyes widened, and his lips parted.
“Really?”
“So, Yul, do as you wish. Today, Dad will take responsibility.”
“…”
“Today, Yul is the protagonist.”
With a light tap, Gyo Hwan touched the butterflyshaped necktie and gently stamped a kiss on Seung Yul’s cheek.
Feeling the warmth of his lips spreading across his cheek, Seung Yul’s heart swelled so much that it felt like it would burst.
Dad, who had always been on the side of others, was now on my side.
“Let’s go.”
Seung Yul, who had descended to the ground, tightly grasped his dad’s hand and confidently headed to the battlefield.
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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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