Only then did Sa-jun’s gaze, blurred with tears, turn towards the baby cradled in the nurse’s arms.
Not knowing who the baby resembled, he couldn’t help but think that the baby’s personality might not be ordinary, given the way he tormented his mother for nearly eight hours.
Perhaps that’s why Sa-jun’s gaze towards the baby was composed.
Although he knew he should appreciate the baby, considering the pain Tae-hee went through to give birth, his mind couldn’t follow his thoughts.
I lack paternal love. I might get scolded by Tae-hee again.
While Sa-jun reproached himself, looking at the closed door of the delivery room, the three adults praised the newborn baby without hesitation, their laughter filled with joy.
“That guy is something, even growling in his first cry. We could make him a singer.”
“Father, his nose is perfectly shaped. Didn’t he turn out as handsome as Sa-jun?”
“Why is the newborn so pretty? Seeing the redness of the skin, the baby must be really fair… Oh my, he opened his eyes!”
At Ok-hee’s surprised voice, Sa-jun unknowingly looked at the baby.
The baby, who barely opened one eye, seemed to have both eyes open.
Yet, with glistening black pupils, it felt like the baby was looking at Sa-jun.
It might be an illusion, but Sa-jun felt that way.
When the baby met Sa-jun’s gaze, the crying ceased, as if recognizing his dad.
It felt like the baby was whispering, “Please appreciate me a little.”
In the eyes of the baby, shining like black obsidian, Sa-jun felt his gaze being completely taken away.
A baby with the blood of Min Tae-hee and me. When this thought suddenly crossed his mind, his feelings became indescribably strange.
Sa-jun couldn’t help but stop laughing as the bold gaze felt like Min Tae-hee looking at him. In that moment, he felt a faint desire to become a good dad despite his uncertainty.
Is this what paternal love feels like? Sa-jun awkwardly greeted for the first time.
“Hello, Lil’ Pro.”
To his accomplished son, whom he embraced in his arms.
Feeling the sensation of arms and legs being stretched, Tae-hee slowly woke up. Blinking her eyes weakly a few times, the blurry vision gradually cleared, and the vague figure became distinct.
Sa-jun with his composed gaze and expression appeared.
“Go back to sleep.”
His quietly spoken tone was calm. The composure felt somewhat hurtful yet strangely reassuring.
Considering his personality, he would pretend to be okay even if the other person was in distress.
Sa-jun always remained calm and perfect, adept at both playing along and having expectations.
“Hold me for a moment.”
At her request, as if waiting for it, Sa-jun lifted Tae-hee from the bed and carefully embraced her.
As always, Sa-jun’s embrace was cozy, emitting a pleasant scent.
So comforting. Only in this embrace could she finally breathe easily.
In the familiar yet thrilling comfort, Tae-hee, closing her eyes involuntarily, murmured a question.
“How’s our baby?”
It seemed that Sa-jun didn’t like Tae-hee asking about the baby, as he replied gruffly.
“He’s healthy. So, take care of yourself first.”
“I’ll take care of the baby, and you take care of me.”
Even in this moment, Tae-hee, not uttering a word, seemed adorable, prompting a low laughter from Sa-jun.
Finding that laughter pleasant, Tae-hee decided to play along a bit more.
“Kang Sa-jun, I really thought I was going to die. I saw stars.”
It was Sa-jun, of all people, so she felt she could expose her vulnerable side hidden beneath her tough exterior.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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