Thinking about it, it was always Sa-jun’s share to be jealous and the child’s to boil.
That’s probably why the one who loves more is at a disadvantage.
Tae-hee looked at Sa-jun, who was sitting beside her with a sullen expression, with sparkling eyes.
“It’s fascinating. How can you become so beautiful in just a week? Kang Sa-jun, our son is so handsome, isn’t he?”
Sa-jun reluctantly gave his son a glance.
It was a better appearance than a week ago, but in Sa-jun’s objectively critical eyes, his son was still far from being handsome.
However, if he said otherwise, he felt like he would be in trouble, so he nodded his head clearly.
The time that the loving gaze of the woman lingered on me was only three seconds.
Having heard the answer she wanted, Tae-hee turned her gaze back to her son.
That was hurtful. Where did Min Tae-hee, who asked with a troubled face if she was still pretty, if Sa-jun still got excited seeing her, go?
Now, Sa-jun wanted to ask Tae-hee instead. Am I not cool? Do you have feelings for me, even a little bit? Is our son better than me?
Saying that would surely result in a slap from Min Tae-hee.
Even after becoming parents, nagging about what would happen if they acted immaturely was a given.
I recalled the content I saw in parenting books.
After childbirth, women’s interest in their husbands drops sharply due to the decrease in female hormones, and husbands stick to their wives, but wives find it annoying and pour their attention only on the child.
I thought it was absurd, but Sa-jun was experiencing it firsthand.
“So beautiful like that?”
“Wouldn’t I be pretty? Then?”
Tae-hee rolled her eyes.
Even with just that fresh gaze, the fever rose in Sa-jun’s body, which had just cooled down with cold water.
I endured for a whopping four months, and I had to endure for another three months, so it made sense.
“Where am I pretty?”
“From head to toe, you’re all pretty. You’re our child.”
Still fixated on her son, Tae-hee continued to answer, and a sense of loneliness surged in Sa-jun.
Can’t you take a look at me, too, not just our son?
But saying that hurt his pride.
From the moment I first met Min Tae-hee until now, I’ve always wanted to be a cool, reliable, and perfect man for Min Tae-hee.
Instead of expressing his feelings of sadness, Sa-jun lowered his face and pressed his lips close to her cute ear.
“I find you more beautiful.”
Deciding to express more affection as she might feel upset about not getting attention.
“In any appearance you have. Even if your eyes turn inside out.”
How much I love you. That there is no one else for me.
“I would die without you.”
Tae-hee’s face, looking at Sa-jun again with round eyes, brightened.
Instead of asking why she was like that, Sa-jun waited silently.
Sniffing, Tae-hee wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and then leaned on Sa-jun.
“Could you hold me and our baby for a while?”
As Sa-jun reached out to embrace her slender shoulders, the baby in Tae-hee’s arms also ended up in Sa-jun’s arms.
Leaning her head against his chest, Tae-hee looked up at Sa-jun.
“Sa-jun, I’m so happy right now. How about you?”
Mulling over the word ‘happiness,’ Sa-jun recalled the current situation.
Desires piled up, monotonous work at the company overflowed, and the woman he loved showed more interest in the child than in him.
There were actually no immediate reasons to say he was happy.
Yet, his lips moved on their own.
“I’m happy.”
With his lips pressed against Tae-hee’s round forehead, Sa-jun gently touched the baby’s cheek with his fingertips.
As if in response, the baby opened its eyes faintly.
As the squirming black pupils stared intently, an indescribable warm energy heated Sa-jun’s chest.
He wanted to protect and make them happy.
The woman he loved and the child born to that woman.
Sa-jun tightened his arms around Tae-hee, and a smile escaped from him.
It was a smile born out of happiness.
This is what happiness is, he thought.
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
