In Sa-jun’s arms, buried deep in the swing chair, Tae-hee was nestled like a quiet cat.
The sky, tinged with dawn light, was a beautiful blue.
“Sa-jun, if I were born as Min Yeon-seo from the beginning, we wouldn’t have ended up like this, right?”
“Do you think so?”
Sa-jun murmured with a voice filled with laughter.
“Of course, wouldn’t it be natural? Well, you know, there would never have been a reason for you to approach me first. I wouldn’t have had a reason to ask you to be friends. I would have lived as a man forever.”
Living as a man forever. Sa-jun closed his eyelids, chewing on the last words Tae-hee had said.
In a sight filled with darkness, a girl from the next room, who stared at her with her school uniform, appeared.
A white face, large eyes, a cute, slightly raised nose, plump lips closed tightly—Min Yeon-seo, the illegitimate daughter said to be the apple of Vice President Song Hyun’s eye.
How much more beautiful would the girl, who sparkled like a pearl even in the mud-like life, bloom in a bright and cozy life?
It was unimaginable how proud and arrogant her personality would be with pride that pierced the sky.
She would have been ignored like a roadside pebble by herself, who was rumored to be the heir to Seo-mun Group, regardless of her background or personality.
That indifference and arrogance became another stimulus, attracting attention, and ultimately led to this.
The reason was one.
Setting aside background or personality, Min Tae-hee, from her appearance alone, was Sa-jun’s perfect taste.
Whether it’s just the appearance, or a challenging and difficult personality that fits Sa-jun’s taste. There’s the pleasure of conquering, the joy of possessing, and the pleasure of being engulfed.
Somehow, she managed to approach him and somehow made him hers.
So, it was just a difference in how we started; in the end, it turned out like this. You became my woman, and I became your man, and our son will be Kang Juwon.
Beneath slowly raised eyelids,
heavy, downward-sloping long eyelashes, delicate breath escaping softly parted lips, a body slackened in my arms.
My wife, who made even unreasonable fantasies come true, was deeply immersed in a profound sleep in my embrace.
After asking a question and getting no response, falling asleep—it feels like cheating.
“Min Tae-hee.”
“……. ”
“Wife.”
“……. ”
“Juwon’s mom.”
There is no response to the heavy call that returns like the dawn air.
Well, it was understandable; she must be tired from consecutive overtime work, and even in bed, she must have struggled quite a bit.
Sa-jun, with his large hand cradling his wife’s cheek, whispered down to the nape of her neck where her face lay.
The answer to that call, unheard by the sleeping wife.
“Well, still, we eventually fell in love.”
The lips, angled slightly, descended toward the small face immersed in deep sleep.
Continuing to kiss the face of the beloved woman closely, he whispered like a spell.
Matching his lips to the tip of her nose, kissing her cheek, he confesses, “I really like you.”
Kissing her forehead, he swears that his love for her will never change, kissing her closed eyelids, he expresses his gratitude for being by his side.
Finally, inhaling a deep breath, he deeply kisses his wife’s lips.
With a warming heart, Sa-jun was convinced.
No matter what situation or appearance you have, in the end, I will love you.
Even if you don’t love me, I have made you love me.
That was our unchanging truth.
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
