As if proving his words, Secretary Choi showed the phone with the shattered screen he had been holding.
“And while trying to operate the phone, she got her finger pricked by the broken glass.”
“Oh dear, are you okay?”
Worriedly asking, Yerin tried to reassure her by smiling.
One hand was still held firmly by Secretary Choi.
“Although she says she’s fine now, it might be better to go to the hospital.”
Yerin agreed with that suggestion.
“Yes, that would be a good idea.”
“Then we’ll go up to Seoul first.”
Ihyun called Secretary Choi, who was passing by him again.
“Secretary Choi, about earlier in the fitting room. The door opened hastily, and I was trying to cover a secretary.”
“Yes, Director.”
“Just in case you might misunderstand.”
“I don’t misunderstand.”
Until a little while ago, I was curious about the relationship between Ihyun and Yerin, wanting to hear his story. But not now.
Because it was my fault that Nari’s phone screen cracked from my nonsense, and touching it, getting hurt—it all felt like my fault.
“I’ll go to the hospital first and contact you again.”
“Sure, go quickly.”
Nari winked at Yerin and disappeared with Secretary Choi.
“I can drive if you want…”
Secretary Choi opened the passenger seat door, considering Nari’s ease of getting in.
“If you use your hands more, the glass might embed deeper. Especially, I heard that the particles in the glass are so small that you can’t see them with the naked eye.”
Hearing that, Nari began to feel a bit scared.
Even though the bleeding had stopped, the fingertips that touched the screen still felt tingling.
Perhaps because Secretary Choi had driven Nari’s car once before, he smoothly got into the driver’s seat and gently started the car.
“Shall we go to Jiseok Hospital? Is that okay?”
“Yes, fine.”
Nari was very grateful for Secretary Choi, who worried about her like her own finger.
Last time, when he drove her all the way home and had a beer together, he seemed like such a kind person, and today was no different.
“Thank you, Secretary Choi.”
In response to her words, Secretary Choi, driving while looking ahead, opened his mouth.
“I’m Hyunjun.”
Because she had always heard only ‘Secretary Choi, Secretary Choi,’ she belatedly realized that she didn’t know his name.
In fact, it was a bit awkward to call him Hyunjun when he wasn’t her secretary.
“Can I call you Hyunjun?”
In response to that question, Hyunjun nodded slowly and smiled casually.
“Sure, President Kim Nari.”
“Then, please call me without honorifics.”
At that request, Hyunjun raised his eyes slightly, seemingly surprised.
“Let’s call each other by our names. We’re not tied to each other in a business relationship.”
Nari was grateful for Hyunjun, who cared for her like her own finger. In retrospect, it felt apologetic to call him Hyunjun, even though he wasn’t her secretary.
“Alright, Nari.”
In the car heading to the hospital, there was no further conversation, but the two of them were thinking the same thing.
Today, it seems they made a good decision to come to the orphanage volunteer.
After Nari and Secretary Choi left for Seoul, Ihyun, Yerin, and Heejun volunteered to do the laundry.
Putting the blankets in a large rubber basin, Yerin got inside it.
Watching from the side, Ihyun stepped on the jeans a few times, then put his legs into the basin where Yerin was.
“It might be difficult to do it alone, so should we do it together?”
“Sure.”
“Can you show me how to do it?”
Yerin gently stepped on the blankets one foot at a time.
“If you keep doing this, it’s done. Oops!”
Yerin momentarily lost her balance, perhaps because the floor was slippery from the detergent. Ihyun quickly extended his arm and agilely caught Yerin’s waist. Their bodies pressed tightly against each other, and their gazes met in mid-air.
“Oh, thank you.”
Yerin brushed her flowing hair behind her ear with a shy smile.
“We should be careful.”
Even though Yerin stood up straight again, Ihyun didn’t let her go.
“Director Cha? I’m okay now.”
“It would be better to stay like this for a moment.”
“What?”
As if curious, Ihyun whispered softly to Yerin’s ear.
“Park Heejun is watching us from a diagonal.”
“Oh…”
She had been feeling a prickling sensation on her back since earlier, and now she finally understood the reason.
“Miss Han Yerin, do you remember the time when you touched my lips when you were drunk?”
“Yes? Yes, I remember.”
Just when she was wondering why he suddenly brought up that day’s story.
Approaching a bit closer, Ihyun gently enclosed Yerin’s cheek with one hand.
Ihyun’s gaze lowered, and Yerin’s face quickly turned red.
“Sometimes actions speak louder than words.”
Ihyun used his thumb to slowly brush against Yerin’s lips.
It was just a light touch, but perhaps due to the intensity of Ihyun’s gaze, it felt as if he was touching her even with his eyes.
Because of that, Yerin became tense, standing in an awkward salute posture.
Observing her, Ihyun spoke.
“Miss Han Yerin, if you stay so awkwardly stiff, people might think we’re not really lovers.”
“Then, what should I…”
“How about a kiss?”
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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