Love is Madness (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
“Is this all?”
“Yes. Well… despite some twists and turns, it’s a company with really solid capital. And above all, that CEO Kang I met yesterday is apparently completely famous in that world—like the Midas touch of the investment world, you could say.”
In the car on the way to the office, Seo Rin skimmed through the documents about The MG that Director Park had sent her, a faint crease forming between her brows.
—If there were a way for you to secure your management rights permanently… would you be willing to hear me out?
That sweet whisper from yesterday was still trickling through her ears like honey.
Honestly, it was incredibly tempting. Yet even so, she couldn’t bring herself to answer right away. Tae Joon merely offered her his uniquely charming smile and said,
—Take your time. It might not be the way you’d want it to be.
He left it at that.
She could have asked—but didn’t want to. Somehow, she feared whatever came out of his mouth would be too overwhelming to bear.
But she knew this: right now, she had no choice left except Tae Joon.
She’d had to grab his hand sooner or later anyway—but there was still something unsettling about taking it blindly, without fully understanding his motives.
After all, he was only human. No matter that it had been eight years—just how much had he truly forgiven her for walking away so coldly back then?
That was why she’d looked into his company, trying to grasp his intentions—but according to the documents Director Park provided, The MG was even larger in capital than Sungwon.
No matter how she thought about it, The MG wouldn’t gain any business advantage by partnering with her.
And yet, Tae Joon had willingly held out his hand.
Which meant business wasn’t his only motive.
Still, she couldn’t afford to dwell on his reasons any longer—not when she desperately needed to put out the fire blazing at her feet. Whatever his motive was, she had to take his hand.
In the end, she was falling right into his scheme—
just as she had the very first moment they’d met.
* * *
At the hotel gym overlooking the outdoor pool, Tae Joon ran on the treadmill.
He hadn’t slept a wink last night—his emotions and thoughts tangled beyond untangling. His body was exhausted, yet energy surged through him uncontrollably, spilling out through sweat ever since early morning.
Everything had fallen into chaos since he’d met her again.
So Dam had even advised him to pull back, to call William instead and send him to the shareholders’ meeting, and to focus solely on his original reason for coming to Korea: uncovering the truth behind his mother’s death.
His head understood perfectly—but his heart refused to listen. That woman who’d walked away, rejecting him—what on earth was so special about her that she kept haunting his vision?
Of course, the mystery surrounding his mother’s death was equally unresolved. Naturally, he had to solve it.
But his mother’s death belonged to the past, while she stood right before him in the present.
Right now, the past couldn’t possibly overpower reality. She kept flickering before his eyes, making him feel like an unfilial son toward his late mother.
The heavier his guilt grew, the faster he pushed the treadmill.
His body moved quicker, raising his heart’s temperature—hoping maybe punishing himself physically would finally rid him of thoughts of her.
“Freak.”
Drenched in sweat, breath catching in his throat, the curse slipped out automatically. Only when his mind went blank from oxygen deprivation did he finally stop the treadmill and step off.
He gasped for air.
It felt like he was dying.
But he knew—once this pain faded and room for thought returned, his mind would inevitably fill with her again.
It seemed he couldn’t possibly free himself from her on his own. He almost wished she’d be the one to cut ties again—just as sharply and decisively as she had eight years ago.
Then… could I return to who I was before I met you again?
No—he probably couldn’t. His phone was already ringing, lighting up with her name.
“Hello.”
[It’s me, Tae Joon.]All that sweat—for nothing.
All that self-punishment—meaningless.
[Can we meet tonight?]And just like that, she came back to him.
* * *
Tae Joon had arrived early at the reserved wine bar and taken a light sip of wine. Lost in thought, he savored the bitter alcohol lingering on his tongue.
Seo Rin had contacted him again after just a single day—faster than he’d expected. Which probably meant she was truly backed into a corner.
He knew he shouldn’t—but still, a flicker of hope kept swelling in his chest: maybe this was his chance.
A chance to start over with her.
A chance to restart his own heart, which he’d thought was broken beyond repair.
Yet the tiny remnant of his conscience kept screaming “coward”—ashamed of exploiting her vulnerability at a time like this.
Just as this fierce battle between desire and conscience raged within him, she appeared.
“You’re here early. I thought I came early too.”
“Yeah. I didn’t have any schedule today.”
“Sorry for calling you out on your rare day off.”
“No, it’s fine. It’s late, so you’ve probably eaten—how about a drink?”
“Sure. I’d like that.”
As red wine filled her glass, her lips—redder still—drew it in. Tae Joon watched her, spellbound. He still remembered the sensation of those lips vividly.
They’d tasted like honey.
They’d felt like silk.
His mind flooded entirely with sensory memories of her—so vivid it felt like yesterday, every nerve in his body snapping taut.
He was going insane.
What was it about this woman that made his heart race so wildly over such a trivial gesture?
Unaware—or perhaps indifferent—to his turmoil, Seo Rin didn’t waste time. She cut straight to the point.
“I came because I want to hear more about what you mentioned yesterday—about permanently securing my management rights.”
Ever since seeing her again, Tae Joon’s mind had been a mess of thoughts about her—yet to her, he was clearly just a business meeting.
Cold didn’t even begin to describe her. She was ice-cold.
The problem? He still couldn’t let her go.
In the end, his fierce desire crushed that last wisp of conscience.
“Let’s start over.”
He wanted—needed—to bring her back into his life.
He wanted—needed—to enter hers again.
But predictably, Seo Rin reacted sharply to his proposal.
She set down her wine glass and looked at him, eyebrows raised—almost as if verifying what she’d just heard. Her tightly closed lips looked ready to unleash a torrent of harsh words at any second.
But that wasn’t Seo Rin’s style.
Instead, she pinned him with a voice colder than ever, cutting straight to his intent.
“What—are you suggesting we start dating again?”
At her words, Tae Joon’s eyes flickered with light.
Truthfully, even he hadn’t been entirely sure what he truly wanted—torn between the son’s guilt over his mother’s death and the raw desire to claim her again.
But now he knew.
He wanted to carve his love into that icy, unyielding heart of hers.
What would her heart look like once it matched his?
With that thought, Tae Joon lifted the corner of his handsome lips and clearly voiced his true wish in a low tone.
“No. Not dating… marriage.”
Suddenly, everything felt crystal clear.
He’d catch both rabbits—his mother’s truth, and her.
Neither could he afford to let go.
But at his words, Seo Rin’s expression visibly stiffened. Even her usually composed eyes tensed sharply.
Of course… marriage? Out of the blue? To the woman who’d coldly kicked him to the curb eight years ago—the woman who called love a curse?
Only a madman would say such a thing.
But what could he do? Every time he saw her, his reason danced wildly out of control.
Call him a madman, fine.
Because the moment I saw you again, I stopped being sane.
“You’re… joking, right?”
At her question, laced with unmistakable shock, Tae Joon’s eyes narrowed slightly. His downward gaze held no trace of uncertainty—this wasn’t a joke.
“We’ve already dated before, haven’t we?”
“…”
“So this time, let’s get married.”
His voice, firm and clear as he reaffirmed his intention, finally made Seo Rin’s lips part slightly in astonishment.
She was too stunned to even sigh. Utterly bewildered.
How was she supposed to make sense of this?
For a split second, countless thoughts raced through Seo Rin’s mind.
What on earth was this man really after?
But no matter how she turned it over, only one conclusion made sense.
“Because I dumped you so coldly eight years ago…”
“…”
“Are you… taking revenge on me right now?”
At the tremor in her voice, Tae Joon let out a soft chuckle.
A woman who interpreted a marriage proposal as revenge.
What was he supposed to do with her?
Honestly—Baek Seo Rin was as maddeningly captivating now as she’d always been.
“Only you’d interpret a marriage proposal like that, Baek Seo Rin.”
“This is… a proposal?”
Her tone, incredulous, made Tae Joon lift the corner of his lips in that effortlessly charming way.
“Should I have brought a diamond ring or something?”
“Tae Joon!”
“Don’t freak out like that. I’m not saying it as a joke.”
Right. She understood now—it wasn’t a joke. His expression was far too serious for that.
“Think it over. Is there any better way to secure your management rights than making me your complete ally?”
“…”
“You know marriage is just business to you. If you have to marry someone anyway, wouldn’t marrying me be the better option?”
“But…”
“I’m better than any other guy, aren’t I?”
She hated admitting it—but his words held undeniable logic. If she absolutely had to marry, Tae Joon was the ideal partner.
The problem? Their views on love were worlds apart.
To him, love was everything in life.
To her, love was a curse.
Thus, marriage—though an inevitable social convention—remained an utterly unknown, unthinkable realm for her.
For someone incapable of forming deep emotional bonds, a union built on trust and love was simply impossible.
Which was why she couldn’t believe Tae Joon—who understood her better than anyone—would make such a proposal. Revenge seemed the only plausible motive.
“Fine. Marriage is business to me. Marrying you means I gain a strong ally to secure my management rights.”
“…”
“But then… what exactly do you get out of this marriage?”
Give and take—the foundation of business.
That was what Seo Rin needed to know: what was he truly after in this marriage?
But she immediately regretted asking.
“You.”
“…”
“I only need you.”
His voice, sweet enough to fill her ears yet overflowing with intensity, made something at the core of her hardened heart soften.
It was more addictive than any “I love you” she’d ever heard.
She couldn’t think straight under its spell.
But Tae Joon wasn’t done. As if to deliver the final blow to her already flickering reason, he took her cold left hand and kissed her fourth finger, whispering with unmistakable clarity,
“So, Baek Seo Rin… this time, let’s skip dating and get married.”
It was a proposal.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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