“I want to feel that excitement and anticipation even more. So…”
Seo Yeon said she wanted to take enough time during the 8 dates.
Kwon Yool felt relieved, thinking, “I’m glad I can save time.”
But then he scolded himself, “Can you say you like someone even though you’ve deceived them about everything?”
Even though his feelings were in chaos, he couldn’t help but be delighted by her close breath.
“Seo Yeon, on the day our dates end, will you listen to my story?”
“Of course.”
Seo Yeon’s expression softened.
“Thank you.”
He silently repeated, “And I’m sorry.”
Then, Kwon Yool gently stroked Seo Yeon’s hair.
“You’re so beautiful.”
As he tilted his head slightly, a shadow fell upon Seo Yeon’s white cheek.
Between their narrowly touching lips, warm air circulated.
“I want to kiss.”
Kwon Yool was impulsive but desperate, wanting to express his feelings even in this way.
A feather-light laugh escaped through Seo Yeon’s reddened lips.
As she granted permission, Kwon Yool slowly delved into her softly spoken words.
If joy and despair could coexist, was this the feeling?
The anxiety felt in reality and the despair of not being able to stand confidently melted away without a trace in the warm breath.
Why hadn’t he realized there was such a sensation in the world until now?
As he shared the heat with her and felt their hearts beat in perfect unison, he thought,
“Closer. I want to get closer.”
His intense desire became boldly evident.
He supported her arched waist with his hand, sweeping her away like a gentle mountain breeze, sometimes like a mighty storm.
As a result, Seo Yeon’s body gradually moved backward and slowly crumbled.
Kwon Yool lifted Seo Yeon’s slender arm onto his shoulder and gently cradled the nape of her neck.
He simply moved as his heart directed.
With every move Seo Yeon made, I caught a faint scent of peaches…
And her sweet lips that made me want to devour everything about her.
The first kiss, it shook Kwon Yool to his core, a man with extraordinary patience and endurance.
As he became immersed in the overwhelming sensation that left him breathless, one thought filled his mind.
“I’m sorry for not being honest.”
But even someone like me… Can’t you give me a chance?
Begging for a cowardly forgiveness, he approached her moist lips as if clinging to them.
While hating his own inability to be honest, he held her tighter, almost pleading for her to stay by his side.
As Seo Yeon, out of breath, caressed Kwon Yool’s nape, the warmth that had surrounded them slowly dissipated.
“…Yul, please.”
Seo Yeon’s gentle kiss gradually calmed the turbulent emotions.
Then, Kwon Yool lightly touched her cheek and met her eyes.
“I’ll try harder.”
That was all he could say.
“Yes. Let’s both make an effort.”
As Seo Yeon’s features softened, Kwon Yool brought his lips to her forehead.
“Effort, yes, let’s put in more effort.”
Even if it’s tough, let’s keep trying, even until it feels like we could die. Let’s try that way.
With that, someday, there will be a day when Kwon Yool can stand confidently in front of Seo Yeon.
Kwon Yool’s determination toward Seo Yeon was growing stronger.
When Kwon Yool left Seo Yeon’s house, it was already 11 o’clock.
On the way back home, while waiting at traffic lights inside his car, Kwon Yool got lost in thought.
He was thinking about what to do from here on.
And then, almost without realizing it, he pressed his lips together.
Feeling the vivid sensation, he breathed deeply as if he were a person lacking air.
On the dark streets where night had fallen, only brightly lit billboards illuminated the quiet streets.
Inadvertently, his gaze stopped at a billboard with the DN logo.
Then, the words he had spoken in the past suddenly came to mind.
“I will cherish, respect, and protect you securely, just the way I like.”
The words he had uttered to Minhyuk flashed in Kwon Yool’s mind.
“…But that wasn’t the right thing to say.”
He had been too hasty and impulsive.
As they returned to the harsh reality, not a single refreshing thing remained, leaving behind a deep sense of regret.
In truth, everything about Kwon Yool had been changing since he met Seo Yeon.
He had never felt like he was falling behind someone before, so why was he feeling so small now?
He found his past self, who used to humbly mutter words of humility in response to his friends’ comments about not getting too far ahead on his own, somewhat ridiculous.
“What should I do…”
A person who had already made a name for themselves in their field, the courage to make important decisions without hesitation, and on top of that, she was responsible for numerous employees. All of these aspects of Seo Yeon constantly stimulated Kwon Yool.
I must become a better person, that’s what I must do. Moreover, around Seo Yeon, there were only people who matched her.
They all held shining trophies and sat in positions that everyone envied.
Compared to them, the reality of being an ordinary college student was unbearable.
Could he really compete with them and stand beside Seo Yeon?
In a moment when his mind was filled with thoughts of Seo Yeon, the phone rang.
It was Seo Hee.
“Hey, bro.”
[Why haven’t you been answering your phone?]Come to think of it, he remembered the incident where he almost got caught by Ho Jin because of Seo Hee’s phone call.
“I have an important matter. Why, what’s going on?”
[“Who is Bora?”]
Bora?
He couldn’t understand why the name Bora was coming out of Seo Hee’s mouth.
“How do you know Bora, Hyung?”
[“I went to Grandfather’s office today. Because of some troublesome documents.”]Seo Hee began to explain the strange painting she had witnessed.
[“How shamelessly that girl Bora asked for help. Grandfather even thought she might be his unknown granddaughter.”]What exactly did Bora do with Grandfather?
While trying to find a connection between the two, the words Grandfather had said suddenly came to mind.
[“Isn’t she the granddaughter of JS Fire Insurance? They met because of a contract. She’s pretending to know him.”]Was it because of that incident?
[“Are you listening? It seems like it’s not just a couple of times that Grandfather has met that girl.”]
As Seo Hee’s words grew longer, Kwon Yool, who had been listening quietly, abruptly turned the steering wheel.
“Hyung, let’s meet right now. I’ll come right away.”
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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