“Ha. Look at me.”
The moment Seo Yeon arrived home, she threw her bag on the sofa and let out a hollow laugh.
She stopped in the middle of unbuttoning her jacket as if she couldn’t believe it, and stared at the ceiling. Seo Yeon’s crumpled face was perfectly reflected in the acrylic sphere of the designer light fixture.
“Ha. I’m flabbergasted.”
A sigh of disbelief sprang incessantly from the depths of her being.
Most men she had met so far were similar. They all either showed interest to an uncomfortable degree or were annoyingly in love.
Not asking for her number was a first, thanks to Kwon Yool.
She was sure there was a mutual attraction…
His hand, which held the handkerchief, was warm, and his back of the hand, which stopped her from drinking, was considerate.
Moreover, in the parking lot…
His voice asking Ho Jin for permission to help her with her coat was even sweet.
Where on earth did she go wrong?
Like stripping off an uncomfortable garment, Seo Yeon removed her extravagant clothes. Then she went into the bathroom and stood in front of the large mirror.
“Ha. Look at these wrinkles. My face is like an ID, what’s this. Turning thirty next year… wait! What is this?”
When a single gray hair revealed itself among her black hair strands, Seo Yeon felt as if her glamorous world was crumbling.
Her desperate fingers carefully plucked out the gray hair and started searching for more in her hair.
Her hair, tangled like a mad woman, her eyes, bulging despairingly, and the dark circles beneath them.
It seemed like a signal that she was slowly drifting away from the center of popularity.
“Why all at once. Come one at a time. So I can face you with my full attention.”
With her mind becoming faint from the mere fact that Kwon Yool did not ask nor give his contact, facing sudden gray hair and sagging skin made Seo Yeon even more gloomy.
Seo Yeon, her lips pouting more than usual, removed her makeup more meticulously.
“Why on earth did I launch Yeoni Black, dreaming of wealth and honor. I’ve wasted my good years just stressing over it for the last two years.”
Despite finishing her cleansing routine, dissatisfied, she applied packs and supplements all over her body as if coating herself.
It must be due to this darn aging that Kwon Yool showed interest then ran away.
Unable to sleep while thinking about the correlation between his rejectionlike behavior and aging, Seo Yeon was restless.
Then, suddenly realizing the fact that the first digit of her age was about to change and that she hadn’t been in a relationship for a long time due to her exboyfriend’s betrayal, she shot up from her spot.
“Sigh. I can’t go on like this. I need to figure something out.”
The next day. After a sleepless night, Seo Yeon’s body was extremely exhausted from the morning.
Nevertheless, she managed to get up for work, chose to wear makeup that made her look lively, and wore clothes that made her look exceptionally younger.
In the past, just applying a bright lipstick would completely change her mood, but now, she looked somewhat dull.
Was it her mood?
Something seemed off, and Seo Yeon, who was frowning at one eyebrow, reluctantly finished preparing for work.
“All this mess is because of Kwon Yool. It’s all your fault!”
Seo Yeon started to pour her frustrations while trying to force her feet into beige high heels.
Even while driving on the crowded road, even while working at the company, even at the expensive dermatology clinic where she hastily ended her appointment.
The only thing that wouldn’t leave Seo Yeon’s mind was one thing. Kwon Yool, that man.
At first, she wondered why she hadn’t asked for his contact number.
But as time passed, she began to review each word he had said, and analyze what kind of person he was with what intent and thoughts.
Eventually, she naturally wanted to meet him.
Should she rely on Director Hyun Woo?
To do that, she needed a reasonable excuse.
Yes! The jacket she had given to Ho Jin.
There was no hesitation. Seo Yeon immediately called Ho Jin.
“Ho Jin, are you busy?”
[No, I’m fine.]
“I promised to deliver Yool’s clothes, are they at your house?”
At Seo Yeon’s question, Ho Jin was silent for a moment.
[I think I hung it on the dining chair… Oh, that’s right? Is it not? Ah, that’s right!]
Seo Yeon, who was in a hurry, said.
“Ho Jin, if you are working late again today, I will take it myself.”
Since they were like family to the extent that they shared each other’s house passwords, Ho Jin readily agreed.
Seo Yeon, who had been on tenterhooks for a while, headed to Ho Jin’s house as soon as she got off work.
“Good!”
The moment she saw his jacket casually hung on Ho Jin’s dining chair, Seo Yeon smiled brightly.
Then she pondered hard about how to deliver it. Until Friday, when there was a home shopping meeting. For several days.
((()))((()))((()))
“Ha. Is it today?”
Seo Yeon stared blankly at the passenger seat.
A box with a black tshirt and a highend shopping bag with a black logo. Kwon Yool’s jacket was in that shopping bag.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]
