My Chick Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 2
Kwon Yul handed the handkerchief back to Seo Yeon and recalled that impressive day.
Two years ago in the summer.
It was right when Kwon Yul had just arrived at the hotel parking lot for dinner with his grandfather.
A woman with an appearance more glamorous than a celebrity crossed in front of Kwon Yul’s car.
The reason he remembered Seo Yeon wasn’t just because of her tall height like a model or her stylish looks. It was because of the shocking behavior of the couple who followed her and the way she handled it.
“Seo Yeon, listen to me. It’s really a misunderstanding.”
“Oppa, what misunderstanding! Between us, it’s exactly what you think it is.”
“You just stay still.”
The two people persistently following Seo Yeon were extremely unusual.
The woman was unnecessarily confident, and the man was ridiculous for making absurd excuses.
Thinking it was an obvious love triangle and trying to leave the scene, a dry voice was heard.
“Please just get lost.”
“Seo Yeon, I’m sorry. You’ve been so busy with your new brand that I must have momentarily strayed. This girl seduced me when I was innocent. I was just used.”
Seo Yeon raised one corner of her mouth diagonally and shot back a sarcastic remark that cheap people suit each other well.
Yet the man didn’t back down. Instead, he grabbed Seo Yeon’s arm and started begging desperately.
“Seo Yeon, oppa committed a mortal sin. Right now in front of you, I’ll delete her number and never meet her again. Just once. Okay? Forgive me just this once.”
“A mistake? Ha, really. You’ve made that mistake more than twenty times.”
As if determined not to lose the man, the woman began reciting the entire history of their affair.
Various places and more meetings than expected, Seo Yeon turned her body away as if disgusted.
“Take him, you. I can’t meet him anymore because he’s filthy.”
Seo Yeon’s eyes, with her patience half snapped, glared at her. Then the utterly shameless woman lifted her head high.
“Seo Yeon, I can’t live without you.”
As the man standing between the two women clung again and made pathetic excuses, Seo Yeon’s brow furrowed deeply.
Unable to endure any longer, Seo Yeon poured out harsh words, grabbed the necklace, tore it off, and threw it to the ground.
“Take this too. It’s worthless anyway.”
Then she got into a sparkling black supercar without a speck of dust. Soon, with a majestic engine roar, Seo Yeon sped out of the parking lot.
That sight was so dignified and cool that Kwon Yul felt like he was watching a scene from a movie.
Because the image was so intense, Kwon Yul recognized her the moment their eyes met.
That day, unable to pass through the three people, he had stood by the driver’s seat watching the situation, so Seo Yeon probably didn’t remember him. But he wanted to ask if she had been okay afterward.
Seo Yeon spoke first to Kwon Yul, who had briefly fallen into thought.
“What should we do since the handkerchief is wet?”
“It’s fine. I was going to wash it anyway.”
“What kind of work do you do, Mr. Yul?”
Seo Yeon asked while neatly folding the handkerchief wet from carbonated water and handing it over.
“I’m a freelancer.”
Seo Hee, sitting diagonally across from Seo Yeon, stretched her neck out and interjected instead.
“Ah. There are many fields for freelancers. Which one….”
Seo Yeon threw the question to Kwon Yul, but Seo Hee snatched the answer again.
“To put it simply, think of it as education-related consulting. He’s so skilled that he only takes clients who come to him. It’s no exaggeration to say people draw numbers and wait. Haha.”
Seo Yeon slightly raised the corner of her mouth and spoke in a kind voice.
“You two cousins seem very close. Still, give your cousin a chance to speak for himself.”
That meant Seo Hee’s behavior was annoying.
Seo Hee, immediately understanding Seo Yeon’s implication, smirked and stepped back.
“Since he’s a cousin I cherish, I got too ahead of myself.”
Good that you know.
Seo Yeon didn’t furrow her brow or get serious. But she expressed indirectly yet precisely that Seo Hee’s actions were excessive.
Sensing the tension between them, Kwon Yul spoke to Seo Yeon to change the atmosphere. Their conversation was not excessive, and unburdensome topics flowed naturally.
Seo Yeon’s previously sharp feelings softly melted away.
“Huh? President Han, your glass is empty.”
Perhaps because they had several company dinners together, Hyun Woo, who knew Seo Yeon’s drinking capacity, picked up the bottle. Then Kwon Yul placed his hand over Seo Yeon’s glass.
“Hyung. Seo Yeon said she came from a company dinner with the employees.”
That was Kwon Yul’s polite way of saying not to pour her more.
Seo Yeon stared down at the back of his hand protecting her glass.
The bulging veins on his large hand like a volleyball player’s strangely looked attractive.
‘Am I… really drunk?’
Spilling water, dropping the handkerchief. Now even the back of a stranger’s hand looks special—it was really strange.
She could drink more, but Seo Yeon didn’t want to ignore his consideration.
“Director, that meat restaurant we went to with Team Leader Park last time. We had the company dinner there. The service was so good that the employees and I drank a lot. So I’ll stop here for today.”
When Seo Yeon refused, Kwon Yul slowly withdrew his hand from the glass and loosely crossed his arms.
In contrast, Seo Yeon fiddled with her empty glass awkwardly.
“I saw an article saying this is good for breaking down alcohol. Drink it slowly.”
An opaque ion drink suddenly appeared.
The unexpectedly caring side of the man, Seo Yeon even felt her fatigue easing from this attentive care she hadn’t felt in a long time.
“By the way, when is our meeting?”
At Hyun Woo’s question, Seo Yeon, sipping the ion drink, answered.
“I believe it’s Friday at 2 PM.”
Kwon Yul, who had been quietly listening to the two, tapped the table with his finger.
Then, recalling if he had anything special next Friday, he made a determined expression and lightly clenched and unclenched his fist.
While Seo Yeon sipped her drink and talked with Hyun Woo, Ho Jin leaned her body over.
“What are you talking about so fun without me? Hehe.”
As Ho Jin’s face turned red from the rising intoxication and she kept giggling, Seo Yeon quickly checked her condition.
“I think we should get going now. If Ho Jin gets more drunk here, she might fall asleep.”
Knowing her friend’s drinking habits well from long experience, Seo Yeon organized the seats and stood up.
“Alright, then. Those who can go together, let’s take one car.”
At Hyun Woo’s gentle words, Kwon Yul leaned forward.
“Hyung Hyun Woo, since I didn’t drink. I’ll take Seo Yeon and Ho Jin home.”
At Kwon Yul’s words, Hyun Woo and Seo Yeon looked at him at the same time.
Hyun Woo found it strange that the quiet Kwon Yul was stepping up actively, and Seo Yeon didn’t mind his offer.
Was it because of the alcohol?
Seo Yeon even found his serious eyes and broad shoulders somehow reliable. Even if Ho Jin fell asleep, he seemed capable of handling it.
“Sounds good? President Han, are you okay with that?”
“I’m grateful. We need to go before Ho Jin gets more drunk. And if she falls asleep, we’ll need help too.”
Seo Yeon’s gaze fixed on his broad shoulders.
“Then, let’s get going.”
After settling the bills, the group headed to the parking lot.
Seo Yeon walked arm in arm with Ho Jin, and Kwon Yul matched their pace.
“Ugh. It’s underground, so it’s a bit cold.”
As Ho Jin shivered and rubbed her arms, perhaps sobering up, Kwon Yul looked at Seo Yeon.
“Seo Yeon, may I lend my jacket to Ho Jin?”
Kwon Yul asked Seo Yeon, not Ho Jin who was about to take off her clothes. As if seeking permission.
When Seo Yeon lightly nodded, he handed the jacket to Seo Yeon.
No, why give it to me.
Seo Yeon, taken aback, accepted the jacket with a fresh woody scent and lightly draped it over Ho Jin’s shoulders.
“Thank you. Mr. Yul. I’ll wear it well.”
Even at Ho Jin’s thanks, Kwon Yul only looked into Seo Yeon’s brown eyes.
Ho Jin said it, but why does he keep talking and looking only at me? Is he interested in me?
Seo Yeon was very bothered by it.
“If we get a chance next time, let’s meet again all together. Seo Hee and I have to wait for the designated driver. You go ahead.”
At Hyun Woo’s kind words, everyone exchanged polite remarks from a proper distance. Seo Yeon sat side by side with Ho Jin in the back seat.
“Mr. Yul, go to Ho Jin’s house first. It’s close from here.”
After giving the address, Kwon Yul’s car slowly exited the parking lot. Seo Yeon kept talking to Ho Jin to prevent her from falling asleep.
“By the way, Mr. Yul?”
At that moment, Ho Jin leaned toward the driver’s seat.
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
Far from being flustered by Ho Jin’s sudden question, Kwon Yul answered immediately as if waiting.
“No. I don’t.”
“Ooh. Then what style do you like?”
Seo Yeon slightly shifted her upper body, waiting for his answer to her curious friend’s question.
“A confident and cool woman.”
At Kwon Yul’s words, Ho Jin pointed at Seo Yeon with her finger.
“Huh? A confident and cool woman is our Han Seo Yeon. She doesn’t have a boyfriend either. Hehe.”
“Our prosecutor. You’re drunk, drunk. Come on, lean on my shoulder.”
Seo Yeon pulled Ho Jin’s waist to block any more strange words.
Then she checked Kwon Yul’s eyes reflected in the rearview mirror.
Just seeing his eyes, she couldn’t read his emotions, so she quickly turned and checked if his lips were visible in the side mirror.
What. He looks desperate.
Whether he likes confident and cool women or not, what does it matter, Seo Yeon let out a short sigh.
Fifteen minutes after leaving the hotel, Kwon Yul’s car entered Ho Jin’s officetel parking lot.
“Mr. Yul, can you wait a moment? Ho Jin seems drunk, so I’ll take her up to her place.”
“Shall I go with you?”
“No. It’s okay.”
Seo Yeon, who had disappeared into the building, reappeared after 15 minutes. Then Kwon Yul got out of the car and opened the passenger door.
As her light brown eyes looked up at Kwon Yul, he smiled and said.
“If you sit in the back, your voice won’t be heard well.”
Feeling an indescribable emotion, Seo Yeon deliberately sat in the passenger seat with an ambiguous expression.
But as she turned to pull the seatbelt, the side mirror revealed a faint smile on her lips.
As the car exited the parking lot, Seo Yeon slowly inhaled.
Hmm. Vanilla, wood, lemon….
Sitting right next to him, Kwon Yul’s unique scent wafted more strongly.
Seo Yeon debated asking the name of his perfume but just swallowed dryly.
Then she felt a vague emptiness as if something was missing.
What… what is it?
“Ah. The clothes! Ho Jin went wearing it, what should we do? Should I go back now to get it?”
The car was already on the main road, but it was close enough to turn back.
“Give it next time.”
Next time?
When he mentioned next time, Seo Yeon naturally thought about meeting him again.
What if she met this man, whose vibe wasn’t light, next time?
Though only a few hours had passed since meeting him, a flicker of expectation crossed Seo Yeon’s mind that Kwon Yul might be different from the men she’d met before.
Expectation, Seo Yeon found this unfamiliar emotion strange.
“I’ll get it from Ho Jin and give it to Director Kim Hyun Woo or something.”
“It’s not urgent, so give it when convenient.”
It wouldn’t have been bad even if he asked to meet directly to return the clothes. Seo Yeon was already curious about him.
But he just brought up comfortable topics like a radio playing late at night.
“You live closer than I thought.”
“Yeah. We might have passed each other coming and going.”
“Do you like exercising?”
“I haven’t been able to lately. You seem like you would like exercising, Mr. Yul.”
Seo Yeon said, glancing at his sturdy forearms.
“There’s a park midway between my house and yours. Unless something special, I run about an hour every day.”
“Every day?”
Perhaps because there were no hyungs around, Kwon Yul explained his exercise routine with a relaxed expression. Seo Yeon laughed nonstop, immersed in Kwon Yul’s stories all the way home.
Honestly, she wanted to know more about him, who was more pleasant than expected?
‘If I ask for his contact, would he give it? Or would he offer first?’
As the apartment entrance came into view, Seo Yeon’s mind grew complicated. But that worry soon became pointless.
He didn’t ask Seo Yeon anything. Just a polite greeting.
“It was fun today. Go in carefully.”
Liking… wasn’t it?
Seo Yeon was confused, wondering if the interest he showed was just courtesy.
Deep down, she felt regret, but Seo Yeon didn’t step forward first. Because Director Kim Hyun Woo connected them professionally.
She knew him through Hyun Woo, but couldn’t act because of Hyun Woo.
“Thank you for driving me home.”
Wanting to give him another chance to ask for her contact, Seo Yeon deliberately slowly organized her bag before getting out.
Huh. Even like this?
As the slow Seo Yeon boarded the elevator, Kwon Yul, following behind, waved and smiled.
Why smile. When you’re not even asking for contact.
As soon as the elevator door closed gently, Seo Yeon roughly brushed her bangs back.
“Huh, am I that unappealing?”
How should I put this.
It felt like missing a prize she expected to receive for sure?
That was the first rejection in Han Seo Yeon’s life that had never existed before.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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