My Husband Fell in Love - Chapter 3
“I never threw away this dress. I kept it in my usual dressing room, planning to take it when the season came—how did it end up being thrown out?”
“Oh dear, really?”
Seeing Seo Ha’s unusually serious expression, Ok Soon grew flustered and nervously brushed the hem of the dress.
“I just thought, since it was so worn out, you must’ve thrown it away. Our Seo Ha is a princess who only wears luxury brands, after all. I didn’t know better—I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
Even though it cost only a few dozen euros, it held precious memories from her first-ever overseas trip. That very dress, which always brought her joy whenever she wore it, had ended up in the hands of someone she didn’t even know—only to return, steeped in fabric softener scent, stuffed inside a greasy chicken takeout bag.
“Even if you assumed that, you should’ve asked me first. It wasn’t something I carelessly tossed aside—it was my dress, stored neatly in my dressing room.”
“Let it go and sit down. Mom made a mistake.”
Seung Oh stepped forward with a slightly stiff expression to settle the situation. She resented him—her husband—who clearly knew the significance of that dress yet chose not to take her side.
She’d argue with him the moment they got home.
Just as Seo Ha resolved to stay silent and sit back down—
“I-I’m so sorry!”
Suddenly, Lee Ji Soo sprang to her feet and dropped to her knees right before Seo Ha.
“I-I didn’t know it was yours, Miss. The design seemed… ordinary, and I’d heard you’d gotten married already… It’s all my fault—please don’t blame Aunt Soon. If only I hadn’t worn it, nothing would’ve happened. I’m truly sorry—I was wrong, Miss.”
From Seo Ha’s perspective, the whole thing was utterly bewildering. If anyone was truly at fault, it was Ok Soon for giving the dress away without permission—not Lee Ji Soo, who’d accepted and worn it completely unaware. What more could she possibly say to her?
“Why are you apologizing? Get up quickly.”
“I-I made Aunt Soon take it out for me, so you got upset. That’s why I need to apologize. I’m really, really sorry.”
Now she even pressed both palms to the floor and repeatedly bowed her head, stuttering even more than during their first meeting.
“Stop it already! And why on earth do you keep calling me ‘Miss’?”
Frustrated and eager to escape the awkwardness, Seo Ha’s voice rose sharply.
“Seo Ha.”
Seung Oh stood and gently grasped her wrist.
“She’s already apologizing sincerely—even went down on her knees. Don’t brush her off so coldly.”
“When did I ever ask her to kneel?”
“Just looking at your expression—if I were her, I’d be scared enough to kneel too. It’s not Ji Soo’s fault. Frankly, I think making a fuss over one dress was plenty rude on your part. Remember, our mom isn’t your housemaid anymore—she’s your mother-in-law now. Right?”
The stress triggered a migraine. It started near her eyes—a dull, stabbing ache that felt like someone was digging into her skull. Seo Ha sharply shrugged off Seung Oh’s hand and gripped the back of her chair.
“Oh dear, Seo Ha!”
Ok Soon rushed over in alarm to support her.
“It’s another migraine, isn’t it? Go lie down in your room upstairs. I’ll bring you medicine—take it and rest. When Sabuin comes, you can go then.”
“No, I think I’d rather just go home and sleep deeply.”
“Really? Then wait just a moment. I’ll pack some pajeon batter for you—when you get home, pour plenty of oil into the pan and fry it up.”
She appreciated the thought, but she wasn’t in the mood to take home something like batter. As Seo Ha tried to shake her head, Seung Oh lightly touched her arm to stop her and answered in her stead.
“How’s a princess supposed to make pajeon? It’s fine.”
Seung Oh often called her “princess.” Normally, it always pleased her—but today, for some reason, the word grated oddly.
“Let’s go for now. Honey, help me up.”
Caring for Seo Ha in her delicate, sensitive state had always been Seung Oh’s role. As always, Seo Ha trusted without a doubt that she could rely on his strong arms and large hands to see her safely home.
But that trust shattered instantly with a single sharp cry.
“Aaahh!”
Lee Ji Soo had hurriedly stood up, lost her balance, and toppled over like the Little Mermaid.
“Ouch…”
“Are you okay?”
The hand that always reached out to support Seo Ha now went toward the fallen Lee Ji Soo. After a brief hesitation, Ji Soo took his hand, stood up, and rushed over to Seo Ha.
“Miss, please take this bindaetteok. You probably haven’t even finished dinner—and it’s all because of me, making things uncomfortable for you…”
“It’s fine. I never really liked bindaetteok anyway.”
“Oh… I’m sorry, Miss.”
Ji Soo’s face flushed crimson. Watching her silently, Seung Oh suddenly grabbed the still-unopened plastic bag.
“I’ll eat it gladly, Ji Soo. Smells great.”
After helping Ji Soo up and taking the bindaetteok, he turned to Seo Ha. But she slapped away his offered hand and crossed the living room on her own.
She’d arrived feeling genuinely happy and excited—but now the bindaetteok bag and the fabric-softener-scented dress seemed to have chewed up and swallowed every bit of that joy.
On the way home, neither of them uttered a word.
As soon as they got home, Seo Ha washed up quickly and lay down in bed. Surely, Seung Oh would come in soon—with her usual herbal tea for headaches in hand.
Right on cue, soft footsteps approached and stopped beside the bed.
“Drink this.”
The familiar scent of her go-to herbal tea for headaches drifted through the air.
“… Later.”
“It’s perfectly warm right now. Drink it, then lie back down.”
Seung Oh gently lifted her by the shoulders to help her sit up. As always, he was quiet and blunt—but never failed to care for her with quiet attentiveness. Resigned, Seo Ha accepted the warm cup and took a few sips.
“How’s it feel now?”
“Better than before.”
“Finish it all. I’ll walk you to the bathroom.”
He stayed silently by her side as she drank. It was the steady, comforting quiet she loved.
“… Why did you act like that earlier?”
After finishing her tea, Seo Ha asked softly.
“You know I cherished that dress. It was obvious I’d be upset—yet you didn’t take my side. I was hurt that you helped Ji Soo up first, even though I told you I had a headache. And most of all—I hate that you barely smile around me, but laughed so heartily at something Ji Soo said.”
Seung Oh set the empty cup aside. His touch on her slightly thin shoulders felt casually warm.
“I’m sorry.”
“Is that all?”
“If I’d taken your side there, Mom would’ve felt hurt—and I worried she might start disliking you. I helped Ji Soo up first because someone fell right in front of me—I reacted instinctively. And about the laugh… sorry. It was just the word itself that struck me as funny. That’s all.”
His hand slowly wrapped around her, pulling her close. Nestled into Seung Oh’s broad, warm chest, Seo Ha took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering hurt and discomfort.
“Just be more careful from now on.”
“Of course I will. My beloved princess.”
“There’s that ‘princess’ again.”
“What’s wrong with that? I plan to spend my whole life treating Yoon Seo Ha as my princess.”
Suddenly, the word “princess” felt sweet again. Pouting, Seo Ha wrapped her arms tighter around his waist and buried her face deeper into him.
“I love you. Really, so much.”
“I love you too.”
She couldn’t see Seung Oh’s face as he gently stroked her hair in reply.
★ ★ ★
Seo Ha was in an exceptionally good mood. She’d woken up at dawn for no reason—and suddenly, a brilliant design popped into her head. Though she hadn’t slept since then, having stayed up sketching it out, her excitement far outweighed her fatigue.
“Get some rest on the way to work. Didn’t you say you woke up at three this morning?”
Seung Oh started the car as he spoke.
“I’m too thrilled to sleep. This is a completely new design—it’ll become the signature of my brand.”
“Hmm.”
That was all. Disappointingly brief.
“Aren’t you going to congratulate me? You know I’ve been depressed lately because nothing’s been coming out well.”
“It’d feel forced. You always do everything so well—if I celebrated every single success, it’d never end.”
“This time, even a hundred congratulations wouldn’t feel forced. A design I love this much doesn’t come around often.”
“Alright, alright. Congratulations, Princess.”
Seung Oh reached over and ruffled her hair. Somehow, it didn’t feel as satisfying as being bowed to.
Their commute to work was always much the same.
Unless something unusual came up, they rode together to Kang Yoon Company. Seo Ha, a designer, got off on the third floor where Design Team 1 was located; Seung Oh, head of the Management Division, got off on the fifth floor where the Management Support team worked. Everyone knew this capable, experienced couple would someday inherit the company.
“Going up to the President’s office?”
Seung Oh asked, noticing Seo Ha pressing the top-floor button instead of her usual third-floor stop.
“Yeah. I want to show it to her right away.”
Clutched proudly against her chest was the design book she’d filled just last night—a treasure of a design born after months of creative slump.
“Want me to come with you? I’m curious too.”
“You’re asking even though you know the answer is absolutely no, right?”
Work was work, love was love. How could she possibly reveal the signature design of her new brand—her name and career riding on it—before even making a sample?
Holding her design book tightly, Seo Ha went up to the President’s office alone. Just as she raised a hand to knock lightly, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.
“Oh!”
Startled, Seo Ha jumped back. Her grip loosened, and the design book slipped from her hand, spilling open onto the floor.
“Oh. Shoot.”
The person who’d stepped out picked it up and brushed off the dust with a careless flick of his wrist.
He was tall, broad-shouldered, and clad in a crisp suit. His slim build, monolid eyes with a slight downturn, and fair skin gave him a cold, aloof impression. Any employee exiting the President’s office should’ve been someone Seo Ha recognized—but no matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn’t place him.
“Is this yours?”
He asked bluntly, almost dismissively. Seo Ha didn’t feel like answering such a vaguely rude question—so she just held out her hand. Regardless of his rudeness, any reasonable person would’ve apologized and returned the book they’d picked up.
“…”
He simply stood there, staring at her with what seemed like an assessing gaze—an action that felt strangely distant from what she’d expect of a “reasonable person.”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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