“Ugh.”
Groaning on a Sunday morning, Haeyeon dragged her hungover body out of bed. It was obvious she had overindulged the night before. Fortunately, Doha had gone out for his morning exercise, sparing her the embarrassment of being seen in such a disheveled state.
Rubbing her eyes, Haeyeon made her way to the kitchen. After drinking some cold water and washing her face, she felt more alert. She changed out of her pajamas and headed to the living room. The quiet space, due to Doha’s absence, made her contemplate doing a thorough cleaning.
The house was always clean thanks to the housekeeper Doha had hired, but Haeyeon had spent four years managing the house herself, and it was hard not to care for it.
“Doha’s not here, so let’s do it.”
Resolved to not give up on deep cleaning, Haeyeon decided to focus on areas she usually didn’t touch. The visible and frequently used spaces were already spotless, thanks to the housekeeper’s diligent work.
She moved from room to room, feeling like she was on a treasure hunt. The sudden urge to clean deeply was partly to calm her troubled mind. Despite laughing and drinking with Jooa the previous night, she couldn’t shake off her unease.
Returning home feeling gloomy, she slept uneasily, not realizing that physical exhaustion would actually clear her mind.
Her thoughts proved right. Keeping busy left no room for other worries.
“I’ve finished the first floor; now for the second?”
After tidying up downstairs, Haeyeon climbed to the second floor. She cleaned the upstairs living room and each guest room.
“Should I clean there too?”
After finishing, a particular room came to mind. Haeyeon headed to the far end of the second-floor corridor. This room, tucked away in a corner, served as a storage space.
Being a large house, there were several storerooms, but this one was rarely used, often excluded from her cleaning routine. Haeyeon felt a surge of curiosity.
“Huh? The curtains are drawn?”
Entering the room, she was surprised to see the curtains covering a large window. She frowned, wondering who would have closed them, fearing mold growth.
Haeyeon’s expression turned serious. This room was out of the housekeeper’s reach, meaning only two people could have touched it – either herself before losing her memory or Doha.
She quickly opened the heavy curtains.
Whoosh.
Bright sunlight flooded in, instantly lifting her spirits. Haeyeon moved to fulfill her original purpose in the room.
“How long has it been since this was last cleaned?”
She opened the windows to air out the musty smell. Not knowing why the curtains were drawn was bothersome, but it wasn’t her main concern. The important thing was that someone had tampered with this seldom-used room.
There had to be a reason, but Haeyeon decided to clean first. Given the room’s size and clutter, cleaning seemed the best way to uncover anything hidden.
After tidying decorative items and dusting the floor and window sills, Haeyeon mused aloud.
“Now, only this is left…”
Her eyes settled on a dark brown piece of furniture. A tall wardrobe on the left side of the room was the most prominent and eye-catching item. The furniture, made of high-quality wood, looked expensive enough to hide something significant.
“…”
Staring at the wardrobe, which had appeared almost black when the curtains were closed, Haeyeon hesitated. Taking a deep breath, she grasped the heavy doors and flung them wide open. Inside, among a few items, one stood out strikingly.
A mint-colored square box.
“…What’s this?”
The box wasn’t small. Hesitating just like when she first saw the wardrobe, Haeyeon reached for the item when—
“Haeyeon.”
“!”
A low, bass voice filled the room. Startled, Haeyeon turned to find Doha in his workout clothes, his hair slightly disheveled.
Haeyeon smiled and stood up.
“Oh? Doha, you’re back? That was quicker than I expected.”
“……Yeah, I finished early since you drank last night.”
Doha chuckled softly as he entered the room and, reaching over, firmly picked up the mint-colored box.
“Is that box yours, Doha?”
Haeyeon feigned nonchalance with her light inquiry. Her heart pounded, but she managed a smile as she asked. Doha, his smile fading, stood silently holding the box.
Just as Haeyeon was about to frown, Doha smiled again and finally answered.
“No.”
Despite his words, Doha didn’t put the box down. Haeyeon glanced at the box awkwardly before smiling, and Doha, as if trying to divert her attention from the box, changed the subject.
“Haeyeon, why are you cleaning when you’re tired? When I came in, I saw you’ve already cleaned other places too.”
Haeyeon held her breath. If the mint-colored box seemed out of place, Doha’s behavior now felt distinctly alien.
Doha, holding onto the box while denying it’s his.
His actions, contradicting his words, filled Haeyeon with deep confusion.
Why was Doha acting like this, going to such lengths while fearing she might regain her memories? How should she interpret his strange behavior?
“Just this once, let it go, Doha.”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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