My Husband's Scandal (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 9
Yoon timidly stepped into Kang Hyun’s apartment, guided by Cheol Young. Kang Hyun had said he’d be free today, so she’d brought her luggage herself.
Though she’d only packed a few outfits to wear at home for the upcoming vacation, her suitcase was packed full of books instead.
“I could’ve picked you up.”
Cheol Young said, lifting her suitcase for her.
“No, it’s just a short trip.”
Yoon had firmly declined when Cheol Young offered to come get her.
Kang Hyun’s apartment was a luxury high-rise located in Hannam-dong. He lived in the top-floor penthouse, which featured a duplex layout.
It even had a private garage and a dedicated elevator, ensuring both exceptional security and complete privacy.
“The CEO is still asleep. He just got back from shooting at dawn.”
“Oh… Right.”
“You should head up to the second floor.”
Cheol Young picked up her suitcase.
“It must be heavy with all those books. I’ll help you carry it in.”
“It’s nothing.”
Cheol Young hoisted the suitcase effortlessly and climbed the stairs; Yoon followed him up to the second floor.
“This is your room.”
“Thank you.”
Yoon cautiously stepped into the room Cheol Young had shown her. It was far larger than she’d expected, and her eyes widened in surprise.
It looked several times bigger than her current room at home. Plus, sunlight poured in through the large window—apparently facing south.
“It didn’t need to be this big.”
She felt uneasy having such a spacious, luxurious room without contributing even a single won toward living expenses.
The bed looked queen-sized—easily fitting two people—and the ivory bedding was neatly arranged like in a hotel. There was even a walk-in closet.
‘They even have a walk-in closet.’
Yoon gently opened the closet door. Though not huge, it was more than enough for someone like her who owned few clothes. She opened her suitcase and started organizing her things inside.
After hanging up her few outfits, the closet looked even emptier. She temporarily stacked her books in one corner.
‘There’s no desk.’
She thought she should buy at least a small table.
Carefully closing the closet, she turned to the bathroom door near the room entrance and opened it. The bathroom wasn’t large either, but it was perfectly sufficient for her alone.
‘It’s nice to have a bathroom inside the room.’
She figured she could just quietly stay in this room whenever she came home. With nothing else to tidy up, Yoon left the room and headed back toward the stairs.
“Is that girl really the one marrying the CEO?”
A woman’s voice, which hadn’t been there moments ago, suddenly rang out.
“What’s her deal? Be careful what you say, unnie.”
Cheol Young scolded Kyeong Hwa.
“Didn’t they say she was from some prestigious family? But look at how she’s dressed…”
Kyeong Hwa had caught a glimpse of Yoon’s retreating figure on the stairs and was surprised by her plain appearance.
“Guess she’s just down-to-earth.”
“Down-to-earth? It’s more like she’s dirt poor! And she came here by taxi with just one measly suitcase?”
Cheol Young couldn’t argue—he’d been wondering the same thing himself. It did seem strange.
He’d been surprised too when he saw her waiting outside the apartment building. She definitely didn’t look like someone from a wealthy family.
With no makeup on, wearing simple cotton pants and a T-shirt, she even looked like a student at first glance.
“Our CEO really deserves better.”
Kyeong Hwa muttered just as Yoon came down the stairs and cautiously spoke to them.
“Is it okay if I leave now?”
Cheol Young jumped in surprise and turned toward Yoon, while Kyeong Hwa quickly looked away, startled. Cheol Young shot Kyeong Hwa a reproachful glance.
“You’ve already finished unpacking?”
“Yes.”
“Ah, by the way, this is Ji Kyeong Hwa—our CEO’s stylist.”
“Oh, hi.”
Yoon greeted Kyeong Hwa, who awkwardly returned the greeting with a forced smile.
“Hello.”
Kyeong Hwa finally got a good look at Yoon’s face.
‘Whoa, seriously!’
As someone who valued looks above all, Kyeong Hwa’s mouth fell open.
‘What?! She’s stunning! Her features are so sharp without even being surgically enhanced. Wow, and her figure’s amazing too! She’s probably around 165cm tall—with those perfect shoulders, a cream-colored off-shoulder knit dress would look incredible on her. Her arms and legs are long for her height, and that waistline is insane! I really want to try her in a pink belted wrap dress. Her skin’s so clear—it’d suit her perfectly. But why does she dress like that? Why waste that face and body looking like this?’
Kyeong Hwa’s eyes darted rapidly as dozens of outfit ideas already materialized in her mind onto Yoon’s frame.
“Well then, I’ll take my leave now.”
Slightly flustered under Kyeong Hwa’s staring gaze, Yoon quickly bowed and turned to leave.
“But you should at least say goodbye to the CEO before going.”
Cheol Young said, following her out.
“You said he just got back from working late. Cha Kang Hyun should rest.”
“Then I’ll escort you out.”
“No, I have somewhere to stop by anyway, so I’ll just go alone.”
“But still…”
“I’d actually be more comfortable going by myself. Goodbye.”
Yoon bowed to Cheol Young and Kyeong Hwa and turned to leave.
“That’s the wrong way.”
“Oh…”
The apartment was so huge it threw off her sense of direction entirely.
“Madam, please come with me for now. I’ll call a taxi for you on the way.”
Cheol Young opened his phone and launched a taxi app.
“But why the suitcase?”
He asked when he noticed Yoon pulling the suitcase back out with her.
“I’ll need it when I go to Bali.”
She’d recently bought this suitcase with great effort, just for her upcoming trip.
“Oh… I see. This way, please.”
Despite his intimidating looks, Cheol Young was actually very kind. Though they’d only just met, he already had a knack for putting people at ease.
“There’s also a fitness center and a swimming pool in the community building—feel free to use them anytime.”
He even went out of his way to explain all sorts of useful details.
“Really?”
Yoon asked, surprised.
“Yes. Residents can use them anytime.”
She thought, ‘Rich neighborhoods really are different.’
‘I should get some exercise during vacation.’
Yoon didn’t have any after-school classes this break, and she hadn’t been selected for the teacher training program either. So squeezing in some workouts between study sessions seemed like a good idea.
Her expression brightened. She’d been meaning to exercise anyway—her stamina was lacking while preparing for the teacher certification exam—so this worked out perfectly.
“There’s also a restaurant inside the community center. They serve affordable breakfast and lunch, buffet-style. I use it sometimes myself.”
“Really?”
That meant she could grab a quick meal before heading out. Relieved that one of her worries—figuring out meals—was now solved, Yoon’s face lit up.
Plus, this neighborhood had a direct subway line to Sura High School with no transfers needed—much better transportation than where she currently lived.
“Madam, let me take your suitcase.”
It felt awkward how Cheol Young kept calling her “Madam.”
“It feels strange when you keep calling me ‘Madam.’”
“Oh… I guess it might. You’ll gradually get used to it.”
Cheol Young had expected someone from a wealthy family to be snobbish, but Yoon was polite and down-to-earth, which surprised him a little.
Apparently, he’d held some preconceived notions about chaebol heirs—especially after seeing Kang Hyun, who was famously sharp-tongued and brimming with self-confidence.
Ding!
Just then, Cheol Young’s phone rang.
“Excuse me for a moment, Madam. Yes, CEO. I’m downstairs now. Should I come back up?”
“If you’re busy, I can…”
Yoon said, looking at Cheol Young.
“The CEO says to come back up. I guess he’s awake now.”
“Huh?”
‘I could’ve just left…’
She didn’t really want to go back, but since Cheol Young had already stepped into the elevator and pressed the button, waiting for her, she reluctantly got in.
Moments later, Yoon reentered Kang Hyun’s apartment. Kang Hyun sat on the sofa with his eyes closed.
“Hello.”
Yoon greeted him first. It had been nearly a month since their engagement ceremony—meaning they were getting married after having met only a handful of times.
‘I guess it’s better than Joseon-era arranged marriages—we’ve seen each other’s faces three times before the wedding.’
At Yoon’s greeting, Kang Hyun opened his eyes. They were bloodshot again today. When their eyes met, Yoon flinched once more.
She found Kang Hyun, with his imposing build and sharp features, intimidating.
“Aren’t you leaving, unnie?”
Ignoring Yoon’s greeting, Kang Hyun asked Kyeong Hwa instead.
“I should go. I’ve hung all the outfits in Director Kwak’s room already. I’ll head out now.”
Kyeong Hwa, who’d been staring at Yoon in a daze, hesitated briefly before walking toward the entrance.
“I’ve got some business at the office too—I’ll leave with unnie Kyeong Hwa.”
Cheol Young quickly followed her out. With both of them gone, Yoon felt even more awkward and kept glancing nervously at Kang Hyun.
“Come sit down.”
“Yes.”
Yoon walked over and sat down lightly on the edge of the sofa.
“Did you finish unpacking?”
“Yes.”
“Do you like the room?”
“Yes. It’s nice.”
Hearing Yoon’s reply, Kang Hyun stared intently at her face, trying to gauge her true feelings.
“As we agreed not to interfere with each other during our marriage, we’ll keep separate rooms too.”
“Yes.”
Yoon nodded as if it were only natural.
Seeing her calm, indifferent expression, Kang Hyun felt slightly reassured. Yoon didn’t seem particularly interested in him.
If she’d been gushing over him, even though this marriage was absolutely necessary, he might have hesitated.
“I’m a bit sensitive, so I’d appreciate it if you could keep things quiet as much as possible.”
“Yes. I’ll stay as quiet as I can.”
Yoon fidgeted with her hands. Being alone with him made her uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, Kang Hyun found Yoon strangely unfamiliar each time he saw her. Today’s look seemed to be “dressed as an ordinary citizen” as her concept.
“Which version of you is the real one?”
“Huh? Just consider this my usual self.”
“Then why didn’t you stop by the styling salon today?”
He asked, looking at her bare face.
“I’m just dropping off my luggage—why would I go to a salon?”
Yoon replied, baffled.
Kang Hyun stared at her blankly with his unfocused, bloodshot eyes, making Yoon think he was glaring at her, so she quickly looked away.
“Have you told your school you’re marrying me?”
“Of course not. I’m the kind of person who prefers to live quietly.”
“Right. The more people know your face, the more trouble it’ll be for you later. After all, we’re getting divorced in three years, right?”
“Yes.”
Yoon responded flatly. Secretly, she wished those three years would pass quickly.
“Anyway, I have something to tell you.”
Kang Hyun rubbed his tired eyes. His condition was terrible—he’d hardly slept in days, likely due to another bout of insomnia.
“Yes. Go ahead.”
“I have to work during our honeymoon.”
“A drama shoot? I saw it in the news—you’re filming a drama.”
“Right. Time’s tight, so I’ll need to keep working even there. Is that okay with you?”
‘Let’s just get this over with in one go.’
Kang Hyun thought to himself. Still, he felt he should at least explain it to her.
“Oh, I see. It doesn’t matter to me.”
“Thanks for understanding. I hope you keep understanding me like this going forward.”
“Yes.”
Yoon thought, ‘It’s not like you’re asking me to work—what’s there not to understand?’
“Then, if you’re done talking, may I leave now?”
He looked so exhausted that Yoon wanted to step aside quickly.
“Yeah, go ahead.”
As Yoon stood up and headed toward the entrance, Kang Hyun unexpectedly followed her out.
Standing at the front door, Yoon hesitated a moment, unsure how to open it. Kang Hyun, standing behind her, reached out his arm.
As a result, Yoon found herself trapped between his chest and the door.
‘Ah…’
She could clearly feel the firmness of his chest against her back.
Since it was summer and they both wore thin clothing, it almost felt like bare skin touching bare skin, leaving Yoon terribly flustered.
She felt a sudden jolt—as if an electric current had passed through her. She waited quietly for him to open the door.
Meanwhile, looking down at Yoon, Kang Hyun paused a moment when her soft hair brushed against his chin.
‘Why is her hair so soft?’
Seeing her trapped in his arms, unsure what to do, made his heart flutter strangely.
On top of that, she even smelled faintly of baby lotion—the kind of scent you’d only catch from an infant.
Her hair felt fluffy and smooth, her ears were flushed crimson and adorable, and her neck—so pale and tempting—made him want to bite into it.
“You like my cologne, don’t you? Why aren’t you sniffing it today?”
Kang Hyun blurted out something awkward to break the tension.
“What?”
“Go.”
He suddenly felt an urge to bite her neck, so he quickly opened the door and cut her off.
“Yes. Well then, goodbye.”
As Yoon bowed, Kang Hyun noticed her cheeks were bright red. He smiled faintly and said,
“See you on our wedding day.”
And seeing Kang Hyun smile like that left Yoon dazed once again. She quickly shook her head, turned around, and pressed the elevator button.
‘At least when he smiles, he looks a bit kinder.’
Trying to calm her pounding heart, Yoon carefully picked up her precious suitcase from outside the door and stepped into the elevator.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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Maldito jefe de curso y maldito exnovio, son basuras, tratando mal a los abuelitos de Yoon, ojalá queden en vergüenza los dos. Por otro lado, pensé que Kang Hyun iba a tardar más en llegar, que bueno que no alargaron tanto el drama. Finalmente, sospecho que la madrastra de Kang Hyun estuvo detrás de esto.
Maldito jefe de curso y maldito exnovio, son basuras, tratando mal a los abuelitos de Yoon, ojalá queden en vergüenza los dos. Por otro lado, pensé que Kang Hyun iba a tardar más en llegar, que bueno que no alargaron tanto el drama. Finalmente, sospecho que la madrastra de Kang Hyun estuvo detrás de esto.