As expected, she was still awake.
Meeting my eyes with her deer-like large pupils, Seolwon was surprised and closed the book.
“…Chaeha? Why are you here…”
There was no way to explain. He just came in as if being drawn, wanting to be here.
Instead of listing words that didn’t fit, Chaeha just threw himself onto the bed.
Even though it was the same bed, the bed where she was felt softer and more comfortable.
Soon, Seolwon urgently shook her shoulders, urging him to go back to the room, but he buried his head in the pillow she had slept on.
He just wanted to feel someone’s warm body like this.
Just for today.
Then it happened.
A small touch lightly touched his hair.
Flinching, Chaeha slowly raised his head and looked at her.
There were affectionate eyes full of worry.
Not a shell, not expecting anything, just sincere, innocent eyes.
It seemed like I was really drunk.
To receive such affectionate concern from Min Seolwon.
In the blurry vision, she opened her pretty lips again.
“Hurry and go to sleep, Mr. Kwon Chaeha. I’ll wake you up….”
There was no way to endure. Leaning in, Chaeha tilted his body and swallowed her lips in one gulp.
Holding her delicate yet warm shoulders, he breathed hot breath into her.
Relentlessly. Without a pause.
With a head intoxicated, he couldn’t understand what he was doing, but the throbbing heart only longed for her lips.
And in that intense confusion, one clear fact entered his mind.
Seolwon opened her lips and accepted his kiss.
With her small trembling hands, she gently held his hands.
In an instant, all threads of patience were cut.
The distant distance that was present with a thick door suddenly narrowed.
Chaeha reached out boldly toward the lovely existence named Min Seolwon.
At the same time, she turned off the light above her head.
All that remained were the sounds of snow piling up outside the window and the rustling of their clothes falling under the bed.
Soon, their warmth intertwined.
It was the hottest and sweetest night in the world.
After embracing her, Chaeha’s temperature changed.
Although he tried not to show it outside, the change was too clear.
The human named Kwon Chaeha, as others often said, was thought to be an ice-cold and indifferent person by nature.
But as he hugged Seolwon, he realized that his chest could be as hot as fire.
Along with that winter night, the emotions he felt when Seolwon gently touched his hair.
A heart yearning for affectionate comfort.
To be more honest and straightforward, it was close to wanting to be playful.
The incident on that winter night became an opportunity for Chaeha to face the sincerity he had been avoiding, at least in his mind.
However, the ‘contract’ between the two was still there.
Nevertheless, the once elevated temperature of his feelings led to actions different from his usual self.
Using the excuse of being cold, he began to tidy up the study and started sharing a bed with Seolwon.
Although he had not been able to sleep comfortably for a moment, he found it fascinating that he could fall asleep carefree by her side.
As soon as the excuse of being cold arose, he moved to a separate room after the first night.
He wanted to be alone with Seolwon, away from the torment of Ha Youngju’s harassment.
Naturally, he came up with other excuses for her, and she willingly followed.
After moving out, the first thing Chaeha did was to create a new garden for Seolwon.
Knowing that she lost the garden that Ha Youngju had ruined, he pretended not to know throughout.
Since their private space was created, he found himself staying up later than her many nights.
To be precise, there were many days when Chaeha lay next to Seolwon without falling asleep.
One thing he learned from sharing a bed was that she often adopted an uncomfortable posture, subtly tossing and turning.
On that day, since Seolwon had pushed the pillow aside and laid her head at an awkward angle, he casually propped up an arm pillow.
When he reached out under her neck, Seolwon burst into a bright smile in her sleep, like a child.
It felt ticklish, but that wasn’t important.
Ironically, that smile tickled Kwon Chaeha’s heart.
It was the first time he had thought ‘beautiful’ upon seeing someone smile.
The desire to touch and possess was overwhelming to the point of being irresistible.
However, he still found it difficult to fully acknowledge his emotions as ‘love.’
Admitting something one has long denied is generally challenging for anyone.
“What’s this?”
“It’s a letter.”
“A letter?”
As the day of the contract’s expiration approached, Seolwon’s mother suddenly handed a letter envelope to Chaeha, who had visited the hospital feeling uneasy.
It was a fairly thick envelope.
Despite mentioning the word ‘letter,’ her expression seemed oddly nonchalant.
“I thought it would be nice if you and Seolwon could read it together later.”
“Why give this to me…”
“Because if I give it to Seolwon, she might feel sad for no reason. Despite appearances, our daughter has a fragile and delicate heart.”
“…”
“Take good care of her for me. She really likes you, our Seolwon.”
Caught off guard by the sudden curveball, Chaeha blinked his eyes, and she greeted him with a bright smile.
“I mentioned it last time, but I thought from the first time Kwon Chaeha visited our house, he would be connected with my daughter.”
“How…”
I wondered how she knew my feelings that even I didn’t know.
Then she explained that deduction very simply.
“Well, a woman who bothers to come to a man’s house who she has only met once must have some interest, don’t you think?”
It was an undeniable statement.
The day they first met Seolwon at the wedding hall.
The moment the dewdrop flower fell onto the back of his hand, and her clear and transparent pupils turned toward him.
The small and noble white flower fell on his chest, not his hand.
He didn’t know the emotion called love, and he especially didn’t know about falling for someone at first sight.
So, at that time, he couldn’t understand, and even when he knew, he denied it.
Since meeting her, every moment of his life was, in fact, filled with love.
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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