“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry; it’s all my fault. I’ll call Seoul and apologize there too. Huh? Please forgive me, please…”
Jae-ha’s voice trembled faintly.
As if checking if it wasn’t a dream, the touch confirming that the person in front was indeed Yoon Eun-jo was cautious yet urgent.
Long hair, slender shoulders, warmth and a sweet scent emanating from her small body. It really is her…
“Eun-jo…”
“Sob… I hate it, I hate you…”
Sniffling, Eun-jo lightly hit Jae-ha’s chest. Then, she buried her face in his chest again.
Even as she said she hated him and despised him, she couldn’t help it. In the familiar scent of the man, she felt a deep sense of comfort.
“Okay, okay, take it slow. But… don’t cry.”
“Sob… Mom, don’t cry.”
Ah[Dash]Da-on! The child shaking the end of Jae-ha’s jacket was looking up at them. In her clear and innocent eyes, there was full of concern.
Eun-jo, who had separated from Jae-ha’s embrace, quickly picked up the child and held her.
“Sorry, baby… Mom won’t cry anymore.”
“…Eun-jo, is that really true? Is it really… Oh, oh…”
Now she wanted to confirm the fact. Jae-ha, with an anxious expression, couldn’t easily bring himself to utter the word ‘baby.’
“Oh, dear, Mommy’s little twinkling star is sleeping in her belly! She probably woke up again! It’s going to be another round of vomiting. Are you okay, Mom?”
“I’m okay, and Twinkling is still sleeping.”
With her eyes wide open, Eun-jo looked up at Jae-ha’s pale face.
An unexpected and coincidental reunion. The calm and mature situation she had thought about and calculated all along seemed too far away now.
No one was giving them suspicious looks, but occasionally, some people showed a smile as if understanding. Curious faces still glanced at them.
Behaviors everyone knows but the actors themselves are unaware of. ‘Affectionate actions’ unfold, revealing love while pretending to quarrel.
Finally, Eun-jo, whose face had become hot, half-consciously grabbed Jae-ha’s sleeve.
“It’s so embarrassing. What should we do?”
“…Huh? What? Why do I often come here?”
“Kwon Jae-ha, snap out of it. We need to leave.”
“…Huh. Okay.”
Eun-jo quickly left the sweet-smelling cake shop.
She held Da-on’s hand on one side and firmly gripped Jae-ha’s sleeve with the other.
7:00 PM, Jenice’s penthouse.
Having taken a small bite of well-cooked meat, Eun-jo, who was sitting around the spacious dining table, looked at the people in turn.
The dinner was completely different from what she had expected. Firstly, her thoughts that it would be a very formal occasion were totally wrong.
Except for the fact that there were more people serving than those eating, the dinner table was rather simple, with steak and vegetable dishes as the basics.
The casually dressed elderly couple treated Eun-jo as if she were their granddaughter whom they had met just a few days ago.
Most surprisingly, Jenice had already started treatment, and she looked very happy. It was clear that she had known about Eun-jo’s pregnancy long before.
“…”
Eun-jo avoided Jae-ha’s deep gaze as he looked at her. In truth, it’s been unbearable how he’s been looking at her strangely the whole time.
Lifting her gaze that had been lowered, Eun-jo looked at Jae-ha, who was exaggerating how dirty hotels could be.
Home? What home? Why is he acting like that? Maybe everyone is laughing at me without my knowing!
[Jae-ha, honestly, can a deluxe hotel be a bunch of germs? The only concern might be the heating. Most hotels that boast tradition often have imperfect heating.]Jenice brought up the heating issue, and Sun-woo helped.
“Chae-hyeong, do you know that? New York is the only city in the world with centralized heating. It’s very different from Korea.”
[Eun-jo, just my opinion, [star icon][star icon] but if it’s a hotel, the unfamiliar noise might be more of a problem than the cold. There’s a sound called a steam hammer, which is the sound of water hitting the pipes. Thump! Thump! Thump! When the pressure from the steam acts on the curved part of the pipe, it makes this sound. The first time I heard it, I thought there was a ghost. It sounds like someone hitting the pipes with a hammer.]Kyle Alexis of SilverHair added a friendly wink at the end of the lengthy explanation.
Sounds of waiting for Eun-jo’s decision continued one after another. The pressure was building.
Well, Sun-woo cleared his throat.
“Since the anti-nuclear policy in New York, electricity costs have skyrocketed by more than four times. Most people here try to save even a little.”
“How about your brother-in-law’s house? It’s not cold, right?”
…Brother-in-law. Min-ah, who had been silent, finally joined in.
“The exterior looks like it’s from the 1900s, but the inside is modern.”
“Of course, I asked an obvious question. Unni, can’t we just go to your brother-in-law’s house? Then, I want to stay at Oppa’s place.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
