Only Bad for Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
One, two, three, four, five…
Eun Jo tightly clenched her fists and squeezed her eyes shut, counting numbers silently in her mind.
Though her slender shoulders stiffened like stone, Jae Ha—too absorbed in his own desire—took several deep breaths.
Intoxicated by her warm, sweet scent, his mind grew hazy as if drunk. Feeling his heart beat with pleasant rhythm, he tightened his arms around her.
He was about to lose his mind, desperate to press his lips against the soft lobe of her ear and the pulsing vein just beneath it.
The moment his patience ran out and his lips touched her pale, translucent skin—
Eun Jo, trapped in his embrace, wriggled and pushed desperately against Jae Ha’s chest.
“Enough with the greeting! This is plenty. I’m… really glad to see you too.”
“……”
“Can’t you hear me? Stop it! Snap out of it!”
“Caught again. Must be losing my mind.”
The instant Jae Ha grabbed her small hand pushing him away, Eun Jo flinched and let out a soft moan.
“Ah…!”
“What’s wrong with your hand? It’s all red. Let me see.”
“It’s nothing, really. I’m fine.”
“Did you burn yourself like a dummy?”
“Yes! I burned myself because I’m a dummy! Looks like we’re pretty much done here—can I go home now? That easy 5 million won really helped me out. Please deduct it from the principal.”
She tried sounding resolute, but froze upon hearing her own words—“principal.”
Frowning, Eun Jo clamped her lips shut.
Instead, she reached for her blouse lying nearby, but Jae Ha snatched it up first.
Standing right before her, eyes blazing with fire—he looked no different from Da On when thoroughly annoyed.
In situations like this, it’s always best to soothe first.
“You probably don’t know, but ironing’s always like this. This isn’t even a real burn—just feels a tiny bit sore.”
“……Come with me.”
Rubbing his face with one hand, Jae Ha turned away with a defeated sigh.
.
.
He actually had a first aid kit. Eun Jo, letting Jae Ha tend to her hand, blinked slowly in silence.
She watched patiently as he gently applied the ointment in thin, careful strokes—as if melting it into her skin.
“Sigh… Can I go now? My blouse, please…”
“You okay? Still hurting?”
“No, it doesn’t hurt. Thank you.”
She deliberately spoke in a stiff, robotic tone to show her discomfort, but he ignored it completely—in fact, he even winked playfully, clearly amused.
Eun Jo, biting her lips, followed Kwon Jae Ha’s movements with her eyes as he capped the tiny ointment tube and placed it back in the box.
Even as she worried how to overcome this awkward situation, her eyes kept drifting toward his broad shoulders stretching the dress shirt taut and his firm chest.
“Well then… how about dinner? I haven’t eaten yet.”
Again? Surely not—Eun Jo’s eyes widened. Predictably unfazed, Kwon Jae Ha simply grinned and loosened his tie.
“Too much silence spoils the flavor.”
“You want me to chatter away while eating?”
“Yep. You’ll serve me dinner.”
“Fine, but tell me something first.”
“What are you curious about?”
“You cheeky little thief,” Jae Ha muttered softly, opening the cardboard boxes on the dining table.
As each package came undone, a rich, savory aroma filled the air.
“How much? How much is my one minute worth? My one hour?”
“Hmm… how much could it be?”
“……”
“Come here.”
At his nod toward the chair, Eun Jo blinked her big eyes resentfully but slowly approached the table and accepted the napkin he offered.
“The only part of you that holds value to me is…”
Jae Ha let his sentence trail off, scanning her from head to toe as if appraising her worth.
Seeing her slender shoulders and the gentle curves hidden beneath his gray T-shirt stirred something unexpectedly poignant in him.
It would’ve been even better if she’d skipped the skirt, just like before.
Should I revise the contract? That she must always wear only my T-shirt in front of me?
Not a bad idea.
“That look—you’re really not making me feel great.”
“What look? The crazy-eyed look? Keep getting caught, huh.”
“……”
Calmly, Jae Ha stared down at her small, tightly clenched fist.
“The only part of you that holds value to me is just one thing—but it’s quite extraordinary.”
Acknowledging it, he gave a nonchalant shrug and handed her a fork.
“I’m serious. At the very least, if you’re sleeping with me for money, you should know the worth of your labor.”
Frustrated, Jae Ha set down his fork, tugged his tie even harder, and unbuttoned his shirt.
She has no idea what “sleeping with someone for money” really means.
“Not hungry? Want to tour my room instead?”
“What?”
“Stay over.”
“I’ll finish the rest tomorrow. I should probably go now…”
“I already told you—it’ll have to continue tomorrow or the day after.”
I’m grateful, truly—but you’re still a bad guy. Eun Jo narrowed her eyes sharply.
“I know.” Jae Ha tilted his head slightly, gazing intently into Eun Jo’s eyes.
“If you don’t want to stay over, then move into this house.”
“What’s the difference?”
“If you must split hairs—it’s a matter of now versus later.”
“……”
“Will you eat, or come upstairs?”
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If it were a company dinner, she would’ve mentioned it in advance. Who is she with at this hour?
Eun Jo always called to explain whenever she couldn’t make it home for dinner—and she’d even had a brief call with Da On.
Naturally, the name that crossed Min Ah’s mind was Kwon Jae Ha.
The man who froze her sister’s heart solid—could it possibly be him?
The man from that sorrowful memory—the one who dried up even her tears.
She knew Yoon Eun Jo wouldn’t just confess everything if asked outright, which only made it more frustrating.
Should I go check on her myself?
Yeah… after all, she helped me. It wouldn’t hurt to meet her briefly, just to thank her.
Without my sister knowing.
Min Ah stroked Da On’s head as he sat glued to the TV beside her.
“Da On-ah.”
“Hmm?”
“Chae Rin said she has two dads, right? Because her mom got married twice.”
“……Yeah.”
The boy, absorbed in the square, yellow cartoon, blinked slowly, drowsiness creeping in.
“What does Chae Rin think about having two dads?”
“I wish I had two dads too.”
Min Ah shifted slightly in her seat and kissed his plump, adorable cheek.
“But you… already have two moms.”
“Right. But when I call you ‘Mom,’ Auntie gets mad! I won’t do it anymore. Sigh…”
Annoyed, Da On pushed away Min Ah’s face pressed against his and stretched his small body with a long yawn.
Yet Min Ah, relentless, pulled up the blanket that had slipped onto the floor.
“Do you like Eun Jo’s mom more… or me?”
“Mom! I wanna call Mom! Why isn’t she coming?”
Watching the child burrow deeper into her arms while calling for his mother, Min Ah’s face instantly fell.
It can’t get any later. I have to get you back to where you belong soon. What should I do?
“……I was such a fool. This isn’t good for anyone.”
She’d done something unforgivable to both her sister and the child. Min Ah muttered to herself, regretting the choice she’d once made.
As if sensing her thoughts, the sweet child placed his small hand gently on Min Ah’s cheek.
“Of course I love you too, Auntie-Mom. Maybe not as much as Sunshine—but I love you.”
“Tch, whatever. I’m already mad.”
Ignoring her, Da On rummaged under the blanket and grabbed the remote.
An utterly adorable bundle no one could even pretend to dislike. Min Ah just kept cooing and confessing her love.
“You’re my sunshine. My puppy.”
“Really? Thanks. Wanna watch ‘Doraemon: Nobita’s Great Adventure in the South Seas’ together?”
“Again? Uh… sure…”
★★★
Does everyone have that one person?
Someone like Wang Na Na—guaranteed to bring bad luck the moment you meet them.
Or someone who, from the very first day you met, has always offered comfort and hope—warm, genuinely lucky people.
After several gloomy, troubled days, Eun Jo received a welcome call.
A man who made her believe fate truly existed.
Choi Sun Woo.
“Hello!”
[Hey, Eun Jo! How’ve you been?]“Choi Sun Woo? Mr. Sun Woo?”
[Yes, it’s Choi Sun Woo! I’m in Seoul. Where are you? At work?]“Seoul? When did you get here? Where are you now?”
Team Leader Jang watched as Eun Jo shot up from her seat, pushing her chair back, and immediately shook his head in disapproval.
Turning to the puzzled designers, he loudly announced for everyone to hear,
“That boyfriend of hers—only meets once every two or three years, and only exchanges greetings during holidays. Her American boyfriend.”
Eun Jo, watching Team Leader Jang shake his head again, beamed with a wide smile.
.
.
Right at quitting time, Eun Jo grabbed her handbag and swiftly crossed the lobby.
Rushing through the revolving door and glancing around, someone tapped her shoulder.
“Hi.”
“Mr. Sun Woo!”
Sun Woo pulled the hesitant, flustered Eun Jo into an easy embrace.
“How’ve you been?”
Eun Jo lifted her arms and patted her friend’s back in return.
“Of course! So happy to see you.”
“Let me take a look. Wow—you’ve gotten even prettier. You look healthy too.”
“You look great too. Haven’t had dinner yet, right?”
“Of course not. What should we eat?”
“‘Of course’? Do you still struggle with that pronunciation?”
“Of—course. Better?”
Haha—both burst into laughter, facing each other.
.
.
Ahem. Secretary Kang, seated in the driver’s seat for once, cleared his throat awkwardly. Picking today was a spectacularly bad idea.
He’d expected that seeing them together might yield some useful insight—but it was just a total waste.
“The Chairman’s face is ashen. Should I turn the car around?”
“……”
Jae Ha gritted his teeth, staring at the scene unfolding before him.
So this was it—the reason he’d been so restless, his heart tangled in worry despite knowing Eun Jo had nowhere left to run.
He hadn’t slept for nights, haunted by that sweet, lingering scent of her skin—until he finally came looking for her.
And yet, with nowhere to escape, how long did she think she could keep pushing him away? He’d even considered coaxing her over dinner.
Ha! Unbelievable.
It’s the same in Korea—and especially in America—where there are all kinds of rich people.
Those like Kwon Jae Ha, for whom spending money is as natural and effortless as breathing.
And then there are those like that damn bastard—rich as hell yet pretending to be humble and frugal, putting on some fake air of refinement.
“Asshole. Then why take first class? Crawl over here on your knees instead.”
“What?”
“Never mind. Turn the car around.”
He’d known it since the first moment he saw him on the plane.
That guy was surprisingly humble given everything he was born with.
And now that smug bastard was with Yoon Eun Jo.
He didn’t see any flowers, but the guy had dared to embrace her.
Jae Ha pressed his fingertips hard against his throbbing temples.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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