Feeling exhilarated, Chae Yoon let out a soft chuckle and said, “Brother, I’ll consider it when you become a bit more patient.”
Her refreshing voice deepened his smile even further.
“You won’t give in, huh?”
Chae Yoon playfully shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, “I told you so,” and laughed.
His desire to tease her got the best of him, and Jae Oh planted a brief kiss on Chae Yoon’s lips.
Chae Yoon felt the texture of the lips that had touched hers, and her eyes widened.
“Again…!”
Jae Oh noticed Chae Yoon’s subtle eye signal to be quieter, but he pretended not to understand. After all, this was something he had learned to endure.
In his heart, he didn’t want to hold her tightly and let go. So he reluctantly peeled away from her, heading towards the guest room.
As he distanced himself, Chae Yoon’s narrowed gaze followed him closely.
‘If only a small opportunity arises…’
It had only been a short time since their first kiss, but he couldn’t resist leaning in for more. Whether it was at the Yeun Construction office or at home after work, he seized any chance to kiss her.
After dinner, she had managed to stop him from doing that, but this time his hands couldn’t be restrained. While playing with her hair was something she had grown accustomed to, his hands continued their descent like water, settling at her waist.
Unknowingly, Chae Yoon leaned into his embrace, thanks to his incredibly natural touch, and they continued their conversation in that position until their eyes met…
The moment was more intimate than what they had experienced in the home office, and with this situation, Chae Yoon tightly closed her eyes and shook her head from side to side.
In this state, if she were to reveal the front door’s passcode, it seemed like this man would linger here even after it was done.
So, Chae Yoon had promised herself that she wouldn’t tell Jae Oh about anything that could let him into the front door for a while. She wasn’t sure how long this promise would hold.
While she was lost in thought, a soft voice reached her ears.
“Why are you like this? Is something hurting?”
Chae Yoon’s eyes, which had been half-closed, snapped open.
What was he talking about? Puzzled, she looked up at Jae Oh.
He had somehow moved right in front of her, his eyes filled with concern.
Despite having done nothing more than turning her head, why was he making such a big deal out of it?
“Is it because of the accident?” Chae Yoon wondered.
She had a feeling of unnecessary worry even before the accident, but it seemed to intensify after the incident. So, Chae Yoon quietly observed Jae Oh, who was checking on her condition.
At some point, this man had started looking at her all the time.
When I met his meticulous gaze, it felt like he was trying to figure out my heart and state of mind, and I could sense his feelings fully.
“Can’t control myself.”
Chae Yoon found it fascinating how she could discern his emotions to the extent that she could when she received Jae Oh’s persistent gaze.
He had never seemed to view her as a woman. However, now, this man was doing everything he could to stay close to her, unable to touch her, and becoming restless.
That sight was pleasing. It was a feeling of the emptiness in her heart being filled that she had never experienced before.
Thanks to this emotion, Chae Yoon couldn’t help but smile when she looked at Jae Oh. Her heart was racing, and the world seemed brighter than ever.
In such a state, could there be any pain?
“If you’re in pain, tell me.”
Even if there was pain, Chae Yoon firmly shook her head.
“No, I’m not in pain.”
Without a word, Jae Oh continued to gaze at Chae Yoon, as if he couldn’t believe her answer.
At that moment, Chae Yoon responded with an indifferent expression.
“Really.”
As she spoke and walked past him, Jae Oh’s gaze stayed fixed on Chae Yoon.
Despite knowing that there was no pain in these circumstances, her heart couldn’t fully relax. Except for when Chae Yoon was hospitalized due to the accident, he had never known what expression she made when she was in pain or how she reacted.
She had become a woman accustomed to silently enduring things, or rather, she had become accustomed to it.
It wasn’t just the incident itself, but also his lack of interest in anything else that made Jae Oh unable to fully believe Chae Yoon when she said she was okay.
Thinking about the past, a heaviness settled in one corner of his heart.
When Jae Oh felt the weight he would have to carry forever, his eyes darkened, but a clear voice shattered his reverie.
“Oppa?”
Jae Oh’s gaze turned toward Chae Yoon.
“Why are you standing there? Is something wrong? Do you hurt somewhere?”
As Jae Oh looked at Chae Yoon’s bright expression, imitating what he had said and gazing at him, a part of his heart grew heavier, but he smiled.
“It’s nothing. I was just lost in thought, thinking about you.”
It was a smile that didn’t reveal the heaviness that had settled in his heart.
[Star icon]Entering the guest room with Chae Yoon, Jae Oh briefly scanned the state of the room with his eyes before speaking.
“I don’t think it’ll work. I’ll call someone tomorrow for a thorough cleaning.”
Amidst the ongoing discussion about the unfinished cleaning, Chae Yoon’s head tilted slightly to the side.
“Do we really need to go that far?”
“Yeah. We’re changing the furniture in the guest room too. Might as well do a thorough job.”
Cleaning, fine, but why change the furniture again?
“Why are we changing the furniture?”
Jae Oh’s foot lightly tapped the bed.
“I don’t like this.”
It’s too short for me.
Hearing his blunt tone, Chae Yoon chuckled.
“I didn’t leave it there for you to like, you know.”
Jae Oh responded in an indifferent tone, “I can’t sleep well in uncomfortable places.”
“I wasn’t raised in luxury either, so don’t worry.”
At that moment, his deep eyes moved slowly.
Blinking as if he was contemplating something for a moment, Jae Oh then coolly nodded and said.
“Alright. I’ll take care of the furniture, so go ahead and clean.”
Chae Yoon knew there was no reason to oppose, even though she couldn’t understand why he was so fixated on cleaning.
[Star Icon]The next afternoon.
Woo Jong approached Jae Oh, who was looking at some financial documents.
“It’s done now, and they didn’t find any bugs or listening devices.”
As Chae Yoon listened to Woo Jong’s report, a chill ran down her spine as she observed his cold, elongated gaze.
“Oh, and there’s this…”
When Woo Jong set down what he had been holding, Jae Oh’s gaze shifted.
“Yesterday, it’s about Kwon Ho Yeon.”
At the mention of Ho Yeon’s name, Jae Oh’s handsome face contorted.
Without even sparing a glance at the photo containing Ho Yeon’s image, Jae Oh put down the fountain pen he had been holding and said, “Is that guy still unreachable?”
“Yes.”
At that moment, the wrinkles on his already furrowed forehead deepened even further.
“I need to meet that bastard…”
As Jae Oh’s thoughts grew longer, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the desk lit up.
“When are you leaving?”
Upon seeing Chae Yoon’s message, Jae Oh replied promptly.
“In 20 minutes.”
Seeing Jae Oh’s response, Chae Yoon’s lips curled up into a cheerful smile.
The menu for tonight was a course meal served at a restaurant they often frequented.
Excited at the prospect of having a meal alone with him at their favorite place, Chae Yoon quickly began to tidy up her surroundings.
Approximately an hour later.
“Oh, really, just stay still… Huh?”
As Jae Oh had been lost in thought from the car until now, Chae Yoon’s eyes, which had been trailing him, suddenly widened as they reached the front of the restaurant.
Jae Oh’s steps, while looking at Chae Yoon, came to a halt.
Wondering why, he was about to turn his head to face her when an unexpected title escaped Chae Yoon’s lips.
“Director Lim!”
His thick eyebrows twitched.
Director?
Could it be…
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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