No matter what trials came their way, he couldn’t collapse or crumble now.
For the sake of his beloved Seoha and Minjun.
Taekyung was afraid that if he let go, Seoha might shatter, and Seoha, knowing Taekyung’s feelings, couldn’t leave his embrace because her sense of guilt was too overwhelming.
The two comforted and consoled each other for quite a while with feelings of mutual apologies, gratitude, self-reproach, and guilt without saying a word.
Seoha, who had been quietly nestled against him, leaned on his chest and made a request.
“Oppa, I want to meet the chairman. Can you go with me?”
For Yuna, going to work was a struggle. It wasn’t easy enduring the unkind glances directed at her. She wished to quit the company right away, but she couldn’t do that.
For the sake of her marriage to Taekyung, she needed to maintain some connection with Hyunyoung.
The only refuge in the company was Doyeop.
[Come to the rooftop. I brought Dalgona latte that Director likes.]Since the last drinking session, Doyeop hadn’t demanded anything. Other men who approached Yuna in the past would have tried to take her to a hotel by now if they were in a similar situation.
But Doyeop took Yuna home in a taxi.
Yuna appreciated Doyeop’s actions.
While he didn’t reveal too much familiarity at the company, there was a slightly warmer approach than before.
Yuna wanted to escape the suffocating office for a while, so she gladly accepted Doyeop’s invitation.
[Sure. I’ll come up now.]As Yuna pretended to go to the restroom and stood up, Soyeong, who was sitting across from her, glanced at her.
“Why do you go to the bathroom every hour?”
Ignoring the grumbling Soyeong, Yuna left.
It felt unfair and infuriating.
Upon leaving the office, she shot a resentful look at the invisible Soyeong.
“What did I do wrong? Park Soyeong comes in late every lunch break, claiming she’s in a relationship with a male colleague, and why is she complaining about me going out frequently? And is she on the same level as me in her second year?”
Yuna disliked Soyeong, but she couldn’t show it outwardly. And receiving unwelcoming glances from a second-year employee made her extremely uncomfortable.
She hadn’t shown it outwardly, but she wondered if others felt similarly.
Yuna grabbed her head and went up to the rooftop with Doyeop. He offered a smiling cup of coffee with rising steam.
“Drink it while it’s warm. It’s cold, isn’t it?”
“Thank you. It’s refreshing and nice to feel the cool breeze.”
Doyeop didn’t bring up anything special to talk about. He just sat beside her, sipping coffee together. For Yuna, that was a great comfort.
However, whenever she saw Doyeop, she felt a tinge of regret because the one comforting and caring for her was not Taekyung but Doyeop.
Whether Doyeop knew about Yuna or not, he consistently approached her.
Yuna found it both frustrating and resentful that it wasn’t Taekyung, who didn’t even spare her a glance, comforting her.
Because, in Yuna’s world, besides Doyeop, no one accepted her.
Doyeop smiled broadly at Yuna, who was glancing at herself.
“Is the coffee good?”
“Yes, it’s delicious.”
“I’m relieved. Director, are you free for dinner tonight? There’s a really delicious kalguksu place in front of here. It’s a bit awkward to go alone, so would you mind going with me?”
“Sure. Since you keep getting me coffee, I’ll buy the kalguksu tonight.”
“No! I suggested going first, so I’ll buy it. Just buy me something more expensive and tasty next time.”
Doyeop finished the remaining coffee, making a fuss. Yuna felt herself becoming muddled when she was with Doyeop.
For a moment, she forgot about Taekyung, Kim Seoha, and everything else.
But she didn’t think this relationship would last long—a relationship to meet casually and eventually stop.
So she decided to do as she pleased.
Although Taekyung never cared for her feelings and trampled over her, didn’t she deserve to meet another man at least once?
Even if she married Taekyung, it felt unfair to marry him without experiencing a proper relationship.
She couldn’t give up on marrying Taekyung, but she still wanted to try dating.
If it was Doyeop, it seemed okay.
With these thoughts, Yuna, more cheerful than ever, answered Doyeop with a bright smile.
“Of course. Let’s do that.”
“Director, smile. Just like now. Don’t worry about what people say. People don’t remember other people’s business for long.”
“…”
Yuna froze at Doyeop’s sudden consolation.
Not even her father told her to smile. He only calculated her usefulness.
Yuna suppressed the urge to cry.
“I enjoyed the coffee. I have to upload a report, so I’ll go down.”
“Sure. See you later tonight!”
Yuna quickly left her seat. For quite a while, she felt Doyeop’s gaze from behind. Yuna sat down on the emergency stairs. She began to calculate her relationship with Doyeop.
Whether Doyeop said anything or not, she would eventually have to marry the person her father wanted if she couldn’t marry Taekyung.
Doyeop was just a passing wind, and the wind had to pass by.
“Why, of all people, Choi Doyeop? Not Han Taekyung. Or even someone from a good family.”
Yuna sighed out meaningless regret.
Her father worked for a small trading company in the provinces, and her mother was a housewife. Her older brother worked at the provincial office.
That was Doyeop’s background—a family that was of no help to Yuna.
More precisely, it wasn’t Yuna but her father Cheolwook’s political life that was of no help.
Yuna sighed.
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
