Taming the Dangerous Lawyer Secretly (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 5
He disliked wasting resources—whether time, money, or manpower.
So it surprised her that he, who she expected to snap angrily at the outrageously high price listed under unnecessary items, was nodding along agreeably instead.
“Down here. What’s this 700,000 won charge for limousine service?”
“Well—it’s a party! I’ll be wearing a dress, so I can’t just take a taxi… I have to ride a limo…?”
“Limousines are big, but their ride quality isn’t great. My car’s better. I’ll drive you.”
But that wasn’t the issue—whose car it was didn’t matter. Why wasn’t he angry?
Jun Hwi merely gave a slight nod, the corners of his lips lifting faintly, showing no sign of displeasure.
Stunned, Yeon Woo could only watch as he picked up a fountain pen and signed the document with effortless ease—
“Is your French practice going well?”
“Oh, yes! I’m practicing.”
He even ambushed her with a question in fluent French.
‘What on earth can’t this man do?’
Ah—but more importantly right now, she needed to reinforce his negative impression of her.
Yeon Woo quickly gathered herself and moved to bring up the next “thing Jun Hwi would hate” she’d prepared.
“By the way, Attorney. What kind of physical contact should I prepare for that day?”
“What? What are you supposed to prepare?”
“You said I’d be playing your partner. So physical affection seems essential. How far would you like to go? Newlyweds? Long-term lovers?”
From her observations, he clearly disliked physical contact with others.
He always stood far away from people in the elevator, tucked into a corner.
She’d once seen him sharply recoil—so stiffly it made even bystanders feel awkward—when a female attorney tapped his shoulder to get his attention in a meeting room.
With many such incidents under her belt, she was certain.
A man who hated being touched wouldn’t possibly enjoy someone openly offering physical contact.
“I can adjust to whatever level you prefer, Attorney.”
So, steeling herself, she skipped directly asking about their partner dynamic and instead tossed out a line implying she expected physical intimacy.
She fluttered her eyelashes like someone ready to cling to him possessively and added a sweet, coy smile.
“…”
“…”
This time, it seemed to land—awkward silence hung between them.
‘See? Even you’re conflicted about doing that sort of thing with me, Attorney, right?’
Just say now that you can’t go through with it or find someone else!
Hmm. He broke the silence first with a light cough, then slowly rubbed his forehead.
“Ms. Kim. The only reason I asked you to come as my partner is—”
He meant to explain that appearances were all that mattered—that their relationship didn’t have to be strictly platonic, nor did they need to lie to the client—but
Jun Hwi’s calm voice was abruptly cut off by an unexpected interruption.
Thud. Plop.
A sound of something dropping onto the documents in his approval folder.
Realizing the red liquid dripping onto the papers came from her own nose, Yeon Woo jolted in shock.
“…Ah, why again…!”
Jun Hwi stared at Yeon Woo, flustered and helplessly covering her suddenly gushing nosebleed with her hands—
Yet all his attention was fixated solely on the dark red stain spreading across the white paper.
The ominous crimson tide seeping outward, staining the surrounding area.
The dizzying contrast between white and dark red abruptly overwhelmed his vision.
He needed to help her—
But against his will, his sight began fading to black.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
A massive boulder inside his head relentlessly crushed him.
His heart pounded violently, threatening to shatter his entire body as it raced dangerously out of control.
‘Hyung! Dad! Are you okay? Hyung!’
Whirring—sirens ringing as hallucinations. The chaotic shuffle of adults rushing from every direction.
‘Hyung! Dad!’ His own childhood screams, desperate and torn.
Fragments of long-buried memories sliced through his bloodstream like shards of glass.
“…!”
His mind writhed in agony, as if being ripped apart by something sharp.
Whether his eyes were open or closed, the afterimage of white paper stained with dark red blood clung stubbornly to his thoughts.
“Get out… Get out right now!”
He hurled the approval folder aside and shrieked hysterically at Yeon Woo.
“Now! Get out, I said!”
“Oh…”
No matter how much he yelled, Yeon Woo remained rooted in place before him.
Dark red blood seeped steadily through her fingers, frozen in panic.
Damn that blood!
“Get out! I said get out! Please… just go…!”
People began gathering outside the door, murmuring in confusion—this was the first time they’d ever seen an attorney scream at their secretary to leave in person.
“Oh my, Ms. Kim!”
Attorney Yang from the adjacent office rushed over and supported the staggering Yeon Woo. She gently passed her to the new secretary who had just entered and patted her back soothingly.
The moment Yeon Woo finally left his office, the door slammed shut violently behind her.
“Ms. Kim, are you okay?”
“Yes… I’m fine.”
“We need to wash that blood off first. What should we do?”
“I’m really okay. I guess it just hasn’t stopped well since it started earlier.”
After calming the visibly trembling new secretary, Yeon Woo hurried off to the restroom.
***
Her reflection in the mirror was a mess.
Disheveled hair. Dried blood smeared all over her face. Lips swollen purplish-blue.
“This is… honestly the worst.”
Her heart still pounded from the shock.
Even her hands trembled slightly as she cleaned up the splattered bloodstains with water from the sink.
She’d been startled by the sudden nosebleed herself, but Jun Hwi’s explosive outburst—shouting at her to leave like a seizure—froze her in place, her body refusing to obey.
Was physical contact really that sensitive an issue for him?
Or had she triggered something else entirely?
For a moment, she even worried that he—pale-faced and screaming—might be the one who needed help.
It was a complete departure from his usual arrogance and distant coldness.
“Ha…”
Her eyes suddenly grew heavy, stinging with tears. She felt wronged, pitiful, overwhelmed.
Yeon Woo blinked fiercely, desperately trying to hold back the tears welling up.
***
[Are you okay? What happened?]When she finally returned to her seat, a message from Cha Han Bin was blinking on her screen.
Just how huge must the commotion have been for news to reach him all the way on the opposite end of the office?
She didn’t even have the energy to reply that she was fine—nor did she want to show her vulnerable side to Cha Han Bin.
“…”
Pressing her throbbing temples, Yeon Woo simply closed the message window.
***
Just hearing the “R” in “Ro And Yul” made her furious after yesterday’s chaos, yet exhausted from a sleepless night, Yeon Woo dragged herself through her morning routine.
She’d genuinely, seriously considered taking a day off—but only briefly.
After all, the atmosphere had been perfectly fine until that moment, and his outburst had gone far beyond ordinary anger.
She wanted to hear his explanation—why he’d reacted so extremely.
She also didn’t want strangers labeling her as “just another poor secretary victimized by prickly Kwon Jun Hwi.”
Ultimately, a quiet surge of stubborn pride made her decide to go to work anyway.
Correction—not “just go to work,” but to leave home dressed far more deliberately than usual.
She took deep breaths of the crisp autumn morning air to sharpen her focus.
She even hummed her carefully curated “soul music” playlist and marched into the lobby with such determination that picking up the morning newspapers felt like a tactical operation.
I won’t let Kwon Jun Hwi ruin my good mood. I’m a mature, professional career woman.
“Good morning, Ms. Kim.”
“Yeah. Morning, Hye Jin.”
“Wow, your earrings are gorgeous today!”
“Really? Thank you.”
Yeon Woo and the new hire chatted amicably as they walked to their desks from the elevator.
Her deep scarlet skirt injected vibrant life into the otherwise gray-and-beige hallway, the soft rustle of its chiffon hem a pleasant sound.
But waiting at her desk before her was a large box filled with colorful macarons.
“Where’d these macarons come from?”
“Could it be Attorney Cha? It’s from the exact same shop he gave us before.”
The two puzzled over the mysterious surprise gift.
‘Maybe Oppa Han Bin felt bad about yesterday and wanted to comfort me?’
“You must’ve gone through so much trouble getting these this early. That shop sells out instantly the moment it opens at dawn.”
“Is it really that famous? Well, let’s enjoy them.”
Truly thoughtful of Cha Han Bin. The sweet aroma that wafted out as she opened the box brought an involuntary smile to her face.
Yeon Woo carefully selected a macaron, placed it in her mouth, and savored its melting flavor.
Mmm—luxuriously chewy filling with a sweet-tart raspberry note.
“Oh. These are too good. I can’t stop.”
Should she have just one more? Reaching for a milk-flavored one this time—
“Ms. Kim! Ms. Kim!”
Ah—the voice that marked the start of her day.
Jun Hwi called out loudly for Yeon Woo as if yesterday’s chaos had never happened, falling right back into his usual morning routine.
Her lips, which had just curved upward, instantly drooped.
Sighing, Yeon Woo picked up five newspapers and headed toward his office ten steps away.
“…”
“…”
The air in his office, as always, felt heavy with his presence.
They stared at each other silently, as if saying hello first would mean losing—until Jun Hwi, unable to bear the tension, spoke first.
“About yesterday—”
Good. Apologize first, explain yourself, and I’ll be willing to say I’m sorry too.
“I’ve transferred the money—3 million won. Check your account.”
…Right, never expect anything from this man who scores zero on human relations.
Yeon Woo extinguished the 0.01% hope that he might at least pretend to feel sorry and gave a hollow, perfunctory smile.
“Okay.”
“And, Ms. Kim.”
He stopped her again just as she placed the newspapers on the table in front of the sofa and turned to leave.
“Enjoy them.”
So those incredibly delicious macarons were actually from Kwon Jun Hwi’s thoughtful gesture—not Cha Han Bin’s?
“My goodness.”
Back at her desk, Yeon Woo stared blankly at the macarons, still glowing in their vibrant rainbow colors.
What had moments ago seemed delightful and beautiful instantly transformed into pure diabetes-inducing sugar bombs by some cruel magic.
The image of that tall, monochrome man grumbling in line at dawn just to buy these made her snort with laughter.
He probably muttered curses the whole time—he hated waiting, after all. Did he personally pick each flavor? The sight of that sleek-suited man holding such a dainty macaron box was almost comical.
It was… kind of amusing, actually.
But she still hated him.
Picking up the macaron box with resolve, Yeon Woo stood up decisively and headed to the pantry.
***
Should she just throw them away?
She’d opened the trash bin lid, ready to dump the entire box—Kwon Attorney’s baffling, infuriating gift—
“…I can’t do it.”
Of course she couldn’t. Food wasn’t to blame—how could she toss perfectly good food?
She’d just leave it in the pantry. Since she wouldn’t eat anything he gave her, whoever wanted it could take it—she didn’t care.
After placing the macaron box where it’d be most visible, Yeon Woo stepped out of the pantry feeling relieved—
“Huh!”
—only to bump her forehead squarely against a massive figure standing right in front of the door.
“I’m so sor—”
“Yes.”
Jun Hwi looked down at her, his expression unreadable as she buried her face unexpectedly into his chest.
Rubbing her forehead, Yeon Woo quickly squeezed herself against the wall—far enough away that even his broad frame passing by wouldn’t graze her.
It was slightly exaggerated, but her fierce determination to avoid even the slightest contact with him—someone who loathed physical touch—was unmistakable.
But no matter what resolve she’d steeled herself with, he didn’t even glance her way as he simply brushed past and entered the pantry.
When scheming men desperately battle for her favor in the male harem
This one’s also on my reread list! The rivalry, scheming between the men in the imperial harem are just as intense and thrilling as in classic palace drama novels, where concubines fight to the death. Give it a read, girls! I promise you won’t be disappointed.
Synopsis:
“I am not worthy of her… but I still want to be by her side, even if only as a loyal dog…”
Those were the painful whispers of Yue Guanyi – the proud Crown Prince of the Great Qi, who was torn between deep love and a guilty conscience. Despite holding the supreme power of the Imperial Guard, he still could not forget the dark past when he was sold into a brothel.
Fate played a cruel twist when Qiu Shuzhi – a young female official who had just passed the imperial examinations with top honors – stepped into his life. She did not know that she was the one who had saved him from a tragic fate many years ago. And now, her heart was the target of pursuit for both Yue Guanyi and the powerful Empress Dowager Qin Qing.
While Yue Guanyi only dared to silently care for and protect the one he loved from afar, the Empress Dowager Qin Qing openly expressed his feelings and did not hesitate to take advantage of his power to approach Qiu Shuzhi. The covert struggle between the two most powerful forces in the imperial court began…
Trigger warning: All men in this novel are yandere style.
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