Taehyuk took out a piece of paper and placed it in front of him. His expression as he wrote the first letter was quite serious.
The three letters he was writing after a long time felt oddly welcoming. Yes, people needed to know how to reflect when they made mistakes to live a proper life.
Taehyuk began to showcase the skill he had once honed while writing reflection papers.
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Han River University Hospital.
Seunghee sensed Nayoung’s mood while eating.
“Are you still angry with Professor Choi?”
“It’s not that.”
Nayoung denied it, but her expression was that of a woman who had erected a wall against her lover.
“I thought you’d change when you’re in a relationship. But you’re still the same.”
Although Nayoung stopped eating at Seunghee’s words and looked up, Seunghee quickly corrected herself.
“I don’t mean it in a bad way. It’s charming.”
“I know. I lack aegyo.”
Nayoung became sulky and lowered her head.
Ironically, Choi Taehyuk, who always seemed arrogant and intimidating, often turned into a boy in front of her.
“You’re pretty even without aegyo.”
Now, those words didn’t sound like a compliment at all.
She, too, wanted to become a cute girl now, as if there were only happy things in the world.
But things didn’t go as she wished.
When she came to her senses, she found herself standing calmly in front of Taehyuk.
“If it were you, how would you act cute?”
When Nayoung asked Seunghee, she thought for a moment and replied simply.
“Call him ‘Professor’ instead of ‘Professor,’ call him ‘Gyottunim.'”
Nayoung wondered what she had just heard.
“Cute, right?”
“…”
Seunghee didn’t seem very helpful, and if someone lectured on cuteness, she would gladly pay to attend.
Beep beep.
Nayoung checked the just-received message.
It contained a photo of a paper with the words ‘Reflection’ and Taehyuk’s message.
“…”
It seemed like she was better at aegyo. Perhaps Professor Choi could do everything except giving birth.
Actually, she wasn’t really angry with him, especially because of what he said while intoxicated. To avoid hurting her, he sought a safe path.
However, ignoring his call after drinking was a truly bad behavior, so she decided not to easily forgive him for that today.
Seeing that he personally wrote a reflection, Nayoung knew that he was aware of what he had done wrong.
Curious about how he wrote the reflection, Nayoung decided to visit his research lab.
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Knock, knock.
There was no response from inside, even though she knocked on the door.
Nayoung turned the doorknob and opened the door, finding the research lab unexpectedly empty.
It seemed he received a call and went out during her visit.
“Then I’ll contact him.”
Grumbling about not contacting her again, Nayoung entered the room, and on the desk lay the original copy of the reflection he sent through a photo.
Nayoung reached out and lifted the reflection.
Before even reading it, a smirk escaped her lips upon seeing the fully written reflection.
She never imagined the day would come when she would receive a reflection from Professor Choi, especially during their first encounter at this hospital.
“Deeply reflecting. I should not have drunk with Jang Suho. The guy who dared to compete with my woman, and my emotions weakened due to the unbearable affection. I will not drink barley tea with Jang Suho in the future.”
Nayoung paused while reading the beginning of the reflection.
She wondered why she felt uncomfortable reading the reflection. Nayoung decided to endure it for now and continued reading.
“And deeply reflecting, I should not have missed Nayoung’s call under any circumstances.”
Now that he finally admitted his mistake, her heart felt a bit relieved.
“Nayoung probably called because she wanted to see me, and not answering is what a bad guy does.”
Why does he arbitrarily assume the reason I called?
Nayoung endured it again and continued reading the reflection.
“From now on, every time I don’t answer Nayoung’s call, I will live as Nayoung’s slave for a day. Since there were 7 missed calls during drinking, I will faithfully become a slave following my master’s will for a week and reflect. Please command anything. I am confident I will do well.”
The term ‘slave’ made Nayoung’s ears perk up.
“What kind of reflection is this?”
“For something like that, you seem to like it.”
Suddenly, Taehyuk’s voice from behind startled Nayoung, and she turned, her body captured between his strong arms grabbing the desk.
Nayoung pushed against his firm body, trying to resist, and shoved the reflection in front of his face.
“This reflection deserves a zero. Write it again.”
However, Taehyuk couldn’t agree.
“I clearly admitted my mistake and said I would accept the punishment. How can I write it better than this?”
“You were just kidding.”
“Then, if I become a slave sincerely obeying your words, would that be a perfect reflection?”
His sharp eyes created a tense atmosphere.
Nayoung thought she should scold him properly for his mistake, but her mouth was dry, and words didn’t come easily.
“Do you have something to command me? Master.”
It was a moment when the professor turned into a pervert.
Nayoung couldn’t endure it and tightly closed her eyes.
“Ah! You want me to kiss you?”
No way!
She denied it in her mind, but her body betrayed reason, warming up and responding independently, vivid memories of their shared bed making her heart race just from his words.
“Then, what kind of kiss shall I give you? Master.”
Each time he spoke, his breath touched her lips.
Now, she felt like she, too, had become a pervert.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
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After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
