Of course, the best thing was that the hospital didn’t call during the entire trip.
Since they were going on a trip together after a long time, the feeling of heading to the airport was simply liberating.
“This time, for the first part of our honeymoon, we’re going to Jeju Island. After your residency is over, we’ll go to Europe for the second part.”
At the suggestion to go on the second part of the honeymoon like a company dinner, Nayoung laughed out loud.
“I’ve never been to Jeju Island.”
At Nayoung’s words, Taehyuk looked surprised.
“Really?”
He had visited Jeju Island on a day trip, dragged there by Cha Hyeon, who wanted to visit famous restaurants.
He thought Nayoung might have been there at least once during a school field trip to Jeju Island.
“Yes, I’ve been to foreign countries, but I’ve never been to Jeju Island.”
“Then, you should be careful.”
When he suddenly said that seriously, Nayoung became tense.
“Why should I be careful?”
She knew Jeju Island as a beautiful island, and she hadn’t heard that it was a dangerous place to travel.
“There, people say such things when they see a pretty woman. You can’t speak Jeju dialect at all, can you?”
“…….”
Even though she thought it was a lie, she felt pressured by the Jeju dialect, and she was really worried about what might happen if it was true.
“Do you know Jeju dialect, Professor?”
“If it’s just you, I can endure it.”
What? Endure what?
The language that popped out as soon as she asked was almost like an alien language.
“What did you say? Are you swearing?”
Taehyuk said, suppressing laughter.
“Ask the locals when we go to Jeju later.”
Before she forgot, Nayoung quickly typed what Taehyuk said on her phone and glanced at him.
If she asked when they went to Jeju and it turned out to be swearing, she wouldn’t let it slide.
Jeju Island felt closer than other regions because they could take a plane from Gimpo Airport and arrive in just one hour.
As soon as they came out of Jeju Airport’s immigration, Nayoung’s attention was captivated by the exotic scenery outside the window.
“Wow! Look at those palm trees.”
“Yeah, I saw them. Let’s go.”
Taehyuk took Nayoung’s hand, which seemed more decorated than usual since they were outside the hospital, and walked ahead.
They had to go eat after riding the rented car they reserved.
Because they were outside the hospital, both of them felt the gazes more than usual.
Nayoung looked up at Taehyuk.
His bold eyebrows, cool eyes, and high nose bridge under them were truly masculine.
She realized once again how handsome her husband was.
“But don’t people in Jeju not speak? Then, am I not pretty?”
At her sudden question, Taehyuk twitched for a moment, then casually replied.
“It’s still the airport. It’s not the locals’ area here.”
What area is he talking about?
Nayoung was puzzled but didn’t refute. It was their honeymoon trip, after all.
Taehyuk drove the rental car. Although Hongshik offered to be their driver all the way to Jeju, Taehyuk firmly refused. They couldn’t have someone trailing along on their honeymoon.
The two went to the beach and ate seafood caught by the haenyeo (female divers).
Nayoung showed the Jeju dialect Taehyuk had spoken, which she had written down on her phone, to the haenyeo. They all burst into laughter and showed it to the other haenyeo.
Everyone laughed together as if they were in on something, and she felt like the only fool.
Was it really swearing?
The haenyeo patted her arm and said confidently.
“When you were that age, everyone was like that. Dalkollongham (sweet) jokra (nice).”
She had no idea what they were saying, so when Nayoung looked at Taehyuk, he was biting his lips to hold back his laughter.
The youngest haenyeo among them wrote down the interpretation on Nayoung’s phone and handed it back.
As soon as Nayoung read the translation, her face turned into a burning sweet potato. If she had known it meant that, she would never have shown it to the haenyeo.
Under the clear blue sky, with the emerald Jeju Sea in front of her, Nayoung fiercely punched her husband’s back, and the haenyeo women burst into laughter watching the scene.
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As the sun set and the Jeju Sea turned pitch black, the two went to the hotel where they would stay during their time in Jeju.
The hotel, perched on the cliff above the beach, had long been a place where distinguished guests visiting Jeju stayed.
Although they felt that they had put extra effort into the bedclothes during their honeymoon instead of going to a nearby place, Nayoung was biting her lips because of what happened during the day.
Taehyuk approached her first and tried to lighten the mood.
“Are you still mad?”
“Even if it’s Professor, it was fun.”
When Nayoung used the Jeju dialect she had recently learned, Taehyuk found it adorable and hugged Nayoung tightly.
“You became a Jeju person in just one day. Impressive.”
Nayoung wanted to hit him with her head this time, but Taehyuk was holding her so tightly that it was impossible.
Feeling exhausted, Nayoung leaned on him as if she was seeking comfort. Traveling and wandering around were more tiring than working at the hospital.
Taehyuk pressed his lips against her forehead and spoke with a slightly excited voice.
“Officially, today is our first night.”
Although it was undoubtedly the first night of their honeymoon, the significance was not entirely intact, as their first night was similar to the day they first met.
Holding her two cheeks with warm hands, Taehyuk asked, “Are you not satisfied that I’m your husband?”
He still found it fascinating sometimes that she was his wife. At night, when he fell asleep in bed, he sometimes felt anxious, wondering what if all of this were just a dream.
“There’s no way I wouldn’t be.”
Despite Nayoung occasionally feeling annoyed when he teased her, she had never once disliked him.
He was the man she loved, the husband she relied on, and the family she wanted to live happily with.
Looking into his black eyes up close, Nayoung’s body, already knowing the warmth he gave, instinctively heated up.
As Nayoung extended her arms and embraced his neck, their lips naturally met.
With deepening kisses, their breaths quickened.
As the two kissed and walked, their clothes fell one by one, like Hansel and Gretel’s breadcrumbs on the path.
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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