Da Jung reacted sensitively, reaching out desperately, but Jung Hyuk ignored her and approached his companions. They were Jun Ho and Sol Yi, the biggest beneficiaries of this trip.
The bewildered Jun Ho took Si Woo from him. Jung Hyuk then covered Si Woo’s ears with his large hands, muffling the sound. Si Woo blinked in confusion.
“Keep my son safe.”
His warning was clear in the words ‘my son.’
“Oh? Okay, got it.”
Jun Ho nodded, holding Si Woo more securely. Jung Hyuk then briefly patted Si Woo’s head before letting go.
It wasn’t good to fight in front of the child. That’s why he planned to send Si Woo off first.
Now it was time to argue with Yoo Da Jung.
“Ms. Bae Sol Yi, you go ahead.”
His words were brief, the heavy tone of his voice indicating the mood.
Sol Yi, glancing between the tense man and woman, chuckled and grabbed Jun Ho’s arm.
“Jun Ho, weren’t you curious about my café? Do you have time now?”
“Of course. My entire day is yours today.”
Jung Hyuk’s gaze sharpened. It was unbearable to watch this couple, freshly in love, while Yoo Da Jung was being so difficult.
Sol Yi clapped her hands as if to end the tense situation.
“Shall we go then? Si Woo, you’ll see your mom later, okay?”
“Mom, bye! See you later! Bye, uncle!”
Si Woo waved cheerily. The two adults, with forced smiles, waved back at their sunny child.
Slurp, slurp.
Da Jung, looking dejected, finished off the last of her drink.
The man sitting opposite her hadn’t touched his glass. The condensation on the glass pooled on the table, mirroring his uneasy mood.
Da Jung, who had been chewing on her straw, glanced up at him and quickly looked away. She knew that despite her casual treatment of him, he was not an easy person by nature.
Facing his heavy, intimidating presence made her feel like her throat was constantly parched with tension.
Ignoring his plea to talk and fleeing was an act of speechlessness on her part.
What marriage, what honeymoon? Hadn’t she scoffed at these ideas? And yet, they had spent such a barbaric night together. What more was there to say?
Above all, admitting that she was a woman susceptible to desire was more painful to her pride than death itself.
Da Jung briefly lifted her eyes to glance at him again. He still gazed at her with an uneasy expression.
He had already brought up the topic of marriage. In such a situation, Da Jung had to be firm.
Even if she had given him an opening due to the previous night’s events, Da Jung wasn’t one to easily give in.
“How are you going to handle this?”
His heavy voice finally broke the silence, demanding an answer. Da Jung, fully on the defensive, swallowed hard.
“H-how many times do I have to say it? Yesterday was a mistake.”
“Not just yesterday but the day before too, right? How can you make such ‘mistakes’ so often?”
“Yes! The day before too! It was a mistake. Are you happy now?!”
She retorted fiercely, causing Jung Hyuk’s expression to instantly darken.
“That’s not enough. Take responsibility.”
“What? It was mutual, why should I take all the responsibility?”
In response to her argument, Jung Hyuk replied seriously.
“Then I’ll take responsibility. Let’s get married.”
Da Jung, arms crossed, looked at him incredulously.
“I’ll also take care of Si Woo. It’s a package deal, 1+1.”
“Why does the conversation jump to that again? Drop it. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”
“If you keep running away like this, I’ll really sue you.”
His threat seemed serious as his eyebrows furrowed menacingly.
“That was under a state of mental incapacity… Ugh! Fine. Sue me if you want. I’ve said all I need to say. If you have nothing else, I’m leaving.”
“It’s not over yet.”
Jung Hyuk spoke softly, but Da Jung turned away, pretending not to hear. She had only taken a few steps after grabbing her carry-on.
“You can’t just take someone’s innocence and act as if nothing happened!!”
His sudden outcry from behind made Da Jung’s shoulders jolt in shock.
A heavy silence filled the air. As they were in an open café inside the airport, people quickly turned their attention to them.
Da Jung squeezed her eyes shut then opened them again. She couldn’t just sew his reckless mouth shut.
Turning back around, Da Jung stomped forward.
“Crazy! Why are you embarrassing me like this?!”
Jung Hyuk, looking displeased, smoothly pushed his chair back and stood up. As the height of their gazes changed, Da Jung’s eyes slightly lost their strength.
“You’re embarrassed by others’ stares, but my innocence is just disposable to you?”
He aggressively confronted her. Da Jung was so astonished that she couldn’t even laugh. It was truly unbelievable.
“Innocence? Did you just say innocence?”
“Yes, innocence. Why? What about it?”
Da Jung’s lips pursed. There was a limit to shamelessness. If anyone had the right to talk about innocence, it was her.
Of course, Da Jung was different from those narrow-minded, pitiful women who blamed their choices on others.
And even though she might lack experience, she knew well enough that this man had no right to claim innocence.
“Does Cha Jung Hyuk have no conscience? Put your hand on your heart and think. Innocence? Ha!”
“It’s innocence because it’s the first time with a woman I love.”
Da Jung’s breath halted. She recoiled as if seeing an alien. Doubting her ears, she slowly moved her lips.
“Wh-what did you say… love?”
“Yes, love. What about it?”
Intense chills ran down Da Jung’s spine. Her heart rate increased uncontrollably, and her breathing became difficult. Confused, Da Jung muttered softly.
“Love, what love…”
“More than liking, so it’s love.”
Cha Jung Hyuk spoke confidently.
Love. The very emotion Da Jung wished to avoid. She shook her head vigorously.
“I don’t want to hear it. Whatever happened yesterday was a mistake, let’s pretend it never happened.”
“How can everything be ‘never happened’? Does pretending make it so?”
“Cha Jung Hyuk!”
Jung Hyuk stepped closer and leaned in, his gaze heavy with displeasure.
“If you want it undone, turn Si Woo back into a baby and give him back to me. Then I’ll consider it undone.”
Da Jung was speechless at his outrageous claim.
Seeing Da Jung speechless at his absurdity that seemed to encroach even upon the divine realm, Jung Hyuk snickered arrogantly, as if challenging her to respond.
Looking at his face, so smug it was almost begging to be punched, Da Jung couldn’t find words to retort.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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