Pyeongtaek Port International Passenger Terminal.
Amidst miscellaneous noises, the intermittent miraculous sounds of an old cargo ship echoed.
Secretary Pyo checked his wristwatch. Moving around cautiously, he didn’t slacken his subtle vigilance.
He, who had been loitering near the departure gate while habitually glancing at his watch, finally turned around. Carrying a solid Boston bag in one hand, he headed towards a secluded corner, revealing Hyuna, who had flipped her baggy hoodie.
Her restless fingers, touching the passport and boarding pass, trembled delicately, saturated with nervousness.
Secretary Pyo approached the bench and bent his knee.
“Miss, it’s time. Just in case someone recognizes you, please wear this until you arrive.”
He personally put on the black horn-rimmed glasses he took out from his jacket, urging her.
Hyuna wrinkled her forehead without hiding the discomfort. The rough design and thick lenses had a function that, no matter how composed and sharp a person may be, made them appear dull for a moment.
Even with all this preparation, there was no room for reassurance. In addition to numerous coercions, the face of the youngest daughter of a conglomerate, who had committed several illegal acts, was dominating the media day after day.
Approaching the departure gate, Secretary Pyo handed the Boston bag he had been holding to Hyuna.
“There are some essential items and cash inside. It shouldn’t be inconvenient for you to stay for a while. I’ve also included a traceless mobile phone inside, so when you arrive, contact the chairman.”
Hesitating for a moment, Hyuna tightly grasped the bag handle he was offering. With that, she gathered her determination once again.
Considering the means and methods Sunyoung used, pulling her out of the prison, and thinking about the reasons, she couldn’t hesitate like this.
If she did nothing, she would either remain in prison without any charges, be confined to a mental hospital, or one of the two.
Like Sunyoung, Hyuna knew it well. She wouldn’t be able to endure either one.
Entering the immigration inspection area, Hyuna occasionally glanced behind. Secretary Pyo, with his initial appearance, politely bowed, bidding her farewell.
As the waiting line gradually shortened, her throat became dry. Although she occasionally looked back, Secretary Pyo’s figure was no longer visible.
Finally standing in front of the immigration inspection counter, Hyuna was so tense that her face turned pale. The inspector, reviewing her passport and boarding pass, briefly looked up to compare her face in the passport with her in person.
Sweat sprouted on Hyuna’s forehead. It felt as if all the officials guarding the inspection counter were focused solely on her.
In the moment she thought about wanting to sit down, the immigration stamp was thumped onto her passport.
Relieved, Hyuna quickly passed through the inspection counter. Now all she had to do was board the ship.
As the pace picked up and footsteps shuffled, suddenly the view plunged into darkness. Soon after, with a clattering sound, Hyuna found herself sprawling on the ground. Something had tripped her and caused her to fall.
The woman who had been chatting with friends on the bench jumped up in surprise. “Oh my! Are you okay?” The woman approached with an apologetic expression, supporting Hyuna. Hyuna muttered something in response. The tightly worn hoodie came off, and the disguise glasses flew off to the side.
Her elbows felt numb as if an electric shock had surged, and her kneecaps seemed broken. As the pain spread throughout her body, involuntary groans escaped her.
At that moment, a large backpack lying like luggage in front of the bench caught her eye. When she thought about the baggage tripping her, irritation surged.
Hyuna squinted. “Hey, you! No eyes? Why do you scatter something like that carelessly on a pedestrian path!”
Reacting strongly, the woman, who had initially been apologetic, wore an awkward expression. It seemed quite annoying to hear such a response for the first time.
“Well, don’t you walk around looking straight ahead?”
“Ha…”
Hyuna burst into a bitter laugh, feeling astonished. Now, having become a fugitive, even such trivial matters crawled up to bother her.
“This is insane!”
Hyuna grabbed the drink in her hand. At the same time, the woman screamed as if to warn her. When she regained her senses, she found cold coffee poured all over her from head to toe. It happened in the blink of an eye.
Shocked by the absurd action, the woman screamed. Hyuna’s lips twisted into a smirk.
“Hey, do you know who I am?”
Hotel-level facilities adorned the glass window of the deluxe hospital room, and night had fallen.
Despite the dazzling lights beyond the glass, Sunyoung focused solely on her reflection shining like a mirror.
“During your hospitalization, prepare well for the trial. We’ll conclude it with a suspended sentence, so don’t worry, Chairman.”
『Don’t you even watch the news? The Chairman is causing a fuss, demanding a public apology. How can you not worry!』
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.
