More than anything, Siwoo continuing to attend the kindergarten she wanted was a blessing for him.
While savoring the subtle aroma of coffee and lost in thought, her phone vibrated briefly.
Opening the screen, there was a message from Junghyuk.
“What are you doing?”
Feeling bored? DaJeong chuckled.
“I’m taking a short break from work. Let’s have a cup of coffee.”
Sending the message and waiting for a reply, this time, a call came directly.
“Are you crazy? What if you drink coffee? How bad is coffee? Isn’t your stomach hurting? Do you need to go to the hospital right away?”
He seemed strangely excited. DaJeong hadn’t quite adapted yet.
“Mr. Cha Junghyuk… It’s something I used to drink two or three glasses of every day. It’s not a big deal even if I had one today. These days, even pregnant women are said to have one glass a day. What’s the big deal?”
“Really? Then just have one. Not two.”
“Got it. I’ll just have one.”
He seems quite worried. Although it’s annoying, the answer came out smoothly.
“But did you call to scold me?”
“By the way, I’m preparing until 7 o’clock. Manager Min will come to pick me up.”
“Manager Min?”
Dajeong checked the time. It was almost 3 o’clock in the afternoon.
“Yes… I understand. I’ll prepare with Siwoo and wait later.”
“No, Siwoo will have someone else to take care of him. Just you, Yoo Dajeong, come out.”
Around 6 o’clock, the person who was supposed to come as Siwoo’s caregiver didn’t show up, and an unexpected guest arrived.
It was Sol and Junho.
“You must be busy preparing for the wedding. What’s going on without even a call?”
“Even if you’re busy preparing for the wedding, you should return the wedding invitation.”
Sol, with her nose wrinkled, placed the wedding invitation in Dajeong’s arms.
“Why did you come all the way here to give an invitation between us? I could go to get it later.”
Dajeong looked apologetic. Then Junho unexpectedly intervened.
“No way. I came to give you the wedding invitation and to kidnap Siwoo.”
“Siwoo?”
It seems that these two are Siwoo’s caregivers sent by Junghyuk. Sol lowered her height to match Siwoo’s eye level.
“Siwoo, do you want to go camping with your aunt and uncle?”
“Oh! Camping?”
Siwoo’s eyes sparkled. Camping, camping, he had only heard of it, and it was a vague fantasy for Siwoo.
At his mom’s words, telling him to have a good time, Siwoo didn’t even look back and followed the two.
And not long after, she received a call from Manager Min, saying that she had arrived.
Having finished getting ready to go out, Dajeong went down to the parking lot and got into the car where Manager Min was waiting.
“Where are we going, Manager Min?”
“Just go, and you’ll understand.”
Without knowing the destination, they arrived at Hotel H.
“We’ve arrived. And this.”
Manager Min handed a glossy wine-colored envelope to Dajeong. Just by looking at the size and the logo of Hotel H on the outside of the envelope, she could guess the contents.
As expected, the envelope contained a room card. Moreover, it was a suite.
No, does this guy have no shame? If you’re going to book a room, say it directly. I don’t understand why he’s asking someone else to do this.
“They’re waiting. Please go up.”
Manager Min opened the back seat door and said.
Embracing her warm cheek with embarrassment, Dajeong got out of the car and quickly entered the hotel as if running away.
Quickly getting on the elevator, Dajeong still clutched her hot cheek.
Are they going to spend some awkward time together after a long time?
Well, recently, I’ve been too busy to have time to spend together.
Dajeong suddenly looked down at her outfit.
If I knew this would happen, I should have dressed up a bit more…
In a disappointed manner, Dajeong’s feet had unknowingly brought her to the door of the room. Wondering whether to ring the bell, she thought there must be a reason he gave her the card, so she simply opened the door and went in.
The interior was eerily silent.
“Mr. Cha Junghyuk…?”
Feeling unnecessarily cautious, she stealthily moved her steps. Somewhere, faint music caught her ears as she moved cautiously. Dajeong followed the melody, and as the music grew louder, the sweet scent of grapes and chocolate, along with the refreshing fragrance of roses, stimulated her sense of smell.
And finally, when she entered the space that seemed to be the source of those things, Dajeong couldn’t hide her shocked expression at the bizarre scene.
“Oh, Mr. Cha Junghyuk…?”
Dajeong tilted her head as she looked at the figure lying on the bed in a long white bathrobe.
For a moment, an unexpected burst of laughter escaped her. The more she looked, the more the unique curves of the figure made her lungs move on their own.
A ribbon, like a gift wrap, was tied around the man’s neck, and from the opened front and outside the bathrobe, smooth skin was revealed.
The expression of looking at her while biting a rose in his mouth was somewhat overwhelming.
The idea that women will always be moved by events is a misconception of men. Fortunately, it was a bit less embarrassing since they were alone.
Dajeong chuckled, holding her stomach. However, she couldn’t bring herself to approach him willingly. It was too awkward to get closer.
“Why are you laughing?”
Junghyuk’s eyebrows wrinkled uncomfortably. This reaction was completely unexpected.
“Mr. Cha Junghyuk. I know the intention is to spend a private time, but this is too cringeworthy, isn’t it?”
To prevent him from feeling embarrassed, Dajeong spoke with the softest tone possible and laughed.
But it seemed it was too late. Junghyuk tossed the rose in his mouth and got out of bed. When he turned around, it seemed he, too, thought it was an excessive idea.
But still, he couldn’t fail here.
“Come here.”
Approaching, he took Dajeong’s hand and headed to the living room.
As they entered another separated space, chandelier lights softly illuminated a table with wine, chocolate mousse, and a silver tray full of mangosteens.
The protagonists emitting a sweet scent.
Hmm, but mangosteens…
Whenever she saw them, she felt somewhat embarrassed. Should she ask why he bought mangosteens from a department store? Now, pretending not to know seemed impossible.
Dajeong sat on the sofa, and Junghyuk, sitting next to her, handed her a wine glass.
“Drink.”
Dajeong casually took the wine glass.
“Mr. Cha Junghyuk. Really, what got into you?”
“What got into me? Well, it’s time to make a decision now.”
“A decision?”
Dajeong tilted her head as if she didn’t understand, then tilted the wine glass to her lips.
The bright red liquid flowed down her throat like honey. However, the taste was somewhat different from the wine she usually drank.
Dajeong shook the contents of the glass.
“What kind of wine is this that it tastes so bland?”
Junghyuk smirks.
“Forget about the wine. It’s grape juice, fool. Just to set the mood.”
“Just to set the mood…? No, if you wanted to set the mood, why did you come to this expensive room?”
“Why did I come? There’s so much to do.”
Muttering to himself, Junghyuk picked up a small box from the table. The color was similar to the cherry-colored table, and until he picked up the box, Dajeong didn’t even realize it was there.
Junghyuk opened the sealed part of the box. The surroundings were instantly dyed with the brilliant blue light of the sparkling diamonds.
“The ring is ready.”
Dajeong, feeling surprised, held back any exclamations.
“Mr. Cha Junghyuk…”
He took Dajeong’s hand and then took out the ring, sliding it onto her ring finger. The ring fit her finger perfectly without the slightest error.
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.
*
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.”
