The uncomfortable cold gaze and the stubbornly burning eyes collided in the air.
Jung Hyuk barely managed to suppress his boiling irritation. If she didn’t want him to pay, she could have taken out her own wallet.
But why would she, right in front of him, ask another man, a man who meant nothing, to buy a toy for her son?
It was clear she was deliberately trying to get on his nerves.
Dajung didn’t back down from the unexpected threat from the man. Her words were shot out in an aggressive manner.
“What’s wrong? You’re the one who’s wrong for meddling in others’ business in the first place.”
“Others?”
Jung Hyuk’s eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
“If not others, then who?”
“I told you. I to my son…..”
“Mr. Cha Jung Hyuk!”
Simultaneously cutting off his words with a heavy and sharp tone, Dajung’s hand wrapped around Siwoo’s head.
Before, her startled hand had reached for the man’s mouth, but this time it found her son’s ear accurately.
Siwoo, tilting his head at the touch of his mother’s hand blocking his ear, blinked his innocent eyes.
“Please filter your words when my child can hear. Don’t you think at all?!”
“……”
For some reason, Jung Hyuk’s mouth was tightly shut. Yet, his face showed there was much to say.
Ding.
Then, a machine sound as if tying up the situation rang.
“Thank you, customer. Please come again.”
Dojoon, who responded with a soft smile to the kind cashier, picked up the shopping bag.
“Dajung, let’s go.”
In the returning car, Siwoo had fallen asleep without a care in the world. It made his earlier determined protest to not buy the toy meaningless.
Silence filled the car. Dajung, feeling awkward, glanced at Dojoon who was driving.
The silence had been ongoing since they got in the car. It wasn’t just because they were being cautious not to wake up Siwoo.
When Dojoon came out after putting the sleeping Siwoo to bed, Dajung offered him the car keys.
“……I’m sorry for not telling you earlier. I was a bit confused, actually.”
Dajung lowered her head as she unloaded the happenings of the day.
“I understand. It’s not something you should apologize for.”
Dojoon listened to Dajung’s words more calmly than ever.
Siwoo’s dad was a man she had randomly met in Spain. She didn’t know his name or contact.
It was just a brief encounter that led to this. That’s all. And Siwoo is solely my child, irrelevant to that man.
That’s all Dojoon knew.
“You should have told me you met him again. If you had, I wouldn’t have taken the job at MH Department Store.”
“I didn’t want my personal issues to affect the company.”
“You’re just like Yoo Dajung.”
A bitter smile crossed Dojoon’s lips.
The renowned distribution Director, Cha Jung Hyuk.
It was rather comforting not knowing who the other person was. But now it wasn’t.
She was quietly drinking tea, but an unknown restlessness was simmering within her.
DaJung, hunched over on the sofa, kept thinking.
No matter how much she thought, there were no answers. More than anything else, she was worried about the looselipped man who would spew whatever came to his mind.
How could he mention having a son so casually…
Her soontobe husband was really thoughtless.
It’s not like she didn’t know what kind of man he was from the beginning. Even if it was his dying moment, he would do whatever he pleased, even if it was inappropriate, without any consideration for gender.
Seeing that, he was akin to NamJeongAe, who did not distinguish between right and wrong in front of children. She wished she could pit the two against each other.
More than anything, DaJung was most worried about ShiWoo. It couldn’t be helped for those who had already found out. But she didn’t want ShiWoo to know.
There was no guarantee that they wouldn’t run into each other again, what if he spouted nonsense in front of ShiWoo then?
ShiWoo, who believed that his father was in heaven. She was worried that if he found out the truth, he might be shocked and hurt.
If only she could shut that man’s mouth.
“Mom… I’m… sleepy…”
ShiWoo, who had just woken up from a late nap, rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room.
Having eaten dinner and bathed, ShiWoo was completely engrossed in his new toy, very excited.
He always claimed that he liked his mother the most, but that seemed like a lie. For some time now, ShiWoo seemed to like dinosaurs more than his mother.
“Roar, I am a Tyrannosaurus!”
ShiWoo’s dinosaur attacked his mom’s dinosaur, which let out a pitiful sound.
“Mr. Tyrannosaurus, I am a frail Brachiosaurus. It hurts when you bite. Sob sob.”
As they sat on the rug and played with the dinosaur toys, the doorbell rang.
DaJung tilted her head. It was almost nine o’clock.
“This is the last one.”
The delivery man handed over a box, and DaJung, taking it, blinked in surprise.
Thud, the door closed. After the last deliveryman left, DaJung took a big look around the house with a blank expression.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
