“How can I do that? You had a child. And that child is mine.”
His quiet, bassless voice laid heavy. Da Jung exhaled her held breath slowly, unable to continue speaking.
“Who said the child is yours? Stop making ridiculous assertions.”
“Yoo Si Woo. He’s my son, so he’s mine.”
“Look at this. Do you think Si Woo is an object? You said there was no reason to take responsibility. Have you forgotten?”
At her words, Jung Hyuk seemed to ponder, then shook his head.
“You’re right. I did say that. But just because I have no reason to take responsibility doesn’t mean that kid isn’t my son. Even if you’re not mine, Yoo Si Woo is. That’s why I can’t stand seeing another guy acting like a father to my son.”
His dry voice did not waver a bit.
Even while listening carefully with both ears, Da Jung could hardly comprehend what the man before her was saying.
“Mr. Cha Jung Hyuk. What are you saying…”.
“Ever since I was a child, I’ve been like this. I can’t stand seeing someone belittling what’s mine. Remember that.” He spat out in a warning tone and turned around. Then a cry of fury echoed again.
“You don’t have the right to do so!!”
Jung Hyuk, who had stopped abruptly, tilted his head while standing dumbfounded. He was quite uncomfortable with the right claim that has been discussed since last time.
Quickly changing his direction, he turned back and bent down to face Da Jung. His gaze was as threatening as if he was about to bite and tear her apart.
“Shall we actually exercise some real rights?”
His soft gaze licked her face, which had turned pale rapidly.
“What do you think will happen if I assert my rights over Yoo Shi Woo? Can you handle it?”
“……”
Da Jung, at a loss for words, just bit her lips silently.
What will happen?
Those words sounded to Da Jung nothing more than a notification that he would snatch Shi Woo away. It was scarier than hearing that the world was crumbling.
Anxiety started to gather around Da Jung’s eyes.
“Mr. Cha Jung Hyuk! Why are you doing this?!” Her raised voice echoed sharply.
Despite all this, it only seemed noisy like a small dog barking in fear, and it seemed to have no impact on the man in front of her.
“Whatever happens, you can’t beat me.”
The voice that flew with confidence and stuck like a nail stabbed Da Jung’s heart like a dagger.
Da Jung clenched her trembling fingertips tightly. He was right. If he initiated a lawsuit for custody or parenting rights, Da Jung wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
There was no way the law would lend an ear to appeals of affection and love for a child.
What should I do? What should I do?
Her breath became unstable due to anxiety and fear, and her mind was a mess.
Suddenly, the scene of parting with Shi Woo flashed before her eyes. It was a scene that had been painted countless times since she met Cha Jung Hyuk.
As scenes she tried hard to shake off from her brain played out again, an anxious tremble spread throughout her body.
Da Jung, who was really scared, gripped his arm. As her sternness was not effective, she naturally started pleading.
“I, I beg you. Shi Woo is all I have. Shi Woo is everything to me! So, please leave Shi Woo and me alone. Alright?”
“I wouldn’t know if I didn’t know, but I already know.”
“……”
The man babbled coldly, emotionlessly.
A tear drop that had been hanging precariously on her eyelid finally trickled down Da Jung’s cheek.
Da Jung bit her lip tightly. She was angry and resentful. She was driven mad with resentment for the man who suddenly interrupted her peaceful daily life with Shi Woo.
Yet all Da Jung could do in this situation was to stare at him powerlessly and shed tears.
She couldn’t even dare to show some guts and challenge him. Because he might really take away her child.
Her eyes were distorted as they dropped big tears, and even as she glared at him, she looked pitiful and pathetic.
Cha Jung Hyuk’s eyelids gently lowered and then rose again as he observed the scene impassively.
His icy countenance had softened somewhat. He sighed deeply, and the tip of his fingers touched the wet corners of her eyes.
“Why are you acting up like this?”
His words were harsh against his slightly frowning face, yet his touch on her tearstreaked cheeks was gentle.
He had no intention of making her cry.
As a man named Cha Jung Hyuk, whether a woman cried or laughed in front of him, he was a man who didn’t care.
But when a woman, who said her child was her whole world, started to cry, it felt a little strange.
The nerves that had been standing on end seemed to deflate like a punctured balloon.
She had bravely charged in like a freedom fighter, but then she had cried.
That was probably why he thought of her like a puppy’s tail.
It looked soft, but was rough to touch. It couldn’t hurt anyone, only ending up hurt itself, a frail tail.
And it was irritating the more he looked at it.
His hand, which had just wiped away her damp energy, retreated.
“Don’t scratch people. It’s not hurting or itching, it just makes my nerves stand on end.”
Not understanding what he was saying, Da Jung blinked her wet eyes. Staring at those eyes, Jung Hyuk spoke no more and turned away.
Da Jung, who was surprised, promptly grabbed his elbow.
“What if you just leave?”
“…….”
Tears welled up again in her distorted eyes. She was afraid that he would turn around and do something to exercise his rights.
He should say something before he goes. What if he just leaves like this? It was all written on her pitiful face.
Seeing her chin trembling beneath her tightly closed lips in an effort not to cry, Jung Hyuk sighed deeply.
“What do I look like in your eyes?”
“…….”
“Do I look like a motherfer who steals a child from his mother?”
“Ah…….”
Da Jung gave a short groan. She didn’t know how to take his crude language and was momentarily stupefied.
“Don’t worry. I won’t make Yoo Shi Woo into Cha Shi Woo.”
She finally managed to speak through lips that couldn’t even make a sound.
“……Really?”
“Really.”
The blood slowly returned to Da Jung’s pale face. Still not believing him, Da Jung licked her lips quickly.
“Really?”
“Really.”
Finally, the desperate hand that had been clutching his clothes relaxed.
As her anxious and surprised heart calmed down, embarrassment came belatedly. She wiped away the tears that had flowed freely with the back of her hand, but the emotions that had once risen did not easily subside.
Da Jung, who had barely regained her complexion, mumbled.
“Then, promise…….”
Jung Hyuk, looking at her cautiously outstretched little finger, let out a sigh of disbelief.
“I thought she was a smart woman, but her level might be similar to my son’s.
What’s the use of a pinky promise?
“What’s lacking?”
Jung Hyuk’s head tilted to one side.
“Shouldn’t we write a vow and get it notarized in this situation?”
“I trust you. You’re not a bad person…….”
She was sincere. He was rough, rude, and willful, but she never thought he was a bad person, not even for a moment.
She could tell by looking at Shi Woo. The father of her infinitely kind and innocent son couldn’t possibly be a bad person.
Watching her gentle eyes, which were shaking faintly due to the veil of tears, Jung Hyuk slowly exhaled his drastically slowed breath.
A gentle wind of the summer morning blew between their calm gazes.
His voice carried on that breeze.
“If you’re going to trust, just trust.”
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The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
