Sharti was momentarily at a loss for words and couldn’t refute.
Sharti narrowed her eyes, thinking it was inexplicable why his words sounded unpleasant even though they were correct.
“I’ll wash the dishes.”
As soon as the meal was over, he naturally took the dishes.
However, Sharti pushed away his muscular arm and took back the dishes.
Even while limping, Sharti did not share the chores.
The man was also a patient. She had no intention of making a patient do the dishes and rest.
“……”
The man who was pushed away by Sharti raised his eyebrows with a face full of things to say.
How could she be so stubborn? Were all doctors like this?
The man who had been watching Sharti with a displeased face for a while suddenly felt emptiness and lowered his gaze.
“…Oh my.”
Tsk, the man who clicked his tongue shortly, roughly brushed up his bangs.
He realized that he had been shirtless until now, sewing buttons and front seams that burst several times a day.
He strode back into Sharti’s bedroom, put on his clothes, and came out.
Sharti, who had finished washing the dishes, examined him with a serious expression.
‘It seems like the clothes are struggling every time he puts them on and takes them off… Is it just my imagination?’
The front seam, patched up with clumsy sewing, looked precarious as it tightened again.
‘I should have brought clothes too. I forgot because I was so busy.’
Of course, given the poor wallet situation, even if she had tried, she could only have gotten fabric.
For that, she would have to climb the mountain diligently to sell herbs and earn money.
“What’s wrong with your leg?”
The man blocked Sharti’s path as she was walking, lost in thought.
Sharti tilted her head, pretending not to notice the pain on her right side.
At that, the man’s expression became skewed.
“Alright. Then go and rest.”
It wasn’t a lie since she had sat down to rest in between preparing the meal.
Of course, the man didn’t seem to believe it.
She could tell just by looking at his oddly skewed expression. Rather, from the beginning, the man had reacted as if he expected Sharti wouldn’t be honest about her leg condition.
Sharti avoided his gaze and picked up the basket placed in the corner.
“Where are you trying to go again?”
The man immediately snatched the basket.
Momentarily startled by his rude behavior, she hesitated before exercising patience.
“Don’t go.”
As if it was a reflexive response, the man rubbed his lips.
Sharti didn’t miss the emotion that flashed across his face and quickly disappeared.
“I mean, it’s late at night, it’s getting chilly, and also…”
“……”
She could see how today’s long day had inscribed anxiety in the man in some way.
Instead of giving cheap comfort or encouragement, Sharti took his hand.
“…Right.”
The man’s expression softened as the words written on his palm tickled.
Sharti looked curiously at the man who was concentrating on the palm writing.
‘This person can understand even long palm writing.’
While palm writing is usually more effective when concise and short, rather than notes, he was reading all of Sharti’s long palm writing.
He was focusing on her writing, her words.
A simple fact made her oddly happy, and Sharti’s cheeks flushed slightly.
“Ah.”
The man nodded as if he understood.
“Well, he did seem like a smart aspiring doctor.”
“…?”
Sharti tilted her head slightly.
‘Ah, he must have heard Tein’s voice in the cave.’
Just as she was about to pass it off without any particular suspicion, the man added one more thing.
“He seemed fearless, unlike a child.”
“……”
Sharti stopped her palm writing.
The word “seemed” kept ringing in her ears.
‘Tein said he climbed the mountain, could it be?’
The hypothesis she had been trying not to associate gained strength.
Sharti took a step closer to him.
‘Could it be that Tein came here? Did you meet him?’
She had been hoping they wouldn’t meet!
As Sharti raised her head, the man met the shock in her crimson eyes.
Faced with an unexpected reaction, the man chose his words carefully for a moment.
“He came in the afternoon. Said he brought cookies.”
He gestured behind Sharti with his eyes.
In the kitchen, she saw a small bundle she hadn’t noticed before. It was a bundle she had passed by thinking it was just another item Tein often left behind.
‘It can’t be, it shouldn’t be…’
Sharti bit her lip hard.
The man easily read the distrust in Sharti’s concern.
His eyes hardened.
“Are you worried I might have done something to that kid?”
A voice suppressed as if holding back anger flowed out.
‘Th-that’s…’
She should have answered no right away. But the man didn’t miss the momentary hesitation.
His thick eyebrows furrowed mercilessly.
“So you’ve been thinking that since I’ve lost my memory, I might do trashy things to a kid? Well. Given my track record, I guess I can’t complain about being treated like trash.”
A bitter self-deprecation mixed with the cold sneer, and contempt flowed out.
Even if he had knelt and prostrated himself before her to correct his slip of the tongue, it was true that he had initially threatened Sharti by exploiting her weakness.
“Right. I wasn’t trustworthy.”
The man understood.
But even if his head understood, it seemed he couldn’t help feeling hurt.
Though he tried to maintain his expression, as he felt upset, his calm facade kept crumbling.
His Adam’s apple bobbed greatly.
“Really, nothing happened. If you’re worried about the child’s well-being, meet him directly and check. You won’t believe anything I say anyway.”
He muttered with a face that seemed hurt by his own words.
Seeing the man’s eyelashes trembling subtly, Sharti hurriedly shook her head.
Sharti, who had quickly grabbed the man’s palm to write a detailed explanation, paused.
‘What do you mean it’s not true? It’s true that I suspected.’
Sharti had a way to deal with it even if he threatened her.
So far, only Sharti had shown her face to the man.
It was all Sharti who had treated and hidden him, so she didn’t want to involve Tein in complicated matters.
‘I’ve been constantly wary, thinking he might be a dangerous person.’
Sharti knew nothing about the man.
Because he was a stranger, she had rashly held prejudices and naturally doubted him.
Even if it was right to be careful, it must have hurt him.
It was an unkind thing to do, especially to a man who had been waiting for her return all day.
The man’s large palm flinched.
“……”
There was no response.
Sharti glanced at his expression.
The man still looked sulky.
It must have been a big wound indeed.
‘What should I do.’
Sharti had no idea how to soothe the other person’s hurt feelings.
She wasn’t very talented at communicating with others.
“…It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
The man turned his back abruptly and sat down, avoiding Sharti’s gaze.
Though he knew it was childish, he didn’t want to reveal that his mood had quickly improved with just one apology from her.
He tried hard to manage his expression, but the more he repeated Sharti’s apology in his head, the more his lips kept crumbling.
Rather than being happy about Sharti’s apology, the sulkiness that had suddenly welled up melted away like snow as it understood and soothed his childish resentment.
But he didn’t want to involve Sharti in his emotions that were jumping all over the place.
The man took some time to calmly control his emotions first.
‘He seems… sulky?’
But Sharti, who had no way of knowing the man’s complicated inner thoughts, saw his large hunched back as representing his hurt feelings.
Imagining the face behind that back that seemed like it might be pouting, Sharti crouched down next to the man and wrote a note.
The man glanced at the note and slightly turned to look at Sharti.
“If there’s something I need, will you get it for me?”
It seems there is something.
Sharti nodded strongly.
She didn’t show her tight wallet situation.
“When I met the kid, I felt strange.”
He turned his head to look at Sharti from quite a close distance.
“That kid introduced himself by saying his name.”
“……”
“Unlike me who doesn’t have one, the 7-year-old kid proudly told me. Unlike me.”
His clear blue-green eyes flickered seriously.
“I want to have one too. My name.”
His eyes sparkled with expectation.
[This is the timeline separator]On a moonlit night, Sharti climbed the mountain alone, trudging along.
[I’d like you to give me one. My name.]Of course, a name isn’t something that can be created just like that.
He didn’t seem to think he would get a name right away either, as he didn’t rush her.
He just acted as if he was glad Sharti hadn’t refused.
‘What should I name him? A male name at that.’
She wasn’t good at naming.
How bad could it be that even the alias she’s using now only takes the first letter of the name.
‘Sigh.’
Sharti sighed deeply as she carefully dug up the ground. Despite her head being lost in thought, her hands were diligently digging up medicinal herbs.
‘It’s a name he’ll use for a long time if his memories don’t return.’
Sharti pouted her lips, thinking she had created unnecessary work.
She carefully put the medicinal herb she had dug up without damaging a single root into the basket.
‘Should I name him after a medicinal herb? Since he was found in a poisoned state, maybe something related to detoxification?’
…As if he would like that.
Sharti sneered sarcastically.
‘I want to give him a name he likes, if possible.’
The man said he would use whatever name she gave him, without any opinion.
Sharti was perplexed by such a broad request.
It would have been better if he had said he wanted to eat more meat or wear nice clothes.
‘I can’t think of any suitable words.’
Sharti cleanly admitted that there was no hope for her naming skills.
‘Let’s go back.’
Sharti, who had filled the basket heavily, got up with her stiff body.
Sharti reflexively frowned. The limp in her leg had gotten worse.
‘There’s not much water left to take a bath today either.’
Rustle, rustle…
At that moment, an out-of-place sound came from behind her.
It was an ambiguous, artificial noise that couldn’t be described as the sound of stepping on grass or trees shaking.
“……”
Sharti took out a pouch containing paralyzing grass and gripped it.
‘There’s no crying sound. It’s not a beast.’
As soon as she showed a wary attitude, the noise stopped, making it even more creepy.
At that moment, with a fluttering sound, birds flew up all at once from a nearby tree.
‘Was it the sound of birds?’
Sharti, who had been watching her surroundings with a tense face, slowly backed away and left the place.
Her spine chilled from feeling an unpleasant gaze twice.
Sharti, who had hurried her steps, could only catch her breath when she saw the light of the log cabin.
As soon as she opened the door, the man who appeared immediately snatched the basket.
“Have you always spent this long gathering herbs?”
Sharti tried not to show the creepiness she had felt outside and changed the topic.
“−Words that come to mind? Not much.”
Hmm. As if he had noticed that Sharti was struggling with naming, he carefully traced back his memories.
He shrugged lightly.
“Re… g? These are the only blurry-feeling letters that repeatedly come to mind.”
Sharti stared intently at the letters she had written down on the note.
‘Re, g? Reg? Rek? No, this is a bit, umm…’
Sharti tried various combinations of the letters.
Since the man had an appearance that made Tein mistake him for a bear, she hoped his name would be soft, at least.
“Ren?”
The moment she heard the man’s pronunciation, Sharti was convinced.
Feeling proud that she had come up with a name that suited him, Sharti felt satisfaction.
“Was it hard to come up with a name?”
On the other hand, the man was looking at Sharti with an inexplicable suspicious gaze.
Was he not happy because the name was only one syllable? Sharti timidly studied his expression.
“I like it.”
It was a quick change of attitude.
The man immediately mumbled the name she had given him.
As if he wouldn’t forget it, he looked focused.
Suddenly, he cleared his throat.
“My name is Ren.”
The man with a solemn face opened his mouth towards Sharti.
“Can I ask for your name now?”
The Male Lead’s Obsessive (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Synopsis:
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Summary:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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