Thinking about myself… Ji Na’s lips trembled slightly. Her steady breathing became slightly uneven. She had wanted to think only of herself. But the unexpected news of the death notice kept interrupting her thoughts.
“I am. Thinking about myself.”
Ji Na awkwardly smiled and stepped out of Jin Woo’s embrace again.
“So, you should also act according to your own thoughts. I should go now.”
She felt it wasn’t right to stay too long in the executive office for just a document delivery. Ji Na awkwardly smiled at Jin Woo and left the office.
The secretaries’ respectful greetings made her uneasy.
Maybe they had sensed something between her and Jin Woo. And if Jin Woo left for America, would their office romance end up as a tragic story among the staff?
Forgotten pains resurfaced. Just thinking positive thoughts wasn’t enough for Ji Na, considering the deep wounds Kim Do Jin had left. She hurried her steps, as if trying to get as far away from the executive office as possible.
The funeral home was state-of-the-art, belonging to K Group’s hospital, and was among the cleanest and finest in Seoul. Seeing Do Jin and Yoon Ju standing somberly in black funeral attire at the memorial service, Ji Na bit her lip tightly.
“I pray for the deceased’s soul.”
Standing with her colleagues in front of the funeral hall, Ji Na respectfully greeted the mourners.
The portrait surrounded by a mound of white chrysanthemums looked like it was taken at a recent wedding. Seeing the kindly smiling face of Do Jin’s mother, Ji Na felt a heavy weight in her heart again.
‘Would she have lived longer if I hadn’t been so harsh?’
Seeing Yoon Ju’s gaunt face, Ji Na’s expression darkened further. She must have been waiting for her grandchild in Yoon Ju’s swelling belly… Ji Na felt unable to lift her head, as if the family’s misfortune was entirely her fault.
“How did the deceased pass away…?”
After bowing, Director Jang, standing in front of the chief mourner, inquired discreetly. The employees lined up behind him were all staring at Director Jang’s white socks, seemingly oblivious to the situation.
“It seems she passed away in her sleep. A sudden myocardial infarction, the doctor said.”
“Oh no, that’s terrible.”
Voices filled with sorrow echoed around.
“It feels like just yesterday when I saw her at the wedding…”
“Yes, she had a chronic illness and we were always prepared, but I didn’t expect her to pass away so soon. Thank you for coming despite your busy schedules.”
Do Jin greeted them with a bittersweet expression.
“Yoon Ju, stay strong.”
“Thank you.”
Yoon Ju responded softly with pursed lips to Director Jang’s words of consolation. Everyone offered words of comfort to her, pained by her haggard appearance.
“Eh? Ji Na, aren’t you eating?”
Someone asked as Ji Na, instead of sitting at the prepared table, started putting on her shoes.
“Yes, I’m going now. I’ve been feeling unwell.”
It was an excuse, but Ji Na’s complexion genuinely didn’t look good.
“Alright. You don’t look well. Take care on your way.”
“Thank you.”
Ji Hye, sitting with other employees, gave Ji Na an eye greeting. Ji Na nodded and then left the funeral hall.
‘Ji Na, my mom used to say that she really liked you.’
‘Have one more bite before you go, okay?’
Memories of Do Jin’s mother caring for Ji Na came to mind one by one. Strangely, she couldn’t remember any moments with Do Jin, but her memories with his mother were vivid.
‘He’s not a bad guy, just doesn’t know how to do things right.’
She was the one who comforted Ji Na when she was hurt by Do Jin.
Remembering Do Jin’s mother’s kindness, Ji Na thought Do Jin must have inherited some traits from his mother. Unaware that his feelings were not love…
Just as Ji Na was about to leave the funeral hall, someone grabbed her arm. Through her tearful eyes, she saw Do Jin.
“I’ve been calling you. Where are you rushing off to?”
Breathless as if he had run to catch her, Do Jin exhaled heavily. Ji Na, caught by surprise, shook off his hand. Unfazed by her reaction, Do Jin asked.
“Aren’t you going to eat before you leave?”
“Yes.”
It was the entrance of the bustling funeral hall. Ji Na suppressed her emotions as much as possible while responding.
“Why not eat something?”
“It’s okay.”
“Just leaving like that would upset my mom.”
“…I doubt that.”
On the contrary, Ji Na couldn’t bear the thought of eating at her funeral hall. It seemed indecent to even consider it…
“I should be going now.”
Ji Na turned to leave when Do Jin’s sneering voice pierced her ears like a needle.
“My mom died because of hysteria. Stress.”
“She had a chronic illness…”
Ji Na’s face turned pale as she muttered.
“Yes, she had a chronic illness, but she was very healthy. It was unimaginable that she would pass away so suddenly like this.”
The sound of Do Jin’s footsteps slowly approaching echoed ominously.
His expression, while revealing the cause of his mother’s death, seemed far from grief-stricken. Instead, his eyes, watching the cowering Ji Na, appeared almost intrigued.
“It’s because of you, Ji Na.”
Ji Na gasped for breath in shock. Do Jin’s eyes, snake-like and malicious, seemed to bore into her accusingly.
“My mom died because of you, Ji Na.”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
