The Man Who Shakes Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
Jin Woo and I walked into the first restaurant we saw near the office. It was small and shabby, but I didn’t mind.
Watching Jin Woo pour water from the stainless steel bottle my aunt had given him, I carefully spoke up, fixated on his unusually pale, long fingers.
“Seo Jin Woo.”
It felt awkward to just say his name, so after some hesitation, I finally managed to utter all three syllables. Jin Woo placed a filled cup of water in front of me and turned his warm, chestnut-brown eyes toward me.
“Yes, Unnie.”
His cheerful smile—bright enough to melt Arctic glaciers—made me pause for a moment to steady my heart.
“I have a boyfriend.”
At my abrupt, out-of-nowhere statement, the gentle curve of Jin Woo’s lips stiffened almost imperceptibly.
“You said you had business at our company, so I couldn’t avoid meeting you today, but we shouldn’t meet alone like this anymore. That’s the right thing to do.”
We’d never been particularly close anyway. If anything, it was a relationship where one side had confessed and the other had declined.
“I don’t know how you feel, but having a boyfriend makes me uncomfortable about this.”
After calmly finishing my sentence, I quickly raised my water glass to wet my lips. The cool water helped ease the heat rising to my face.
Jin Woo, who had been intently gazing at me, finally responded slowly.
“I came to the office today to submit documents.”
“What documents would you have to submit at the office…?”
When I asked, Jin Woo gave a soft chuckle.
“My onboarding paperwork. I have an interview this afternoon, and I happened to spot you while waiting.”
My eyes widened in surprise at his words.
“You applied for a job here?”
“Yes.”
Jin Woo leaned back slowly against his chair. Even that simple motion looked elegant.
“Oh… I see.”
I murmured quietly.
Over the past ten years, Jin Woo had certainly changed. Not just his fully grown, unmistakably masculine appearance—his whole aura was different.
Completely unlike the gloomy boy from our very first meeting ten years ago, who’d stared at me with a dark, somber expression. Now, his face seemed to glow as if haloed by sunlight—like a god from Greek mythology.
“And…”
Jin Woo’s gaze, fixed on me, dimmed slightly.
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I should’ve been more careful. I was thoughtless.”
As Jin Woo lowered his eyes, shadows fell along his long eyelashes. For a moment, it felt as if sunlight had been blocked by clouds—the atmosphere shifted with his expression. Worried I’d been too stern, I quickly waved my hands.
“I was happy to see you after so long. We’ll just be more careful from now on.”
Only then did Jin Woo finally offer me a faint smile.
“There’s a lot I wanted to tell you, Unnie.”
He paused, sounding regretful. His eyes found mine again.
Though his face clearly held many unspoken words, he changed the subject.
“Let’s eat first.”
“R-right.”
I smiled awkwardly too.
Seo Jin Woo, suddenly appearing before me.
He was even more handsome than I’d occasionally imagined. No—far more handsome than my imagination had allowed.
“You and him don’t match. People should live within their means.”
Out of nowhere, Min Hye’s voice from long ago echoed in my head.
It rang in my ears as vividly as if she were speaking right beside me.
“Since we met like this today, let’s enjoy our meal. The menu here…”
Trying to shake off Min Hye’s lingering voice, I deliberately brightened my tone and looked for the menu.
Tripe stew, hangover soup, bone marrow soup.
As I scanned the menu to escape the awkwardness, my eyes froze in dismay.
Of all things—
It was a dish I couldn’t eat. And not just me—Seo Jin Woo, who’d spent ten years studying in the U.S., clearly wouldn’t be able to eat it either.
It was my own fault for barging in without even checking the restaurant’s name.
But I couldn’t just leave now… My mind raced for a way out of this awkward situation.
‘Should I just go? Tell him I’ll come back later. But I’ve already drunk their water… Ugh… What should I do?’
Just then, Jin Woo’s gentle voice reached me.
“Auntie, one bowl of hangover soup, please.”
Startled by the unexpected order, I whipped my head toward Jin Woo.
“And, since my companion can’t eat it—do you maybe have other side dishes?”
The auntie taking the order looked baffled, so Jin Woo sheepishly smiled at her.
“Truth is, I knew my friend couldn’t eat this, but I insisted on coming here just because I really wanted to try your hangover soup.”
The auntie’s expression instantly turned kinder.
“Oh dear, if a handsome young man like you came just for my soup… How about some soybean paste soup with a bowl of rice instead?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Anyone watching would’ve thought he’d been a regular here for ten years.
Surprised inwardly, I still followed Jin Woo’s lead and smiled politely at the auntie. I couldn’t help but admire his effortlessly smooth handling of the situation.
“Did you take a class on crisis management or something?”
“Oh, you didn’t know? I was top of the class in that course.”
At my playful question, Jin Woo replied with feigned nonchalance. For the first time, our eyes met without reserve—just like ten years ago, foreheads almost touching as we laughed.
A little while later, our food arrived. Contrary to my worries, Jin Woo ate the hangover soup with obvious enjoyment.
“I’ll pay for this. I’m glad it suited your taste.”
I stated it firmly, as if drawing a clear line. Jin Woo gave a light nod.
“It’s my first time trying it, but it’s delicious. I’ll get the coffee.”
“Okay,” I replied, heading toward the café near the office. The midday summer heat was intense.
“But how did you know I couldn’t eat hangover soup?”
Had my stunned expression at the menu been that obvious?
“It was written all over your face.”
Instinctively, I raised a hand to smooth my face at Jin Woo’s teasing remark—but feeling the dry texture of my skin, I quickly lowered it again.
“You looked absolutely murderous staring at that menu.”
Embarrassed that my expression had given me away so clearly, I hurried to change the subject.
“Oh, really? Anyway… I hope you get assigned to our department.”
“Our department?”
Jin Woo asked, his face lighting up pleasantly—and before I knew it, the words slipped out.
“Your face is marketing material, after all.”
Oops. My honest thoughts had tumbled out without permission.
“Ah, no—I mean, what I meant was…”
Flustered, I scrambled to take back my words—but Jin Woo just chuckled softly and asked,
“Which department are you in, Unnie?”
“Planning and Marketing.”
Thankfully, my accidental confession smoothly passed without further explanation.
“I’m curious what kind of work you do. Since I might be joining soon, could you tell me about it?”
As Jin Woo’s eyes sparkled with interest, I began shyly sharing about my job—mostly describing my general responsibilities. We hadn’t walked far before reaching the café, and I paused briefly.
“Was that boring?”
“No. Hearing it from you actually made everything much clearer.”
Jin Woo smiled and opened the café’s glass door. Instantly, a rush of cool air hit us.
Holding the door open for me as if I should enter first, I stepped inside awkwardly. His thoughtfulness felt unfamiliar—Do Jin had never once held a door open for me.
I felt pathetic for comparing them unconsciously. To banish the thought, I quickly scanned the café interior.
“Oh?”
At the same time, a familiar figure caught my eye. Do Jin was there—despite saying he’d be out on a business call—with Heo Yoon Joo.
“It really is nice and cool in here.”
Jin Woo’s voice snapped me back to reality as I stood frozen, unsure what to do.
Do Jin and Yoon Joo sat together, deep in conversation. He wore a smile I’d never seen before—clearly amused by something.
“What would you like to drink, Unnie?”
Even at Jin Woo’s question, all my attention remained fixed on Do Jin.
Why—just why—were they together?
When had they gotten so close?
My heart began to race with unease.
I should trust him… yet an uncontrollable anxiety surged through me.
Seeing Do Jin and Yoon Joo together made my chest flutter uncomfortably.
“Unnie.”
When I finally looked up at Jin Woo’s voice, I saw an expression on his face I’d never seen before.
His usual sweet smile was gone—his features now sharp, stern, and strangely unfamiliar.
“Oh—uh, sorry. I was just lost in thought for a sec.”
Thinking it was my fault, I hurried to apologize. I’d assumed he was gentle because he kept smiling—but without that smile, his face revealed strong, striking lines.
“I’ll have a hot Americano.”
Jin Woo ordered without comment, exactly as I’d said.
“Are you cold, Unnie?”
He asked, noticing me hugging my arms as if the chill had seeped deep into my bones.
“Ah—no.”
Maybe because of Do Jin’s past scolding, I quickly dropped my arms, feeling foolish for overreacting.
“I’ll go get the coffee. You wait outside.”
Was that why? Jin Woo’s constant thoughtfulness kept feeling strange—alien, unfamiliar, defying every word I could think of to describe it.
“Uh… okay.”
Under Jin Woo’s warm, judgment-free gaze, I gave an awkward smile and stepped outside. The hot air enveloped me, bringing an inexplicable sense of relief.
I felt as if I’d just run away from Do Jin—so I kept my eyes fixed on the ground.
I hated myself for doubting my boyfriend.
“Oh! Associate Lee!”
At Yoon Joo’s cheerful voice, I jerked my head up—but unsure how to meet her gaze, I hesitated.
“What are you doing here? Getting coffee?”
Yoon Joo, as always, looked lovely in her bright dress. Because of that, I couldn’t bring myself to look Do Jin in the eye—I already knew exactly how he’d be looking at me.
“Yeah. But where are you two headed?”
“Oh! We’re on an off-site assignment today. The manager specially assigned it to us.”
At Yoon Joo’s boastful tone, Do Jin glanced at his wristwatch and said to her,
“Hmm, we should move quickly.”
“Yes, Manager.”
Her high-pitched voice was as lively as birdsong.
“Make sure your report’s ready.”
After this brief remark to me, Do Jin quickly walked off with Yoon Joo.
‘Off-site assignment…’
I stared blankly at their retreating figures, feeling as if I’d glimpsed the true shape of my vague anxiety. I couldn’t stay standing there—I felt like I might collapse any second, my legs trembling weakly.
Reaching out to lean against the glass door, I tried to steady myself—but the door opened.
Almost everything happened at once.
The moment my hand touched Jin Woo’s chest, I crumpled to the ground. Startled, Jin Woo dropped the coffee he’d been holding and caught me—spilling coffee all over himself in the process.
“Oh…”
Dark coffee stained his white shirt.
“I’m sorry.”
My eyes widened. Jin Woo, still holding me, looked at me as if his shirt didn’t matter at all.
“Unnie, what’s wrong with your face? Are you in pain?”
Realizing I was practically leaning into Jin Woo’s arms, I quickly stepped back.
“No… just a sudden bout of dizziness.”
I fumbled an excuse and looked at his shirt with an embarrassed expression.
“There’s probably a dry cleaner… nearby… I mean…”
“Really, it’s fine.”
Jin Woo studied me carefully. My pale face and trembling dark eyes had looked that way ever since we entered the café.
Was it because of that brief encounter with the manager in the lobby? That’s also why Jin Woo’s expression had hardened. Seeing Ji Na’s clearly changed demeanor made his mood sink.
“Still, if we leave it like this, the stain won’t come out. Let me wash it in the restroom—at least take your shirt off?”
It was right after this that Jin Woo’s eyes—previously calm and indifferent—suddenly changed.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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