Seung Jo felt a bit of happiness.
“Besides the fan signing event. Have we ever met by chance? Like when we were very young.”
He felt like she had finally recognized him.
Could she recall something?
But she seemed uncertain about that memory.
Maybe it was just because she found Seung Jo’s face, which she had seen when she was young, familiar, hence the question.
“Did you see someone who looks like me somewhere?”
“It’s not that I saw……”
He took in the sight of Su Hee’s face, lost in thought.
He wanted to talk to Su Hee more, but his eyelids were heavy as if he would fall asleep any moment.
Seung Jo pushed himself to speak against the drowsiness.
“Isn’t that a common tactic? Asking if we’ve met somewhere before.”
“Hah. Why would I hit on you, Mr. Han Seung Jo?”
Why not. If you were hitting on me.
Seung Jo answered the question in his head before it escaped his lips.
…Ah.
You have a child.
And a man you love, on top of that.
It seemed like it wouldn’t be good for you to remember our past.
Even if you dismissed it as a joke, the young me couldn’t pass it off as a silly joke.
Maybe it’s better if you didn’t know about the past that I hold dear.
But what would I have done if you didn’t have a family.
“I’ve never met you. The first time I met Ms. Oh Su Hee was at the company dinner.”
Would the answer have been different then?
“Ah, I see.”
I thought my dream was real.
Seung Jo asked, hearing Su Hee’s sigh of relief.
“Why are you suddenly asking such a thing?”
Su Hee, who felt her dream was far from the past, opened up to Seung Jo.
“I had a dream a while ago. A boy who looked about middle school age wearing a name tag with ‘Han Seung Jo’.”
That would be Seung Jo.
Because the first time he met Su Hee was when he was in the second year of middle school.
“It’s just a dream, right? If it was something from childhood, Ms. Oh Su Hee would have remembered.”
She asked because she couldn’t remember the past.
But there was no need for Seung Jo to tell her about the trivial past.
“I guess it’s not a very important memory. I’m glad it was a dream. I said something ridiculous to that boy.”
“What did you say.”
“I said I would take responsibility for that boy.”
It could be an embarrassing thing to say, but what does it matter? It’s just a dream, anyway.
“I’m really glad it was a dream.”
Leaning his head on the seat, Seung Jo had completely closed his eyes before he knew it.
“Because if it wasn’t a dream, it would mean that there’s someone living with that ridiculous promise in their heart.”
“Do you think a barely thirteenyearold kid would remember what was said?”
Though the question mark hung, a sentence ended with a period did not come.
Seung Jo, unable to overcome the medicine, had fallen asleep at some point.
“Hmm.”
While looking at Seung Jo, Su Hee sank her upright body into the seat.
She waved her hand in front of her eyes, but Seung Jo didn’t even flinch.
He was completely lost in sleep.
Su Hee, who straightened up in the seat, was lost in thought.
Upon thinking, all that was clarified was that the child in the dream wasn’t Seung Jo right beside her.
If it wasn’t a dream.
“Would it really matter if I believed in that promise until I became an adult?”
If I had believed in that word for over 10 years…
“Then, I think I’d feel really sorry.”
((()))((()))((()))
Upon returning to Korea, the first thing Su Hee did was to get a new mobile phone.
She had to reissue the cards in her wallet, but that wasn’t urgent, so she put it off.
She opened the suitcase she had been with from Paris and took out the clothes inside.
When she removed the cardigan and jeans, a white shirt appeared underneath.
It was the shirt she borrowed from Seung Jo on a rainy day.
Since she couldn’t return the shirt as it was, she brought it back to Korea.
“I’ll have to ask him to pass it on for me.”
Since she could deposit the borrowed money into an account, there was no need to hand it over in person.
While lifting her phone to call Chul Yong, the screen lit up.
—Ju Hyeong
Upon receiving a call from her brother for the first time in a while, Su Hee quickly pressed the call button.
“Ju Hyeong, why haven’t you answered my calls all this time?”
[If you’re going to nag, hang up.]
Despite Su Hee’s worried voice, Ju Hyeong threatened her with a completely emotionless tone.
Afraid that her brother, who she hadn’t contacted in three months, would hang up, Su Hee held back her anger.
“Okay, I won’t nag. Are you eating well?”
[I called because I need money. Put some in my account.]
“But I sent you money just a week ago.”
Even though she couldn’t get in touch, Su Hee had been sending 1 million won to Ju Hyeong every month.
The studio apartment where Ju Hyeong was living was under Su Hee’s name, and he had been on a leave of absence from university for a while, so there was no place for extra money to go.
[I used it all, that’s why I’m asking.] Ju Hyeong grumbled as if asking was the most natural thing in the world.The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
