“Director Kim, that. When did you start using informal language like that? Whether I go to Cannes or Guam, why does he keep bringing that up? Anyway, that person is unlucky.”
The smooth face of the woman, like a well-polished egg, wrinkled with profanity.
At the beginning of the movie production, the director, who had been making noise about casting Iseol, an inexperienced young actress, as the lead, was now making a fuss about the success of the movie.
If an inexperienced person goes to Cannes, it might be a painful experience.
“He said what he said and even personally apologized to the CEO. Just an apology? They say he even added that he wants to work with you in the next project.”
Manager Junghyuk added, watching Iseol’s reaction.
“Why add ‘personally’? If it’s ‘personal,’ he should apologize to me, the person he shot arrows at. Why go to a distant place to apologize?”
Iseol raised her voice.
“Since the arrow is still stuck, he asked you to come and apologize in person and remove it. After that, he suggested discussing whether to work together on the next project.”
Bang!
The back seat door slammed loudly in front of Junghyuk’s nose.
Iseol, leaning against the dark leather seat, took out her phone to check for missed calls.
By now, there should have been a call from Jiwon, but there was none.
Not even a single missed call or message.
“Oppa, didn’t you get a call?”
Just as Junghyuk, who had just gotten into the driver’s seat, glanced at Iseol again, he replied, “It’s been a while since the wedding ended. He immediately went on a business trip.”
“And he hasn’t returned from that business trip yet?”
“Isn’t a wedding a big deal? There must be a lot of postponed schedules due to wedding preparations. How could he have time to go on a honeymoon right away? Do you think he had time to go to the bathroom?”
Iseol shot back at Junghyuk, who mumbled, as if murmuring.
“Send a gift to the newlyweds right away. Whatever it is, put my name on it prominently, and send the biggest one.”
“Ah, Yoon Iseol, seriously!”
Having said what she wanted to say, Iseol leaned back and closed her eyes, resting against the headrest.
It was big.
If the intention was to reveal one’s presence with a gift, it was undoubtedly a remarkable person. If the purpose was to boast about wealth, it was a large ornamental plant that could be placed in a hotel lobby or even a large paradise flowerpot.
Help nodded as she tilted her head in front of the orange flowers blooming against the silver-white leaves.
[Congratulations on your marriage. – Seol.]Seol.
If Woo-seok was a person of the Peninsula, he should have known this name that was not found in any records of the Peninsula Group.
Sending a gift directly to the newlyweds meant that there was some closeness between her and Jiwon. The reason why this gift disguised as a present was so threatening was probably because the sender was a woman.
Kim, the gardener who was busy going back and forth in the garden, stopped in front of the large paradise flower.
“It’s well grown, the person who raised this difficult flower in the room did a good job.”
“Do you think so?”
“Permanence, it never changes even after a long time. That’s the meaning of the paradise flower.”
Tossing it away, Kim disappeared after saying that, and Help’s gaze returned to the flowerpot.
Even after a long time, it doesn’t change.
Usually, isn’t this phrase used between long-time lovers?
It was a moment when she was pondering over the flower language, which was so meaningful that it was almost absurd.
“Why are you here?”
Woo-seok, who had accompanied Jiwon’s commute early in the morning, saying that he would meet about the housekeeping assistant, seemed to be coming in now.
As Woo-seok entered confidently, he glanced at the name ‘Seol’ hanging on the marble flowerpot, and hurriedly took the ribbon.
“Did Madam receive this personally?”
Nodding.
“You don’t have to worry. If you want, I can take it back.”
Instead of asking what he shouldn’t worry about or why he would take back the delivered gift, Help smiled with her eyes as she glanced at the flowerpot.
“Do you dislike it? Mr. Kim said it’s a paradise flower he raised very well?”
It was quite fortunate that the woman, who was quick-witted enough to understand Jiwon’s intentions in just a few glances, did not tactlessly inquire into the situation.
Relieving the tension in her expression, Wooseok steered the conversation.
“Oh, right. Did the CEO prepare breakfast this morning?”
Help, who had just passed through the entrance and was about to step onto the living room’s marble floor, stopped in her tracks.
The carefree expression on her face paled for a moment in front of the paradise flower with the woman’s name engraved on it.
It was because memories of that morning, which she wanted to forget, came to mind.
As heard, the man’s commuting time was 8 a.m.
He woke up a little earlier and diligently prepared breakfast to make up for the previous day’s commotion, hoping that his well-polished cooking skills would shine.
The neatly dressed man came out of his room exactly at 7:30 a.m., briefly skimmed the well-prepared dining table, and went out without eating.
“…Don’t you eat breakfast?”
Help chased after Jiwon toward the entrance.
But still, someone had put effort into setting the table.
Surely, he wouldn’t have prepared breakfast at this hour with the intention of having her eat.
Although she understood it was thoughtless, Help’s words still carried a clear sense of resentment.
“I’ll take care of breakfast myself.”
“Even though I prepared it with care, at least have a little…”
The answer that came out before stopping or turning around was cold.
“You don’t have to make this much effort.”
Before the man, who had confidently headed towards the entrance, put on his shoes, he stopped and looked down.
A pair of neatly arranged shoes under the direction towards the front door.
“Even this.”
It was a long-standing habit of Help and a virtue.
The shoes placed neatly in the shoe rack must be orderly; that was the sign of someone who goes out to earn money.
It was thanks to her father, who would drag her by the hair to organize the shoes when he drank.
No, it could be called a virtue.
As the man, who had walked neatly to the entrance, was about to put on his shoes, he looked down at his feet.
A pair of tidy shoes directed towards the entrance.
“You don’t need to do this.”
The woman’s habit of hearing tidy sounds wherever she went seemed to be unpleasant to the man.
A sigh escaping between her red lips and the lightly creased forehead revealed his displeasure.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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