The Problematic Helper (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 2
The conditions for a spouse were simple.
Appearance didn’t need to be outstanding, and neither job nor family background mattered much.
Just six months, or at most a year.
All she had to do was quietly fill the position of wife by my side.
Only one thing: she must never harbor absolutely no personal feelings.
If she could keep just that single rule, yet all seven previous women had stumbled over this very last condition.
“I’ll never waver.”
“So I just have to see you only as a man, right?”
Those who had boasted so confidently couldn’t last three days—fifteen at most—before lowering their eyes in front of me and reaching out with seductive hands.
Would this woman be different?
The man who had called her here said nothing, and the woman across from him quietly looked at him.
No—scanned him would be more accurate.
Ever since entering this place, the man had sat motionless at the head of the sofa, doing nothing but stare at her without a word.
He was either regretting calling her or was an extremely cautious person—one of the two.
His snow-white skin and thick black hair, combined with sharply drawn eyebrows and piercing eyes beneath them, gave off a strikingly seductive aura.
His cynical expression, completely devoid of any readable emotion, was sensual to the point of being provocative.
Even setting aside his overwhelmingly attention-grabbing face, his height easily over 180 cm, the prominent veins on the back of his clasped hands, and his flawless superior physique could not be fully concealed even by the perfectly tailored suit he wore.
The veins bulging slightly on the back of his clasped hands, his flawless, superior body—not even the vest and suit he wore could completely hide it.
The moment his gaze examining her felt especially dark, the woman’s eyes met his cool, lidless ones.
“…By any chance, do you know me?”
The man’s gaze had a strange charisma that instinctively made people shrink.
Apart from that overwhelming presence, there was also an unmistakable, unexplained contempt in the eyes that had been fixed on her the whole time.
“Of course not.”
“According to Han Woo Seok, you wanted to see me.”
“I unintentionally overheard your conversation with a man at the hotel café.”
“…Ah.”
Their scanning gazes never wavered even without much conversation.
Every woman Woo Seok had brought before had either avoided my eyes, bowed their heads, or openly flirted.
This woman’s eyes, boldly scanning me as if she had made up her mind, showed no interest in the opposite sex, not even a trace of curiosity.
She was definitely different from the previous ones.
“Do you know who I am?”
He came from a family everyone would recognize by name, yet he rarely appeared in the media.
It wasn’t because someone told him not to—he simply found the intrusive attention burdensome.
As his construction business grew and secured major domestic and overseas contracts, Ji Wan’s face occasionally appeared in the news whether he wanted it or not.
Few wouldn’t recognize him, but once seen, his visuals were impossible to forget—so he was half-doubting.
“I don’t.”
At her knife-sharp answer, Ji Wan nodded.
It was probably better for this conversation if she didn’t know.
“Why do you think I called you here?”
“…Well, perhaps you need someone to play the role of girlfriend?”
If he called her after overhearing that conversation at the café, she guessed the purpose would be similar.
“If that’s the case, please contact the agency directly. I’m a student, so I only do this part-time when I have time…”
Cutting off the woman’s words, the man suddenly asked,
“How about marriage instead of dating?”
“Marriage? Well, I’ll probably get married someday. I’m not against marriage or anything.”
To the direct question came an equally direct, unhesitatingly pure answer.
The man who had been leaning against the sofa pulled his upper body forward and lightly tapped his clasped hands resting on his widely spread knees.
Is this woman trying to toy with me right now?
Coming on so bold from the very first meeting—she must be quite skilled.
Ji Wan’s face twisted subtly, as if he could almost read her intentions.
Having no patience for dragging things out, the man stood up abruptly and walked toward the woman opposite him.
Without caring about the gaze following him, he removed his jacket and roughly rolled up his shirt sleeves.
“Let’s do it. With me.”
It was a low, resonant bass that seemed to rise from the depths of a pitch-black cave.
“…Pardon?”
Whatever it was, his tone was serious enough to convince her this was no joke.
“The marriage you said you’d do someday.”
Full of conviction, even resolute.
“Let’s do it with me.”
*****
Song Seung Han, Hyun Ban, Gong Yoo.
His face was definitely on par with the top male actors on TV.
Transparent skin, neatly shaped thick eyebrows, a straight nose bridge—fine, but the way he toyed with her with his words and his complete lack of expression while she felt like she was riding a seesaw—it was all extraordinary.
This extraordinary man was proposing marriage.
Even the way he cut off his sentences dripped with masculinity. Among the men she’d ever seen, he was easily top 3—no, unquestionably top 1—and he was telling her this inside a hotel room with just the two of them.
Less than an hour after meeting!!
“So you’re saying you’ll give me 300 million won in cash right away just for getting married?”
Nod.
“The marriage would last at most one year, and if we’re lucky it could end in six months?”
Nod.
“And I can continue my studies all the way through if I want?”
Nod nod.
Standing proudly, the man simply kept nodding.
There was nothing to lose.
Even if tuition was covered by scholarship, there were countless places money was needed—living expenses, food, rent—and this single proposal could solve all the countless part-time jobs she’d been juggling by the minute.
“As long as I don’t even blink an eye no matter what you do—holding hands, kissing—!”
The woman hesitated, wondering what he was about to say.
“…Then please promise you won’t do anything to me either.”
As if that were nothing to him, he gave another annoyed nod.
“Fine. Let’s do it!”
There was no need to think long.
She had urgent debts to pay, and above all, no matter how handsome he was, this cold-blooded man was far from her ideal type.
“I’ve never exactly lived an easy life, so I rarely get shaken. In that sense, I’m straighter than anyone. It’s not something to brag about, but I’m not in a position to date right now…”
This time, instead of nodding, the man loosened his tie.
“I’ll verify that myself.
Ji Wan suddenly stepped close and pulled the woman standing by the window toward him by the waist.
“Eup—!”
“I don’t have much time to wait and watch right now.”
Leaning his upper body until their faces were almost touching, he faced her directly.
Their breaths mingled perfectly between their nearly touching lips.
Was the man trying to confirm whether a simple kiss would shake her?
Or whether she truly wouldn’t waver even under this kind of provocation?
For someone with zero dating experience, a total romance rookie, her heart began pounding wildly.
This wasn’t a question of whether she liked him or not.
Especially for a woman experiencing this level of close physical contact for the first time.
Lowering his thick eyebrows, he approached with eyes that revealed not even half of their emotion, and the woman rolled her eyes nervously.
“…Um, excuse me, sorry but.”
“Shh.”
The fingertip gently covering her lips was firm.
As if saying he wouldn’t let her back out now.
With snow-white skin and black hair swept back, he was a decadently handsome man.
A man who looked like he could rip off every shirt button if he got impatient—yet the hand brushing her hair was endlessly gentle.
“Even so… you won’t regret this?”
The woman regretted the words the moment they left her mouth.
Because that was what she wanted to say to herself.
At a distance where even a breeze could make their lips meet.
The man’s lips, barely grazing hers, curved into a slight sneer.
“I’ve never once regretted anything in my life.
He was unreadable.
His completely expressionless face made him that way.
“So I’ll ask one last time.”
Emphasis was placed on the word “last.”
“Do it—or not.”
A flat, emotionless question that carried the leisure—as if her single word could instantly dispel all this tension.
“…I’ll—I’ll do it!”
With darkened eyes, the man smiled crookedly and lowered his lips.
Even the breath leaking from his lips felt cold—was that just her imagination?
Just before their lips touched.
Far from closing her eyes, Ji Wan reached for the ribbon of the blouse of the woman staring up at him wide-eyed.
Swish.
Grabbing the ribbon that came undone with one touch, the woman hurriedly stepped back.
“What—what are you trying to do? Surely you’re not planning to go all the way. Like, what do they call it… sexual compatibility! Are you seriously intending to test that too?!”
Rattling off like a machine gun and stepping back a couple paces, her chest heaved violently.
“Why, is that not allowed? It’s 300 million in cash.”
With one hand casually in his trouser pocket, the man asked with a rather delinquent tone that matched his outstanding looks perfectly.
The woman’s eyebrows shot up in shock.
“It’s a fake marriage! Of—of course that’s not okay. Why would a strictly contractual marriage need that? We’re not even showing it off in front of others.”
Chin raised, she fired back as if interrogating him.
It was the reaction he had expected, yet it somehow soured his mood.
He could line up women who were dying to be with him and they would circle Lake Seokchon several times.
This treatment was a first.
Not only did she say it outright, her entire body language screamed it.
I’m only doing this for the money.
As if she had no choice but to throw herself into the river like Sim Cheong for her father.
“Ha!”
A hollow laugh leaked through his crookedly raised teeth.
Every glance and every action said the same thing.
Not just examining him suspiciously from head to toe, every movement was guarded, and she didn’t even know how to pretend to be prettily surprised.
Instead of toying with an inexperienced, naive, weak girl, he felt like the one being toyed with.
“Let’s make the contract marriage.”
Ji Wan turned around.
“…Huh? Did—did I pass?”
As if it were no big deal, Ji Wan glanced down at his left wrist to check the time.
“Tie it. Because we’ll never untie it again.”
The man who had turned to leave the room slowly turned back.
“I’ll be calling you often from now on, and calling the woman who will be my wife ‘Helper-ssi’ feels a bit odd, so let’s at least exchange names. I’m Seo Ji Wan. And you?”
At the man’s concise question that neatly wrapped up the situation, the woman once again rolled her eyes.
“…Pardon?”
“Even if she’s going to be my wife, calling her ‘Helper’ feels a little strange, don’t you think?”
At the man’s incredulous question, the woman answered with the same incredulity.
“Didn’t you already know my name?”
“……”
“My name is Do Um. Kang Do Um.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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