Being around him was already stressful. Sometimes it was okay, but often her emotions surged. The man, acting arrogantly without understanding her feelings, was intimidating and overwhelming.
“The script.”
Tae-seok snatched the script from her hands.
‘Cheon Ji-hyuk?’
The white was paper, the black was ink. Tae-seok couldn’t see anything as if suddenly blind. When he had walked out of the study, Yeoreum’s face had clearly been smiling.
He was twisted inside. Moreover, Yeoreum even wanted to hide the fact that it was Cheon Ji-hyuk. To him, it seemed like a defensive move, as if she wouldn’t allow him the slightest entry into her life.
He mindlessly underlined the script.
After meeting her again, she never smiled, as if she had lost her expression. The girl who used to laugh at the mere rustling of leaves was now smiling because of another man.
But, what of it?
Tae-seok was simply unhappy with the script.
“It’s a mess.”
He kept underlining.
“Completely a mess.”
Whether Yeoreum’s expression hardened or not, he continued marking the script and criticizing it. The dialogue was a mess, the plot childish, and the emotional lines didn’t match. So.
Thump.
“Rewrite it.”
Yeoreum stared quietly at the script on the table.
The arrogant gaze pouring over her head was palpable even without looking. Tae-seok had never looked at her this way before. The gaze that seemed to shield her even if she had committed a crime existed only in her memories.
“All of it, rewrite.”
Just before, Yeoreum had secretly watched Tae-seok looking down at the script and felt an undefined tremor.
“You want me to rewrite?”
Her eyes, filled with melancholy, followed the words inked on the A4 paper like flowing water.
Holding a pen to his lips and slightly furrowing his brow, Tae-seok occasionally shook his head in thought. He would sometimes bring the pen to the paper to underline or write something. Thus, he carefully turned each page with deliberation.
“What? Rewrite all of it. Can’t you understand?”
His intellectual sexiness was overwhelming, to the point where it was hard to look away. She had even thought about closing her eyes to escape it. But now, that same man was brutally slicing through her heart.
Yeoreum took a deep breath.
“Could you please tell me which parts specifically you want me to rewrite?”
Tae-seok looked at Yeoreum with an expressionless face.
“No.”
“…”
“Why should I?”
That’s because you agreed to review it.
Yeoreum couldn’t say that. She just nodded and stood up. Tae-seok too abruptly got up and went back into his study. The sound of the door slamming echoed in the empty space.
[Star Icon]“Am I crazy?”
Tae-seok rubbed his face.
“I must be insane, Seo Tae-seok.”
If he was indeed going mad, it would be preferable to do so gracefully.
Pacing his study restlessly, Tae-seok wondered if he had developed some anger management disorder. He seriously considered revisiting the psychiatrist he had stopped seeing.
“The pendant.”
That was the reason. The necklace from that day disrupted his emotions.
Since that day, Tae-seok was acutely aware that his feelings were erratic. His heart raced uncontrollably, even though he hadn’t seen the pendant properly. He had jumped to conclusions.
If his guess was correct, that pendant was part of a couple’s ring. The uncommon design of gold and pink gradient. If it really was a couple’s ring, he wondered why Yeoreum hadn’t discarded it yet.
Not only did she keep it, but she also made it into a necklace. Why?
He wanted to confirm again, but Yeoreum never wore the necklace again.
Was she aware of what she was doing, or did she simply forget to wear it? Tae-seok was desperate to confirm again but couldn’t ask outright, which frustrated him.
“Damn.”
After pacing for a while, Tae-seok stopped in the middle of his study.
He couldn’t stand this irritating state any longer. It was unbearably bothersome. He decided to just ask directly. Without hesitation, he opened the door to the storage room.
“Choi Yeoreum.”
Yeoreum, who was leaning on her chin and staring at her laptop, jumped up in surprise. Her eyes widened. Her long lashes framed eyes filled with confusion, fear, and sorrow. At that moment, Tae-seok realized how rudely he had treated her earlier.
He hadn’t properly read the script and had commanded her to rewrite it. A script she must have written with so much care, and he had treated it so crudely. He felt like trash.
There was something more important than the necklace to talk about. Whether it would make things right, he didn’t know.
“Give me the script. Let’s look at it again.”
Tae-seok extended his hand. Yeoreum, saying ‘Ah,’ softly, picked up the script. The pages were brutally marked with a red pen. Tae-seok cursed himself again.
“Give it.”
Yeoreum approached and handed over the script. At that moment, a single page fell, and both Tae-seok and Yeoreum reached out for it. The paper fluttered down like a butterfly, and instead of landing on the paper, their hands met.
Yeoreum’s hand was small and warm. Tae-seok held his breath for a moment.
“Ah…!”
Yeoreum, startled, tried to pull away, but Tae-seok didn’t let go.
“Wait a moment.”
Her eyes, bewildered and trembling, shone like stars. Tae-seok, to his own astonishment, found himself wanting to kiss those eyes.
I’m not crazy.
I still like her. Choi Yeoreum.
Tae-seok closed his eyes deeply.
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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