The Season of Prettiest You (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
Yeoreum leaned against the swaying subway pole, arms crossed. Her body jostled carelessly with every lurch. As she stood there, her thoughts swirled just as chaotically. If they had kept seeing each other, this would’ve been their third anniversary year.
“Let’s go on a trip for our third anniversary, oppa. How about Europe? Somewhere no one would recognize us.”
“It’s fine if they do. We’ll go public with our relationship before then.”
Things like that.
“After dating for about three years, we should meet each other’s parents. Promise you’ll introduce me then, Yeoreum.”
“I will.”
Stuff like that.
He always appeared abruptly. And then he’d pour out promises he couldn’t keep, like a waterfall. Yeoreum staggered under the force of that torrent.
“By then, I’ll probably be a drama writer too. Will you appear in my drama?”
“Of course—I’ll stake everything to make it the best drama ever.”
“Wow. I’ve already secured Seo Taeseok.”
Yeoreum’s half-closed eyes snapped open.
‘…Did my brain just shake too? Why am I even thinking this?’
Three years ago, she fell in love with a top star. They’d merely exchanged greetings at some chance meeting, yet he’d told her that dreamlike line: “I fell for you at first sight.” His love had been as sweet as candy, making her feel like a princess.
Taeseok was a Hallyu star known worldwide, while she was unemployed—calling herself a budding writer or job seeker only prettified the truth. Either way, she knew she was utterly inadequate to stand beside him.
That inadequacy eventually put him in peril, and with no other choice, she left him—for his sake.
It had been hard at first, but now even longing had calloused over. Pretending she wasn’t in pain while living her daily life no longer felt difficult.
Yeoreum turned her head back to reality. Outside the window, a dark tunnel rushed past. It was a deep, shadowy darkness—just like the last look she’d seen in his eyes. She locked eyes with the expressionless woman staring back from the glass.
There had been a time when she thought herself pretty.
Back when she stood beside Taeseok, who told her everything she did was lovely. Whether she broke a coffee cup or skipped washing her hair, he’d just habitually repeat, “You’re so pretty, so pretty.” Back then, Yeoreum truly believed she sparkled.
Now, she thought the person who barely smiled anymore was rather insignificant. The woman in the glass looked merely dry and withered.
“I love you, Yeoreum. I’m crazy about you. So go crazy for me too.”
A happy memory that would never return.
[The next station is Seoul Forest. Seoul Forest Station. Doors will open on the…]Had Taeseok heard about her?
He might’ve missed the four-episode special drama, but this new drama was different from the start.
Unexpectedly, it drew attention—articles had already been published multiple times. And Yoo Gangyeol, the actor she’d met during casting, happened to be Taeseok’s close friend. Surely he must’ve heard something along the lines of, “There’s this writer working on such-and-such a script.”
She wondered what he’d thought. Maybe he’d recalled their brief time together once or twice. Even if he’d already forgotten her after so long, she hoped he still held onto a few good memories.
“Unnie, why are you so sure Taeseok oppa forgot you?”
Young’s innocent question came to mind. She’d asked without understanding. He never held onto a woman who walked away.
He loved more passionately than anyone while she was by his side—but once she turned her back, it was simply over. The memory of hearing those very words from his own mouth remained burned into her mind.
In his memory, she was probably branded as just another job-seeking girl who’d given him the worst kind of breakup. By now, he must be dating someone better, still calling his lover affectionately in that gentle voice.
The subway jerked sharply, and Yeoreum quickly steadied herself.
After breaking up with Seo Taeseok, they’d agreed she’d disappear for a year.
“For someone like you, a year’s more than enough to forget. Just hide away for exactly that long.”
Was it an order? A suggestion? Either way, his voice had brimmed with confidence. Yeoreum hadn’t dared resist—she’d simply obeyed. To her, he was as solid as a mountain; she, not even a single blade of grass.
His plan had succeeded.
If he’d still loved her, he would’ve chased her to the ends of the earth by any means necessary. Even though she’d abandoned him and run, Yeoreum had vaguely waited for him—shamelessly so.
But Taeseok never came.
She’d changed her phone number, but all her other personal details remained the same—he could’ve found her easily if he’d wanted. Yet he didn’t.
Because Yeoreum left first, Taeseok eventually left her too. It was only natural. How shameless of her to have turned away from him as he knelt, weeping—and still waited.
Now, it was all just water under the bridge. Yeoreum firmly erased those lingering thoughts.
She stepped off the subway.
“Excuse me.”
She swiftly pushed her way through the crowd, swept along toward the exit.
She liked her busy life now—she had no time to indulge in idle thoughts of Taeseok.
No love stayed heartbreakingly romantic forever without fading. Was theirs really so special? Out of sight, out of mind—that was love.
“I’ve never held onto a woman who walked away.”
He’d been right. He might’ve been angry and miserable for a few months, but in the end, he’d forgotten her.
‘If I ever get the chance, I’d like to apologize. It wasn’t intentional, but I did stab him in the back. Still, I probably won’t get another chance to say it myself.’
Yeoreum sank into deep thought.
‘I’m sorry for leaving you like that. I hope you’re moderately happy.’
As soon as Taeseok entered the agency, staff greeted him warmly. Voices exclaiming how long it had been surrounded him. Manager Hong gently held them back and pressed the elevator button.
While waiting, Taeseok glanced around the building. Though it had been a while, everything remained the same—the spotless marble floors, walls filled with LED displays, even the interiors framed in gold.
“It’s flashy.”
This building had been raised with Taeseok’s success.
He’d enjoyed building it. He remembered Ji Hyeonjeong being delighted when he suggested gilding the elevators. Their tastes aligned in such ways—they sometimes felt like real siblings.
Though barely in her late thirties, she’d already won awards as a young entrepreneur, thanks to her business acumen. Taeseok admired her capability.
She always wore crisp suits and was stunning enough to make passersby turn back for a second look—not necessarily his type, but the public certainly thought so, and Taeseok partly agreed.
Meeting someone like Ji Hyeonjeong in an industry rife with betrayal and lawsuits had been pure luck. In their early days, when he had nothing, she personally shopped around Seo Taeseok’s profile to secure their footing.
Back then, they’d shared a tiny space in a communal office, constantly bickering. Taeseok never let go of even the smallest opportunities, and together, they rapidly grew the company in a short time.
When people endure hard times together, feelings blossom—like among military comrades or colleagues. It was camaraderie. That was the name of the emotion Taeseok held for Ji Hyeonjeong.
“President, hello.”
Ji Hyeonjeong, CEO of HJ Entertainment, stared at Taeseok with a dazed expression—as if she couldn’t believe he was really there. But she quickly greeted him with a smile.
“Welcome.”
It was an afternoon bathed in strong sunlight—reminiscent of Taeseok’s eyes.
Ji Hyeonjeong wondered what had brought him back out into the world.
Seeing vitality return to his once-hollow eyes made her heart pound. She deliberately suppressed her joy and maintained composure.
He’d been far more of a mess than expected after breaking up with that girl. She’d thought a year would be enough to move on—yet reality proved otherwise.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been to the company, but it’s still totally my style.”
“Well, the building isn’t going to change.”
They sat facing each other. Ji Hyeonjeong wanted to ask more warmly about how he’d been, but Taeseok cut straight to the point.
“Choi Yeoreum’s back, noona.”
Ji Hyeonjeong’s eyebrows twitched.
Of course she knew. Choi Yeoreum was now a drama writer—she doubted any other agency head was as indifferent to this drama’s casting news as she was. She’d hoped Taeseok wouldn’t find out. It was a finished relationship.
“Taeseok…”
After the breakup, he’d fallen apart—barely eating, sleeping, or resting, obsessively searching for Yeoreum. He’d booked five plane tickets in six months, three of which actually took him to the U.S. She couldn’t tell him it was pointless, so she just agonized helplessly.
When that failed, he drowned himself in alcohol, got hospitalized with a stomach ulcer, then switched to sleeping pills when banned from drinking, and later moved on to sedatives… Ji Hyeonjeong pressed her temples firmly.
“It’s over.”
Taeseok wasn’t the type to hold onto women who left. She’d assumed a year would be enough. Wasn’t this the same Seo Taeseok who’d casually dated even hotter women?
She’d thought he’d forget an insignificant job-seeking girl as soon as she turned away. Watching that assumption unravel for two years had burned her insides black. Now, even hearing the character “Yeo” from “Yeoreum” made her shudder.
“So you knew too. And Manager Hong.”
Taeseok gave a cold laugh.
“I was the one abandoned by her—and yet I was the only one left in the dark.”
“It was for your own good.”
“You two, who knew better than anyone how desperately I searched for her, did this to me.”
He didn’t hide the reproach in his voice. Ji Hyeonjeong tightly sealed her lips. She didn’t want to hear what came next.
“I’m curious—how exactly did she hide so well? She was impossible to find, yet now she’s crawled right back in.”
“…”
“She’s become quite the successful writer too.”
“What exactly do you want to say?”
“I’ll appear in Choi Yeoreum’s drama.”
Ji Hyeonjeong clenched her fists under the table. A hundred retorts surged in her mind, yet her lips wouldn’t move.
“…Are you insane?”
That was all she managed.
“If I was going to go crazy, I would’ve done it long ago.”
“Taeseok, what did that girl even do to you?”
Today, Taeseok seemed unusually impatient. The furrow between his brows twisted slightly—it meant he had no interest in arguing. Ji Hyeonjeong knew his expressions too well.
“President, when I decide to do something, it gets done. I’m Seo Taeseok.”
He shut down the debate.
They were only noona and dongsaeng when smiling and in agreement—otherwise, Taeseok had always held the upper hand over Ji Hyeonjeong. They both knew this, but this was the first time he’d exploited it.
“…After such a messy breakup, why get tangled up with her again?”
Ji Hyeonjeong moistened her parched lips and spoke softly.
“You’ve only just started to stabilize…”
“I’m doing this to truly find stability.”
Taeseok stated it like a declaration.
“Set up a meeting. Secretly, with Director Lee Hongseok.”
In the end, he said it. Ji Hyeonjeong’s plan had failed completely.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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