The Secretary's Power (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 3
9:50 a.m. the next day.
Hye Won, who had barely managed to sleep for a couple of hours since dawn, stood in front of Tae Beom’s villa, lugging a bundle of luggage.
“I should ring the bell in ten minutes.”
Hye Won muttered to herself, checking the time.
I must arrive precisely at ten o’clock. Not a single fault will be found in me today—from start to finish.
Leaning against the door, Hye Won let out a long yawn. She’d done thorough research and prepared years’ worth of company operational data into a polished PowerPoint presentation—but she wasn’t sure if His Royal Gravelness would appreciate it.
“What does someone who just sits around and receives reports made by others even know? He probably thinks things magically appear with a snap of his fingers.”
Ugh. Hye Won checked the time again. Only two minutes had passed.
Surely he wouldn’t scold her for arriving punctually at exactly ten o’clock?
Hye Won straightened her posture and looked toward the front door. No matter what she did—arriving early, arriving on time—he’d surely find something to complain about.
Realizing that, she couldn’t help but sigh deeply.
Puoooooo—just as she exhaled and decided it was time to ring the bell, the door suddenly swung open.
Startled, Hye Won took a step back. It was the resident staff.
Apparently notified by the security office, the resident staff had just stepped out to look for her.
“What are you doing standing out here? Why don’t you come in?”
“Huh? Oh—it’s because Managing Director told me not to come before ten.”
“Come inside. The Managing Director isn’t here.”
……What?
Blinking rapidly, Hye Won watched as the resident staff opened the door wider.
“He had a morning appointment and already left. Please wait inside.”
“What? An appointment? But he specifically told me to come by ten!”
She stepped inside first.
His Royal Gravelness wasn’t home.
“Then when will the Managing Director be back?”
Hye Won asked, and the resident staff simply shrugged—clearly signaling, “How should I know?”
“He’ll be back. That’s all I know.”
“Oh…”
Frowning deeply, Hye Won walked in, a pained groan slipping out involuntarily.
Seriously, how is this even possible? He tells me to come by ten, then disappears without a trace?
Have I ever seen such an inconsiderate human being? Is my time worth nothing to him?!
“Assistant Manager, please wait here.”
“Yes, understood.”
Ugh, just because you’re a managing director, does that give you the right to act like royalty?!
“…I guess that’s exactly it. That really is all there is to it.”
Hye Won muttered to herself, flopping down onto the plush sofa the resident staff had indicated, her voice laced with self-mockery.
It was utterly bleak that she had to serve such a despicable superior—but while she remained employed at the company, this was simply unavoidable.
‘I need someone to follow Managing Director Ha Tae Beom around and report every move he makes directly to me.’
Remembering Assistant Manager Ji Seok’s words, Hye Won narrowed her eyes.
Fine. She’d stick to him like glue and report every single detail—down to the tiniest nuance.
Since the only way to defy His Royal Gravelness was to diligently carry out her assigned duty, she resolved to observe him with utmost care.
Any lingering guilt she’d felt about playing the role of an internal spy instantly vanished.
Hye Won glanced at her watch: 10:10 a.m.
Mr. His Royal Gravelness. Go ahead and be as late as you like. I won’t get angry—I’ll just smile instead.
Strangely, she felt even more composed now.
She even developed a grand resolve: no matter how outrageous His Royal Gravelness behaved, she would handle it all.
1:00 p.m. His Royal Gravelness returned.
Hye Won, who had been sitting perfectly still waiting for Tae Beom, stood up immediately.
“Good afternoon, Managing Director!”
At her clear, cheerful greeting, Tae Beom glanced briefly at Hye Won, slowly removing his jacket and glancing toward her intermittently.
“Oh. Am I a bit late?”
“No, not at all!”
Huh? Tae Beom tossed his jacket onto a chair and furrowed his brow slightly.
He’d expected her to look gloomy and exhausted—but her voice was annoyingly bright and cheerful.
How could she possibly be that cheerful after waiting indefinitely with no set time?
Tae Beom had met Yang Hoon as planned for brunch. He’d hardly eaten anything due to lack of appetite and kept checking the time now and then.
Whenever he’d tried to recall Hye Won’s face, it wouldn’t come clearly to mind—only the image of a shivering Chihuahua after a bath lingered.
Thus, in Tae Beom’s memory, Hye Won had become a small, precious Chihuahua.
“If she bothers you that much, why not go in right now?”
When Yang Hoon casually threw out the suggestion, Tae Beom looked up guiltily, then calmly lifted his fork as if he wasn’t bothered at all.
But the Chihuahua’s face kept floating into his thoughts, irritating him deeply.
More than two hours had passed, and noon was approaching. The imaginary Chihuahua was shivering even more violently.
‘Kim Yang. I should head back now.’
‘You’ve held out long enough. Go ahead.’
Tae Beom loved dogs. It was fatal that Hye Won had aligned so perfectly with the image of a Chihuahua.
He’d originally intended to show up only once it got dark—but ended up returning home after all.
“Managing Director, the weather’s absolutely lovely today.”
Tsk. At Hye Won’s beaming smile and cheerful tone, he clicked his tongue.
“You could’ve taken your time and enjoyed a cup of coffee. Were you terribly busy with work outside?”
“Let’s start the briefing.”
“Yes! Managing Director! I’ll prepare right away.”
Why did she speak in such a gentle, willowy voice?
Tae Beom’s brow furrowed further.
Was she implying that waiting three hours wasn’t even a big deal? That he’d actually shown up too soon?
“Managing Director, shall I begin?”
Her overly sweet tone annoyed him. He suddenly grew anxious—not knowing how to make her cry or show any real emotion.
Tae Beom raised his hand.
“Not now. We’ll reschedule the briefing for the weekend.”
“Yes. Wait—what? The… the weekend?”
Hye Won’s eyes widened in shock. Ah-ha! Tae Beom twitched his eyebrows, feeling as though he’d just uncovered the Chihuahua’s weak spot.
“What? Don’t you want to?”
Say it! Say you don’t want to!
“No, of course not! Understood.”
Hye Won quickly curved her eyes into a gentle smile and answered promptly, making Tae Beom’s frown deepen even more.
As she repacked her laptop, she added,
“I’m actually really happy—I finally have something to do this weekend!”
Don’t lie! That’s a total lie!
“Then shall I come back on the weekend? What time should I come then, Managing Director?”
“Be on standby at all times. I can’t predict my own schedule—I’m a busy man.”
“Yes. I fully understand how hardworking you are under such a demanding workload, Managing Director. I truly admire you.”
Tsk.
“It’s truly an honor—once again—to be able to serve someone as remarkable as you, Managing Director.”
Tsk!
Tae Beom let out a small sigh at Hye Won’s hollow flattery. Still smiling brightly, she asked,
“Then I’ll head back now and remain on standby, Managing Director.”
“Head back? Head back where?”
Tae Beom stood up from his chair and picked up his jacket again.
……Huh? Hye Won’s eyes followed his movements.
As she watched him put on his jacket neatly and meet her gaze, she unconsciously clenched her fists tightly.
“I have something to do—come with me.”
Just…
“Do you even know how to drive?”
Should I just punch him once…?
Should I give him a solid hit and turn myself in right after…?
Hiding her inner turmoil, Hye Won nodded and stretched her lips into an exaggerated, clown-like grin.
“Yes! I’ll accompany you anywhere with the utmost care!”
Tae Beom, visibly displeased, started walking—and Hye Won followed, lugging her bundle of luggage.
She’d observe every detail: where they went, whom they met—and report everything thoroughly to Assistant Manager Ji Seok!
She even felt relieved—today’s evening report to Ji Seok would have at least one more line to fill.
Hye Won hesitated in front of Tae Beom’s car. She’d intended to respectfully guide him into the back seat, but Tae Beom climbed into the passenger seat himself.
“What are you waiting for? Get in.”
It didn’t matter that His Royal Gravelness had taken the passenger seat.
How am I supposed to drive a car like this…?
Hye Won paled and stared at the sedan. The moment she laid eyes on this completely unfamiliar luxury car, her legs froze as if rooted to the ground.
“Aren’t you getting in?”
A car like this—whose tires alone probably cost more than my annual salary—me? Drive it?
“Ah, I…”
As Hye Won kept hesitating, Tae Beom rolled down the passenger window and stuck his head out.
His eyebrows twitched triumphantly, as if he’d just caught her in the act.
“So you can’t drive? Is this insubordination?”
“Ah—no, not at all! It’s not that I can’t drive, it’s just…”
“Then are you implying that such trivial tasks fall outside your job duties?”
Say yes! Please, just say yes!
“No, no, Managing Director.”
“Then is it because having me sit next to you makes you uncomfortable—or something more complex like that?”
“……”
Hye Won, who’d been smoothly replying up till now, suddenly clamped her mouth shut. Tae Beom tensed his eyelids.
For a brief moment, he felt elated at having struck the Chihuahua’s weak point—but quickly grew irritated.
Hey! If you suddenly stop answering, I’m the one who ends up looking weird!
Snapping out of her daze, Hye Won abruptly moved and got into the driver’s seat. Fumbling for her seatbelt, she finally let out a long breath.
Tae Beom watched her with lukewarm indifference—then reclined his seat as if planning to half-lie down the whole way.
“Managing Director, where should I take you?”
“You can check the address on the navigation system.”
It was already saved—likely a frequent destination.
“As you can see, I’m honestly not in the mood or mindset to drive right now—my apologies.”
Hye Won grinned.
“Don’t worry. I’ve had a clean driving record for ten years.”
She placed her hands on the steering wheel. Right. It’s either die or pass out.
It’s not even my car—I can scrape it all I want!
“Oh, then I’ll just take a nap on the way.”
“Yes. Rest comfortably, Managing Director. I’ll be departing now.”
It’s not my responsibility anyway!
The Chihuahua gripping the steering wheel trembled uncontrollably for a while. Tae Beom, who had planned to half-lie down and nap during the ride, gradually sat upright.
“Why on earth are you shaking so much?”
“Huh? Oh—it’s just cold.”
Tae Beom quickly glanced at the cabin temperature.
“Well… you’re shaking way too severely.”
“To be honest, I have a slight case of hand tremors. But it’s fine.”
“Oh. I see.”
……It’s NOT “I see”!
Shouldn’t I be the one judging whether it’s fine or not?!
“You said ten years with no accidents—is that confirmed?”
“Well… it’s true I’ve had no accidents for ten years, but that includes seven years of just holding a license without driving.”
The moment Hye Won finished speaking, Tae Beom grabbed the passenger-side door handle.
“Hey, wait—hey, hey! Don’t we need to get into the first lane now if we’re turning left?”
Tae Beom added, peering at the navigation system. Gripping the handle tightly, his feet twitched as if involuntarily trying to hit the accelerator or brake himself.
“Can’t you even read the navigation properly? That’s not a green light! No, no, NO!”
“Aah!” Tae Beom suddenly shouted, making Hye Won flinch.
Trying to maneuver this moving building was already driving her mad—and his constant backseat commentary made her even more frazzled.
“I can’t focus on two things at once. Sorry, Managing Director.”
It was a clear signal: if you’ve handed over the wheel, please stay quiet and shut up.
“Oh. I see.”
He decided to obediently stay silent. After all, he only had one life.
Quietly leaning back, Tae Beom soon sat upright again. His seat, which had been half-reclined, was now fully upright.
After driving for about ten more minutes, Hye Won began to calm down. Driving wasn’t as bad as she’d feared.
As long as she kept moving, surrounding cars miraculously parted like the Red Sea—no one dared approach this rolling building.
As Hye Won steadied herself, Tae Beom relaxed and picked up his phone.
“Kim Yang, it’s me.”
Oh—Kim Yang again.
Hye Won’s ears perked up instantly.
“I’m getting some clothes tailored—thought I’d order a few suits for you too. It’s only right that I handle this much for you, don’t you think?”
Oh my—so he’s buying clothes for Kim Yang now?
“Never mind that—just send me your measurements.”
The boring call ended abruptly.
His Royal Gravelness’s schedule: buying clothes for Kim Yang.
Muttering to herself about how trivial his agenda was, Hye Won stopped at a red light.
Staring blankly ahead, she suddenly heard Tae Beom speak.
“How many years have you been with the company?”
“Five years, counting by calendar years.”
“A baby chick, huh.”
A baby chick? Have you ever seen such a world-weary, cynical baby chick…?
Hye Won swallowed her retort and smiled. Ever since His Royal Gravelness appeared, she’d smiled so much that her mouth corners were practically cramping.
“Still, having lasted that long at the company, you must’ve picked up some social savvy by now.”
Ah, about that… I don’t think I had any until the day before yesterday.
“Work life hasn’t been easy, I assume.”
Seems like it only started yesterday.
“I’ve been fortunate—supportive leaders above me and passionate juniors below—so my work life has been relatively stable.”
At Hye Won’s formulaic reply, Tae Beom gave a faint, knowing chuckle. Of course it was—he especially felt disgusted at her mention of “supportive leaders,” clearly referring to the Vice President.
“You’ll find working with me quite entertaining.”
As Tae Beom turned his gaze toward the window, Hye Won took the chance to let her smile drop slightly.
They were mutually repulsed—each finding the other utterly unbearable.
Right then—
“ARRRGGHHH!”
Hye Won, who’d been driving calmly, suddenly slammed on the brakes. A motorcycle had recklessly zoomed through a red light.
Tae Beom’s body lurched forward slowly in Hye Won’s vision. She reached out instinctively, her hand landing firmly on his chest.
Tae Beom, thrown forward then jerked back, looked down at Hye Won’s hand on his chest.
“Managing Director! Are you okay?”
The motorcycle vanished with a loud roar. Hye Won’s hand pressed so firmly against his chest that her fingertips seemed ready to pierce through his clothes.
Furious, Hye Won rolled down her window and yelled out at the top of her lungs,
“Hey! Drive properly! Where are your eyes?! Can’t you see the red light?! I said DRIVE PROPERLY!”
The acrobatic motorcyclist was long gone—only Hye Won’s voice echoed.
Roll up your window…
“Damn it! Seriously, I almost had a heart attack! You nearly hit someone! Aaargh! Please, for the love of god, drive carefully!”
This is so embarrassing—just stop already…
Tae Beom stared at her fingertips, then turned to look at Hye Won. She seemed completely unhinged from the near-miss.
Honestly, it had been terrifying. If Hye Won hadn’t reacted quickly with the brakes, it would’ve been a horrific scene.
Hye Won exhaled deeply, then looked back at Tae Beom. When she fixed her gaze on him with tense eyelids, Tae Beom flinched.
“Managing Director, I’m so sorry. Are you alright?”
Her palm pressed firmly against his solid chest, rising and falling with each breath.
“Your heartbeat is racing so hard! Are you really okay?”
Don’t grope me.
“Your heart feels like it’s about to jump out!”
Don’t grope me! It’s racing because you’re groping me!
Feeling as though he’d been caught in something he shouldn’t have, Tae Beom grabbed Hye Won’s wrist—still resting on his chest. Just as she’d said, it really felt like his heart might leap out of his mouth if he opened it.
Tae Beom exhaled slowly once more.
It felt as if thunder and lightning were crashing through his insides. Releasing Hye Won’s wrist, he gently pulled up his seatbelt.
She had looked like a trembling Chihuahua—
but now, for the first time, her delicate features came into focus, and he could sense her faint, pleasant scent.
“Were you really that startled? Should we go to the hospital?”
Something felt strange.
“Get out.”
She was a strange woman.
“I’ll drive from here.”
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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