The Sin of Loving Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
“Can you wash up by yourself?”
Hae Joo quickly covered her eyes upon seeing Do Jun standing before her, his broad chest bare. He had just finished showering himself and wore only a towel around his waist.
“…Yes.”
“I’ll wait outside the door. Come out once you’re done.”
Overwhelmed by shame from undressing and the mortification of having cried out during a power outage now that she was a grown woman, Hae Joo couldn’t bring herself to look up. The moment he left the bathroom, she had to grab her hair in frustration.
She rinsed off all the foam thoroughly under the showerhead.
Her clothes had been ruined, so she wrapped herself in a towel and stepped out.
Just as she’d feared, when she opened the door, he was indeed standing there with his back turned.
Since he’d only covered his lower half all this time, she didn’t know where to look.
“The shower… I’m done.”
The sweet scent of the bath oil Hae Joo had used spread throughout the entire second floor.
He took a sharp breath and murmured,
“Ah, it smells like a woman.”
Since yesterday, the house—which had been occupied only by men—had taken on a feminine fragrance.
But for Do Jun, it wasn’t just the scent that troubled him. Standing before him was now his wife, appearing nearly as disheveled as he was.
“I was really acting up, wasn’t I?”
Hae Joo lowered her head, embarrassed.
She still maintained an image as an actress, yet she’d just shown him an utterly unbecoming side of herself.
It had only been two days since she started staying at Do Jun’s house, yet unexpectedly, Hae Joo had been tormented by all kinds of trauma since that very morning.
Not knowing the reason behind it made her feel even worse.
“You were… pretty crafty back then.”
She’d braced herself for him to press her about what happened when she was little—but he didn’t.
Instead, Do Jun sounded completely nonchalant.
“Are you going to stay dressed like that?”
“Oh!”
Without even glancing at her, Do Jun turned his back and walked straight into the bedroom.
He stopped by the dressing room, grabbed some clothes, and returned to his room.
He replayed in his mind the terrified words Hae Joo had uttered.
He couldn’t believe Kyung Ae had actually locked her in the bathroom.
“So it wasn’t just those lust-driven bastards causing trouble after all.”
Do Jun had assumed Hae Joo merely endured unfair treatment from Kyung Ae.
But considering Kyung Ae had been willing to sell off her own daughter over debt, maybe that really said it all. The thought left a bitter aftertaste.
“Because of Lee Hae Joo, I’ve completely lost the urge to smoke.”
The image of Hae Joo crouched in the bathtub made his head spin.
The beauty that had ripened with adulthood kept stoking desires he’d long kept dormant.
It was already becoming problematic.
How long had it even been since he brought her here…?
At the same time, he wondered how much longer he’d have to wait. He was curious what kind of presence he was to Hae Joo, who insisted relentlessly on divorcing him in a year.
“Manager Song.”
Lost in thought, Do Jun called Manager Song.
When asked the purpose of the call, he paused briefly before speaking.
“Do we still not know where Ms. Park Kyung Ae lives?”
—She’s listed her old neighborhood as her address but has moved, making her hard to track down.
Kyung Ae surely knew by now that the daughter she’d tormented so harshly had become a famous actress.
There was a risk she might use her marriage to Do Jun as leverage to approach them, so they needed to keep an eye on her—especially since she claimed their deep, sincere love was all a lie.
The crucial point was that Do Jun had never lied.
He truly had waited for Hae Joo and endured what felt like a war during that time.
“Since we still have financial entanglements with her, sue her for fraud.”
—Do you have another motive?
“They say that woman even tried to kill Hae Joo. So I’m thinking I’ll push her just to the brink of death—but legally, of course.”
Do Jun first realized his sharp financial instincts while quietly helping President Park. Naturally, he’d taught himself how money could both save and destroy lives.
It was wise, after all, to nip misfortune in the bud.
—Understood. We’ll proceed as you instructed.
After the call ended, Do Jun rolled up a blanket and carried it with him.
Leaving the empty room, he headed straight to Hae Joo’s room.
“It’s me. I’m coming in.”
He didn’t need her permission to enter.
Hae Joo, buried under the covers with the lights on, widened her eyes in surprise.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m sleeping here. Don’t worry—I won’t touch you like some other guy. Just go to sleep.”
“That’s not the point right now.”
Despite Hae Joo’s protest, Do Jun spread the blanket he’d brought onto the floor. As if that weren’t enough, he switched off the already-lit bedside lamp.
“Nights will keep repeating until you die. Avoiding them won’t change a thing.”
“Who doesn’t know that?”
“If you ever feel like falling in your dreams again, just let go—I’ll be right underneath to catch you.”
“…!”
Do Jun sprawled out beneath the bed. Only then did exhaustion catch up to him, and he lifted an arm to rest it across his forehead.
“Even in the dark, as long as you’re not alone, that’s enough.”
Hae Joo looked down at him lying under the bed.
Whether he knew she was watching or not, Do Jun closed his eyes and kept muttering to himself.
“What’s the point of having a man in the house if not for moments like this?”
After that, only his soft breathing could be heard.
That night, after days of overcast skies, rain poured down accompanied by thunder and strong gusts of wind.
A disaster alert message arrived on her phone, warning of power outages in various areas due to the sudden weather change.
The streetlight outside flickered on and off several times through the night and finally came back on just before dawn.
***
By morning, the skies were sunny as if nothing had happened.
Hae Joo stretched after waking up well-rested.
Not seeing Do Jun, who had slept under her bed, she went downstairs and ran into the housekeeper.
“Where did Do Jun go?”
“He usually goes to the office even on Sundays.”
Having tossed and turned until dawn, Hae Joo had overslept.
Her phone showed a message from Jin Han telling her to come by noon, along with the meeting place.
Hae Joo hurried to get ready to leave.
While doing her makeup, the incident from last night in the bathroom suddenly came back to her.
“How embarrassing, seriously.”
Back in her goshiwon days, there hadn’t even been a window, so she couldn’t turn off the lights.
On rare occasions like last night’s blackout, she’d once fainted from sheer exhaustion after enduring the endless dark.
Death would’ve been better. She’d hoped desperately someone would come to help—but it was all in vain.
It was a side of herself she never wanted anyone to see.
This trauma, which made her feel utterly pathetic, was something she’d always kept to herself.
But this time was different.
Instinctively, she’d called out for Do Jun—and miraculously, he’d come running.
At the same time, she hated that he’d witnessed such a vulnerable side of her. Even if they were only married on paper, it still made her uncomfortable.
No wonder he kept occupying her thoughts. She was already dreading how awkward it would be when they met again at home later.
Most of the recent events were too coincidental to be pure chance.
“How much does Do Jun really know about me?”
Hae Joo had another worry too.
What if she grew too used to his protection and could never leave this house again?
Surely, that wouldn’t happen.
“I’m heading out for work too.”
Hae Joo got into the sedan parked in the garage. After checking the time, she drove straight to President Park’s old office.
That was where she’d first met Do Jun.
They hadn’t arranged to meet, yet she couldn’t help but wonder—had he dropped everything and waited there until she showed up?
“Huh?”
Demolition was already in full swing in the old neighborhood that morning.
The door to President Park’s former office, once marked with a vinyl sticker, had been torn off, and office furniture lay piled outside.
Hae Joo stepped out of her car and scanned the office one last time before its complete demolition.
Just then, a construction worker waved his baton and shouted,
“You can’t stay here! Please move your car!”
“Okay.”
Hae Joo hurried back into her car and started the engine.
She bid farewell to the neighborhood fading into the past and headed toward her meeting spot.
“Seon Gyu, isn’t that Lee Hae Joo?”
Someone had spotted Hae Joo lingering in front of President Park’s old office.
It was Choi In Ho, strolling through the neighborhood undergoing demolition with his junior reporter Seon Gyu, who carried a camera bag.
Lucky to have found Hae Joo, he smirked.
“If she’s married to CEO Park Do Jun, what’s she doing here?”
“Apparently, she went to President Park’s hospital yesterday too.”
Do Jun was one of the promising young executives closely watched in business circles. With his exceptional instinct for money, he’d achieved remarkable success.
Rumors had quietly circulated that he kept a woman—but they’d fizzled out because Do Jun had always lived alone.
Women from prestigious families with impressive credentials had pursued him eagerly.
It was said that even the most distinguished ladies had tried and failed to seduce him.
Do Jun seemed utterly consumed by work and money.
Yet, it turned out he actually had a wife in a legal marriage.
Choi In Ho wasn’t convinced at all by the explanation Hae Joo and Do Jun had released.
Since they’d lived as strangers for the past three years, he planned to dig deeper.
“Did you find any longtime residents here?”
“The lady running the grocery store at the bottom of the hill seems to have lived here the longest.”
“Let’s go.”
They got into their haphazardly parked car and walked up to the old grocery store.
After picking out drinks and snacks, a store owner who looked to be in her 60s came out.
“This neighborhood is where actress Lee Hae Joo used to live, right?”
“I guess so.”
“What was it like back then?”
“She was always quiet and hardly spoke. But why do you ask?”
“Oh, I’m a fan of Lee Hae Joo. Wanted to visit before the neighborhood disappears.”
Choi In Ho smoothly offered the lie with a charming smile.
After he cracked open his drink and took a sip, the shopkeeper began talking.
“Hae Joo had such a pitiful childhood—all because of that mother of hers.”
“Oh, really?”
“She doted only on her older daughter and treated the younger one so terribly.”
“I had no idea that happened.”
Choi In Ho added some vague sounds of agreement, pulled over a small stool, and sat down. With no other customers and clearly bored, the shopkeeper kept chattering.
“Then suddenly, the kid just vanished.”
“When was that?”
“About three years ago, I think?”
“Do you know why she disappeared?”
Only when he pressed further did the shopkeeper finally eye Choi In Ho warily. She clicked her tongue and tapped the floor lightly with her fly swatter.
“If you’re done with your drink, you should go.”
Choi In Ho wasn’t about to back down yet.
He laughed affably and raised his voice slightly.
“People everywhere keep saying all sorts of weird things about our actress Lee Hae Joo—like she went totally wild.”
“Who’s spreading rumors like that?”
“Everyone! I defended her so much, but now I just look like a fool.”
“Where do people get such baseless rumors?”
“I heard something about her getting mixed up with a loan shark…”
“It’s all that mother’s fault—borrowed money and couldn’t pay it back.”
The so-called loan shark was President Park.
President Park’s son was Park Do Jun—the man currently married to Hae Joo.
Having spent his career digging up secrets about celebrities, Choi In Ho felt an itch of suspicion.
“Did you ever hear back then that Lee Hae Joo got married?”
“Not at all. I was shocked when I first heard the news this time.”
“Oh, I see… Well then, I’ll head off now. Hope you sell lots today.”
Choi In Ho left the store with his junior, Seon Gyu.
As soon as he sat in the passenger seat, he began jotting down what the shopkeeper had said.
“So Lee Hae Joo’s mother borrowed money from a loan shark, and that same year, Lee Hae Joo disappeared?”
“Hmm.”
“A three-year marriage, plus a husband who’s the son of that loan shark—sounds like we’ve got the whole story, doesn’t it?”
“This could be huge.”
“What I don’t get is—why would they tell such an obvious lie when the truth seems so easy to uncover?”
“Maybe they were in a panic and needed to clean things up quickly.”
“There might be other circumstances we don’t know about. Let’s dig into this.”
The fact that Do Jun’s family had run a small-scale finance business was insider knowledge within the industry.
If they framed President Park as a loan shark, controversy was inevitable.
This looked like it could blow up big—if handled right.
Choi In Ho chuckled to himself as he headed back to the office.
***
Hae Joo arrived at the reserved P Restaurant, an Asian cuisine specialist notoriously difficult to get into without a reservation.
After handing her car to the valet, she straightened her outfit.
Inside, the staff didn’t even ask for her name before leading her directly to her table.
“Your party is already waiting. This way, please.”
Though not a private room, they were seated at a spot distinctly separated from the main dining area. Jin Han, who’d been looking at the menu, stood up as soon as he saw Hae Joo.
“Hae Joo, you’re here?”
“You came early. When did you make the reservation?”
“I’d been saving this place specifically to come here with you one day.”
“Oh.”
“After yesterday’s meeting, I figured I owed Director Kwak a meal first.”
“I’ll cover today’s meal.”
“Don’t worry—I’ve got a corporate card.”
Hae Joo sat down beside him.
Jin Han then propped his chin on one hand and turned toward her.
“If there’s anything you’d like to eat, go ahead and pick it out.”
“Didn’t you say another guest was joining us?”
“Yeah, apparently the investor who still decided to back us despite the recent scandal is coming along.”
“Really?”
Hae Joo felt incredibly lucky.
Believing she’d already weathered the toughest times early in her career, she relaxed her shoulders.
Just then—
“Director Kwak is here.”
At Jin Han’s words, Hae Joo pushed back her chair and stood up.
While smoothing her neatly tied hair and turning around, she froze at an unbelievable sight.
“Do Jun?”
Walking behind Director Kwak was none other than the man from her own house.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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