The Sin of Loving Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 8
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh, nothing.”
The conversation was briefly interrupted by Do Jun’s message.
Just as Hae Joo muted her phone, Director Kwak arrived.
“Mr. Yoo Jin Han, how have you been?”
“Welcome, Director.”
While Jin Han shook hands with Director Kwak, Hae Joo respectfully bowed.
“It’s been a while, Director.”
“I’m glad your issue got resolved, Hae Joo.”
“It’s thanks to Mr. Yoo Jin Han.”
Director Kwak, who had long had his eye on Hae Joo, had sent her the script before any other actor—a great honor for an actress.
While she was excitedly analyzing the script, the marriage scandal broke out and nearly ruined everything.
“Shall we get straight to the point?”
Director Kwak had a specific reason for visiting GN Entertainment in person today: to finalize one of the two female lead roles in the script.
He intended to fully utilize Hae Joo’s potential in the film.
“The other lead actor will be decided based on your choice.”
“Has the male lead not been cast yet either?”
“Yes. We’ll hold auditions to find the actor who has the best on-screen chemistry with you.”
“……!”
“Though there are four main characters, you’re practically the top lead.”
“Really?”
“It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say this film was made for you. So, I’m counting on you.”
Jin Han’s lips twitched upward with pride.
Though he tried hard to hide his delight, he gave Hae Joo a playful wink.
“As you know, this film features Young In and So Hee.”
“Yes.”
“Which role appeals to you more, Hae Joo?”
“Well…”
Hae Joo glanced at Jin Han before answering.
He hoped she’d take the role of So Hee.
Though Hae Joo also desired the role of So Hee, she was worried whether she could handle it—and hesitant due to the intimate scenes.
Still, if done well, the role of So Hee could earn her an acting award at a film festival—especially in a Kwak-directed film.
“I’d like the role of So Hee.”
Jin Han, who had been holding his breath, let out a sigh of relief at Hae Joo’s answer.
Clearing his throat to ease the tension, he chimed in.
“Considering So Hee’s age in the film, it seems perfectly suited for you, Hae Joo.”
“It’s a very strong role—do you think you can handle it?”
“I’ve been practicing consistently, so I’ll do well. Right, Hae Joo?”
“I’ll do my best.”
Director Kwak frowned, lost in thought.
At the same time, he scrutinized Hae Joo’s delicate yet mysterious beauty in detail.
“How about doing a quick audition right here, just to see?”
“…Yes, Director.”
Though this wasn’t planned, Hae Joo didn’t panic—she’d practiced both Young In and So Hee’s parts, not knowing which role she’d get.
Hae Joo stepped forward, closed her eyes, and steadied her emotions.
But at that exact moment, Do Jun flashed through her mind.
‘This is bad.’
She recalled the sensation from his embrace that morning—the firmness of his body pressing gently against her…
The image of their close contact made her heart race.
“I’ll record today’s audition on my phone. Let’s start with So Hee—Scene 34 would be good.”
Hae Joo’s eyes shifted instantly, and she slowly lifted her face. She delivered the lines, pouring all her recent turmoil into them.
“Your gaze at me is always sharp and cold. You’ve always been like that—the kind of man you are.”
Her voice filled the room with a visceral presence.
Director Kwak was entranced by the gravitas in her performance, rivaling that of seasoned actors.
“Even the sound of you calling my name is so icy, yet I burn up whenever I see you…”
Though it was scripted dialogue, it unexpectedly sounded as if she were speaking directly to Do Jun.
Tears faintly welled in her eyes, overwhelmed by genuine emotion.
This wasn’t acting.
It was her true feelings for Do Jun, who had saved her from the very edge of a nightmare.
“I feel like I’m going to die.”
Jin Han’s palms grew sweaty as he watched Hae Joo’s performance.
The five-minute scene only ended as it was about to move to the next part.
“Wow, that felt really good.”
“Thank you.”
“We won’t need to see the Young In role.”
“So, can I assume I’ve got the role of So Hee?”
“Yes, with your image, we could even make her more mysterious than in the current script.”
This meant script revisions were inevitable.
Since Director Kwak himself wrote the script, he immediately jotted down numerous notes in the notebook he’d brought along.
“The investors want to lower the film’s rating, so we’ll have to cut some scenes.”
“Oh, really?”
Hae Joo inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a romantic thriller, but focusing more on the plot than romance was a relief.
“The lines will mostly stay the same. For now, keep practicing with the script I gave you.”
“Thank you, Director.”
Her worries had resolved well.
Director Kwak had more to discuss with Jin Han, so Hae Joo left the meeting room first.
She wondered if this was a dream or reality. With a flushed face, she went straight to the restroom to calm herself.
Just then, Yoon Ji—who she thought had already left—entered and closed the restroom door behind her.
“Heard you’re filming a movie with Director Kwak?”
“Yes, it’s settled.”
“Looks like things went well—your face is glowing.”
“No need to say that.”
Uncomfortable with Yoon Ji’s backhanded compliment, Hae Joo stood stiffly.
She always tried to stay quiet in front of Yoon Ji, who was both older and more experienced.
“I used to be just like you. It’s because of me that Yoo Jin Han became an executive.”
“…”
“After all I did for him, now he treats me like an old shoe?”
“…”
“Be careful—you could be tossed aside overnight too.”
Hae Joo felt nothing toward Yoon Ji. Rather than flare up on the spot, she responded with calm flexibility.
“You’re my role model, sunbae. Thanks to you, I’ve also…”
“Oh, you’re quite the flatterer, aren’t you?”
“…!”
“They say you married a thief—clearly, it’s no ordinary situation.”
“It’s not like that.”
Yoon Ji, draped in designer everything, stepped toward Hae Joo.
As the distance closed, the overpowering scent of her perfume stung Hae Joo’s nose.
“You and your husband were legally married for three years—why did you live separately?”
“I’ve already clarified that in my official statement.”
“I know you rushed into President Park Do Jun’s house yesterday.”
“There were unavoidable circumstances.”
“Are you sure you married out of love?”
Her marriage to Do Jun was only on paper.
It had been arranged because of his brother, Lee Jun’s…
It was a marriage utterly devoid of love, yet Yoon Ji pressed, trying to tear it apart.
“Yes. I love him.”
If there was no love, she’d simply create it.
But even with Hae Joo’s firm answer, Yoon Ji gave a strange smile.
“Let’s be honest—you didn’t marry for love.”
“Why would you say something like that?”
“I’ve heard a few things about President Park Do Jun.”
“…!”
“You’d better be careful from now on.”
“I think you might be misunderstanding something, sunbae.”
“Maybe.”
There was nothing more to gain from talking to Yoon Ji. Whatever she knew, Hae Joo needed to leave immediately.
“I’m busy, so I’ll be going now.”
Hae Joo left the restroom.
The excitement in her heart had already turned cold.
Inside the restroom, Yoon Ji’s unnerving laughter echoed.
Pretending not to hear it, Hae Joo turned around—just as Jin Han came down the stairs.
“Hae Joo, you’re still here?”
“Yes, Executive.”
“You did great today.”
“You worked hard, Executive. Thank you.”
“How about dinner together later?”
“I think I’ll pass today. I haven’t finished unpacking yet.”
“What about lunch tomorrow?”
Even after her polite refusal, Jin Han didn’t back down.
It was hard to outright reject him after things had gone so well.
“Then let’s all eat together—everyone who worked hard.”
“See you tomorrow, then.”
Jin Han gave a bright smile and headed back up the stairs. He subtly watched until Hae Joo fully exited the building, then let out a sigh.
This time, he carefully observed Hae Joo through the hallway window. From above, her long hair shimmered in the wind.
“See you tomorrow, Lee Hae Joo.”
Jin Han first heard about Hae Joo two years ago.
He was still Team Leader of the Manager Team then.
A friend suddenly called, saying he had someone he was interested in. Claiming it was difficult, he begged Jin Han to come along.
‘Do you really expect me to go there?’
‘I had to stop by K Store for something, and the staff there is totally my type.’
‘Handle that yourself.’
‘I tried asking for her number, but she flat-out refused.’
‘You got rejected.’
‘Come on, help me out. You’re a team leader at an agency—you can easily get her contact info, right?’
Reluctantly, Jin Han agreed.
Of course, he never intended to hook his friend up with her. Curious since she was described as so pretty, he thought he might consider casting her if she really was that good.
The next day, right before closing time, he visited the store where she worked.
The moment he saw her, he forgot his chattering friend beside him.
‘Is that her?’
‘Yeah, isn’t she amazing?’
She was more captivating than any luxury item.
Her pale skin with a bluish undertone and clear eyes radiated an otherworldly charm.
She wasn’t the typical kind of beauty people usually recognized.
She was a raw gem—naturally beautiful in a rare, innate way.
When was the last time his heart had raced like this?
He’d seen countless “valuable” people, but Hae Joo was special.
“Hello. I’m from GN Entertainment. Have you ever considered becoming an actress?”
He couldn’t recall how nervously he’d uttered those few words.
But Hae Joo only accepted his business card out of politeness and never contacted him.
So he visited every day, giving her coffee or snacks just to get face time.
After about three months, Hae Joo finally responded.
“You can stop coming now.”
“Don’t feel pressured. I’m doing this because I want to.”
“Really… someone like me can become an actress?”
“I’ll make sure you do. I promise.”
That’s how Hae Joo first stepped into GN Entertainment.
She juggled part-time work and acting classes, and as her skills improved, Jin Han actively supported her. Thanks to him, her debut film was directed by the currently rising Director Jang.
Jin Han was even the one who secretly stocked her refrigerator so she wouldn’t struggle financially—earning him the nickname “bachelor with a golden heart” at the company.
He cared deeply for Hae Joo.
The only issue was realizing just how deeply he cared—after her marriage scandal.
“What am I even thinking about? Let’s go inside.”
While watching Hae Joo drive away, Jin Han had been lost in memories. He shook his head to snap back to reality.
Then he noticed Yoon Ji standing behind him with her arms crossed, and his chest tightened.
“You’re still here?”
“So the real saint isn’t President Park Do Jun—it’s our executive.”
“Stop talking nonsense and wait until I contact you.”
Jin Han brushed past her without a glance.
Yoon Ji, watching his retreating figure, let out a hollow laugh.
“How dare you try to deceive anyone.”
She walked to where he’d stood and checked the spot where his expensive car had just disappeared.
It was the exact brand she’d planned to buy this year—but now that plan was canceled.
Her head throbbed.
A sense of crisis gnawed at her—this path might cost her everything she had.
Hae Joo, gripping the steering wheel, left Seoul and entered a rural residential area. She parked in front of a still unfamiliar building, and Manager Song came out.
“I’ll park the car for you.”
“Please do.”
Hae Joo entered the house, script in hand.
Do Jun happened to be standing in front of a large tree in the garden.
“I’m back.”
“Yeah.”
As Hae Joo headed straight for the second floor, Do Jun’s behavior seemed suspicious.
He snapped off a healthy-looking branch and licked his lips—a gesture like savoring a taste.
Then, as if something bothered him, he crushed the branch in his hands with a crunch.
“Withdrawal symptoms?”
Do Jun had tossed his cigarettes into the trash in front of Hae Joo. She hadn’t taken it seriously, but it seemed he’d really quit.
His eyes now held an unnatural intensity from the aftereffects.
Hae Joo placed the script on the table, watched him for a moment, then went upstairs.
“It’s nice there’s no cigarette smell—but is he really okay?”
After lying down briefly to rest, she sat up. With her next role confirmed, she needed to study the character further.
But the script was nowhere to be found.
Remembering she’d left it downstairs, she headed down—then her heart dropped.
Do Jun was reading her script.
“Give that to me!”
As Hae Joo reached to snatch it back, he grabbed her wrist.
Even in this moment, his eyes remained fixed on the script.
“What role did you get?”
“So Hee.”
“It’s pretty steamy right from the start of the film?”
Though they’d agreed to revise the script to focus more on thriller elements, Do Jun had no way of knowing that. He raised an eyebrow teasingly.
“Have you already forgotten my warning?”
He looked unusually sensitive, likely due to withdrawal.
It was something she could explain—but separately, his rudeness bothered her.
Especially reading someone else’s script without permission.
He’d crossed a line.
“I’m prepared to do even more intense scenes.”
Hae Joo believed she’d just put him in his place.
At least, until he replied.
“Want me to be your scene partner?”
Facing serious deprivation, Do Jun was dead serious.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
——
The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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