Gunsan Medical Center Emergency Room.
Approaching Hajun, who was sitting slanted on the bed, a doctor came over.
The doctor displayed an X-ray of Hajun’s ankle on the monitor and glanced at the large backpack and raincoat placed in one corner of the emergency room.
Then, looking at the taped ankle of Hajun, he recalled the information he had received from the paramedics.
“You fell with the bicycle, right? Did you have leg pain before the accident? I heard it was a stress fracture, right?”
“Yes.”
The doctor explained about fatigue fractures, which occur due to continuous stress on the bone, and pointed to the X-ray.
“In addition to the fatigue fracture, you have a sprain on your ankle from the accident today. You absolutely shouldn’t ride a bicycle for a while.”
While diagnosed with two conditions and fitted with a cast, Hajun’s law school senior, Attorney Park Hoon, arrived.
Seeing Hajun, who was more than shocking, Park expressed his amazement and made a series of incredulous remarks.
“You have a talent for surprising people in various ways.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize. It’s probably not because you called me for lack of hospital fees. I heard the news that you quit Gunsan Law Firm.”
“Yes.”
Although the situation seemed dire, Attorney Park wasn’t pleased with Hajun’s unexpected call.
A few days ago, he had received a business card from Hajun through Yujin and had visited the office without warning.
To Hajun, he subtly showed the file on Woo Junghyun that he was investigating. However, after that, there was no further contact.
Recently, with Junghyun being arrested on murder charges, Attorney Park had also been busy preparing for the lawsuit.
Yet, Hajun called him in such a state.
On the one hand, it was annoying, but considering that he contacted him to that extent with his arrogant personality, it seemed like he was quite desperate.
A while later, Attorney Park completed the payment for the medical bills for Hajun and his bicycle and set off to Seoul.
Only after dawn did Attorney Park arrive in Seoul and park his car in front of an old building.
Looking at the utterly unchanged Hajun throughout the journey, Attorney Park burst into laughter as if he were amazed.
Then, he unbuckled his seatbelt and shook Hajun’s shoulders.
“This isn’t your wife’s bedroom. Seriously! Yoon Byeong. Wake up. Hey! Wake up.”
“Yes? Yes!”
Hajun, who opened his eyes drowsily, prepared to get out of the car as the familiar building filled his sight.
Groaning, he climbed up to the third floor of the old building without an elevator with his injured leg and entered Attorney Park’s office.
“Here.”
Attorney Park briefly spoke and pushed aside a folding partition in the office. Then, an improvised bed inside the partition came into view.
“Why insist on staying here when I told you to go home?”
“How can I show my mother this state? I should at least walk properly.”
Rejecting his mother’s sudden visit, Hajun limped his way to the makeshift bed and sat on the edge.
“Take a shower, shave, and then sleep. Even if it’s uncomfortable, you’ll manage since that’s the bathroom.”
Attorney Park pointed to the door next to the entrance and held up his phone, which was ringing continuously.
“Someone is going to work, so make sure you’re up before nine. I have to go out to the court in the morning, so I need to get home.”
“Yes.”
As Hajun prepared to change into fresh clothes, Attorney Park showed his back and left the office.
8:25 AM.
“So, Attorney, you mean there might be a man sleeping in the office right now?”
“He’s not a bad guy, so bear with him for a few days, even if you’re uncomfortable.”
“Yes, I will.”
Jiyoon hung up the call with Attorney Park and climbed the last stairs of the old building to the third floor.
At first glance, you might not notice, but Jiyoon’s right leg, as she headed to the attorney’s office, was limping.
Opening the gray iron door, she entered the office quietly and looked beyond the sofa at the folding partition.
Taking out books and a pencil case from her bag and placing them on the desk, Jiyoon carefully pushed the folding partition.
Then, she observed Hajun, who was asleep on the foldable makeshift bed. Although his hair covered half of his face, her gaze focused on his dark-tanned face and masculine lips.
Forgetting her initial intention to just sneak a peek, Jiyoon sat down, crossed her legs, and quietly watched Hajun.
At that moment, Hajun’s phone vibrated, and the alarm went off.
“Mom!”
Startled, Jiyoon jumped in surprise.
Hajun, too, was taken aback by the sudden disturbance. He reflexively got up, still half-asleep, and looked at the person in front of him.
Wearing a baseball cap over a hooded cap, a headset hanging around the neck, torn jeans revealing knees, and a loose bomber jacket, it was challenging to discern whether the appearance belonged to a man or a woman.
“Who the hell are you to be here?”
“Yes? Me? I’m An Jiyoon. The attorney said…”
“Oh!”
In the midst of this, Hajun, who had finally woken up, comprehended the situation and nodded.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
