Eventually, the elevator arrived at the floor with the guest rooms, and the two of them got off together. They stopped in front of a room, where a deep blue carpet covered the corridor.
Jinwook, having swiped the card key, opened the door. Yunju followed his gesture and stepped inside.
She entered the room first, and Jinwook followed.
Yunju looked around the spacious room. The living room and bedroom were separate, with a large sofa and table in the living room.
As soon as they entered, a whole wall facing them was a floor-to-ceiling glass window, revealing a beautiful night view.
While Yunju was exploring the room, she asked, “Have you been staying here all this time?”
“Yeah.”
“But why don’t you have any luggage…”
Yunju, turning her head, paused. Jinwook had taken off his suit jacket and was unbuttoning his shirt.
It was natural to take off wet clothes, but Yunju hesitated about where to place her gaze.
Seeing Yunju at a loss for words, Jinwook spoke, “Why don’t I have luggage?”
Yunju remained silent.
“I didn’t have the presence of mind to pack anything when I came, and I figured I could buy whatever I needed.”
As he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing angry muscles beneath, Yunju couldn’t look straight at him, even though it was a familiar sight she had seen countless times.
Yunju momentarily lost her words, and Jinwook said, “I thought I wouldn’t be staying here for long.”
Yunju remained silent.
“I was confident.”
Jinwook, standing right in front of Yunju, stared at her intently.
“Confident that you’d change your mind.”
Under his intense gaze, Yunju’s eyelids trembled lightly. Jinwook’s shirt gradually loosened, exposing most of his strong upper body. Even though she had seen it countless times, Yunju couldn’t look straight at him.
As Yunju shifted her gaze elsewhere, Jinwook took a step toward her.
“And I didn’t think I’d stay here for a long time.”
Yunju directly in front of Jinwook, he stared at her intensely.
“I was confident.”
A heated gaze from Jinwook fixed on Yunju, who was standing right in front of him.
“I won’t prioritize anything over you.”
Yunju remained silent.
“I won’t leave you alone.”
Yunju remained silent.
“I’ll live my life looking only at you.”
With a firm voice, his words cut through the sound of the rain.
“I’ll risk everything for you.”
It was a pledge not only to Yunju but also to himself.
He would stay by her side so that she wouldn’t cry alone.
He would love her with all his might to ensure she wouldn’t spend lonely times.
“Yunju.”
Jinwook wiped the tears streaming down Yunju’s cheek, enveloping her face.
“Give me another chance.”
Yunju remained silent.
“Once again…”
A sincere confession after a long time had passed.
Yunju’s eyes became warm with tears. Her heart, which had been throbbing like unrequited love—painful, agonizing, and fervent—finally reached its destination. Promising not to let go of this person who had just met twice, he vowed to embrace her with all his heart.
In the elevator going up, Yunju stood beside Jinwook.
The long-awaited moment had finally arrived, but how could one wait? Even washing up felt like a waste of time. Staying up all night wasn’t enough.
“So, just lose to me for this moment.”
With that statement, Jinwook enveloped Yunju’s face in his hands. Then, he lowered his head and began a passionate kiss.
Chaerin sat in the living room dressed in a gown. Under the gown, she wore a black camisole with lace.
On the sofa table, scented candles exuded a subtle fragrance, next to which were placed wine and glasses.
It was around ten o’clock at night. Soon, the sound of the front door opening echoed. Before long, Inhyuk’s figure, whom she had been waiting for, appeared.
Approaching Inhyuk, who had opened the front door, Chaerin said, “You’re here?”
“Yeah.”
After briefly meeting eyes with Inhyuk, she followed him as he headed towards the dressing room.
“I have something to talk about. Can you spare some time?”
“What’s the story?”
“It’s related to Inhyuk’s brother.”
At that, Inhyuk’s forehead twitched. If it was about his brother, it meant talking about Jinwook.
Inhyuk spoke as he hung his jacket, “Speak.”
“It’s a bit awkward here, so let’s talk while having a glass of wine on the sofa.”
Chaerin pointed to the table in the living room. Inhyuk, having loosened his tie and changed into a shirt and pants, headed to the living room.
After pouring wine into glasses, Chaerin subtly said, “Do you know that Jinwook hasn’t been coming to the company for over a week now?”
“I know.”
“There’s a rumor that he went to Europe to find Yunju. Do you know about that too?”
Inhyuk remained silent.
Without much reaction from Inhyuk, Chaerin, in a louder tone, continued, “Are you just going to stand by like this?”
Inhyuk remained silent.
“We need to tell Grandfather. It’s been so long, and if he continues to stay away like this, he shouldn’t qualify for that position. If he keeps this up, we should let Grandfather know that he doesn’t deserve that position.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
