Feeling the sunlight seeping through the window, Jinwook’s long eyelashes lifted smoothly.
Jinwook sat up in bed. Checking the time, it was already past eight in the morning.
“…….”
When was the last time he slept in so late?
It seemed like he hadn’t slept without waking up once since Yeonju left.
Jinwook’s complexion, after a long deep sleep, radiated more brilliance than usual. A bright energy seemed to circulate around his face, as if someone had polished it.
Tap, tap…….
A faint noise came from downstairs. It seemed to be coming from the kitchen, and somehow, the sound felt sweet and comforting.
Jinwook got up from bed and put on a gown. Then, he went outside the bedroom.
Looking down the stairs toward the kitchen, he could see Yeonju’s back. Yeonju, with an apron on, was chopping vegetables on the cutting board.
Jinwook gazed at her for a while. Just having Yeonju at home changed the atmosphere. It felt so peaceful and warm that this moment seemed like a dream.
Concentrating on cooking, Yeonju belatedly felt Jinwook’s gaze and turned her head.
“Oh. Are you up?”
Her face, smiling faintly at him, was beautiful. Beautiful enough that Jinwook wanted to rush over, hold her in his arms, and bring her back to the bedroom.
While continuing to trim the vegetables, Yeonju spoke.
“I was wondering if I should wake you. Aren’t you going to the office today?”
“Since Grandfather didn’t say anything, it seems like I don’t have to. I’ll go later.”
“But is it okay to go to work this late?”
“It’s fine. I have to stop by somewhere in the morning anyway, so I’ll be late.”
Approaching Yeonju, Jinwook asked.
“What are you making?”
“I’m making soup for breakfast.”
Behind the busy Yeonju, Jinwook spoke softly.
“You seem energetic from the morning. You pretended to be dying yesterday.”
Yeonju’s ears turned slightly red. After meeting Hongseok at her family’s house last night, as soon as they arrived home, Jinwook showered Yeonju with kisses.
And without going upstairs to the bedroom, they shared their love right there.
The love that started at the entrance continued to various places, and as time passed, the passion only grew hotter, never seeming to stop.
Remembering last night, Yeonju, with a blush on her face, said.
“I really felt like I was going to die.”
“It wasn’t that good?”
“…….”
For a moment, Yeonju was speechless, but she quickly turned her head, refusing to be swayed, and said while concentrating on cooking.
“It’ll take about 20 minutes, so go wash up.”
At that moment, a large hand reached her waist. From behind, Jinwook embraced her and said.
“How about doing it once more before washing up?”
Every time he spoke, a hot breath touched the nape of her neck. With a red tip of the ear, Yeonju responded.
“Didn’t we do that yesterday?”
“Yesterday is yesterday, and today is today.”
His thick fingers untied the strings of her apron. Feeling the warmth from behind, Yeonju trembled for a moment but thought again.
Every time he presented unreasonable logic, she had to comply to keep her body intact.
Yeonju, who had held onto her feelings, let go of Jinwook’s hand on her waist.
“I can’t right now because I’m cooking.”
Then, she glanced at Jinwook with a fresh look and said,
“Hurry up and wash.”
When Jinwook, who had finished showering, came out to the dining room, a table full of prepared food greeted him.
Yeonju approached with a bubbling pot of soup and placed it on the table. She said,
“Sit down quickly.”
Jinwook took his seat. Yeonju scooped the soup with a ladle into each bowl. Then, she sat across from Jinwook.
Jinwook looked at the food on the table. Miso stew with seafood, rolled omelet, pumpkin jeon, and other carefully prepared dishes filled the table. Jinwook surveyed the dishes and said,
“Did you make all of this in the meantime?”
“Yes.”
“Impressive, huh?”
“It’s not that impressive. It was quicker than I thought.”
Yeonju responded with a brighter face, seemingly pleased with his compliment.
“Eat before it gets cold.”
“Thanks. I’ll enjoy it.”
Jinwook took a spoon and started with the miso stew. Yeonju looked at him discreetly and asked when their eyes met,
“How is it?”
“Tastes good.”
“Thank goodness. I was worried because I tried making these dishes after a long time.”
Relieved Yeonju was about to help herself when she felt the gaze directed at her.
Lifting her head, she met Jinwook’s eyes. Seeing him staring at her with a gentle smile on his lips, Yeonju asked,
“Why are you smiling?”
“Just because I’m happy.”
“Why?”
Jinwook looked at Yeonju with a tender gaze and said,
“Everything.”
Everything was good.
The food Yeonju prepared was good, and it was good not to eat alone.
The warm sun coming in through the terrace window was good, and the air filled with the smell of food was good.
Everything was good because Yeonju was there.
Now, he would cherish every moment spent with her.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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