Yunju’s pupils shook significantly as she faced Jinwook.
Jinwook was standing there, completely soaked in the rain. His hair, soaked for who knows how long, clung to his forehead, and his black suit was also drenched.
Yunju ran towards him and covered him with an umbrella, although everything seemed already soaked.
Looking at the raindrops on his face illuminated by the moonlight, Yunju narrowed her eyes.
“Since when have you been here?”
He replied indifferently.
“At seven.”
“Are you stupid? You should have left when it started raining. Why are you still here?”
“I said I’d wait.”
Yunju’s eyes lost their sharpness. She was angry at his stubbornness.
She had thought of leaving him just an hour ago,
thinking of leaving forever, somewhere he couldn’t find her…
“What if I hadn’t come until the end?”
“But I did come.”
“Even so, why wait for three hours…”
“I waited for three months; three hours is nothing.”
He said it as if this was really nothing.
Yunju’s eyes slanted even more. Jinwook gazed at her with a determined look.
“What were you thinking while waiting?”
Standing in the cold rain, there was only one scene that came to her mind.
The sight of Yunju walking in the rain in a soaked school uniform.
“How cold it must have been for you back then.”
Even in just a brief moment of getting wet like this, how did Yunju endure it?
“Alone… It must have been really hard.”
How heavy and difficult it must have been at that young age.
Jinwook looked at her with pity and tenderness.
“I should have brought you without passing by.”
“…”
“I should have brought you earlier… You might have suffered less.”
After a moment of contemplation, Jinwook smiled bitterly.
“No. Living in our house might have been harder.”
Sadness was felt in his reddened eyes. Yunju didn’t fully understand what he was saying, but she could tell he was regretting something.
In the landscape filled with the gentle sound of rain, the two faced each other. Jinwook looked at her intently and then spoke.
“Until I met you…”
“…”
“I didn’t know what it meant to be happy.”
From birth, he constantly competed with others, experiencing repeated cycles of failure and conquest.
He learned only how to survive in a fierce world, not how to love. He didn’t know what the criteria for happiness were, and he was clueless about the value of love.
“To survive in the endless competition, I had to numb my emotions and be indifferent to pain.”
“…”
“That’s why I couldn’t gauge your pain. I thought you could endure it on your own. You weren’t invincible; you were just an ordinary person.”
She was a plain woman whose only wish was for her mother to get up.
She was once a woman who had dreams and many things she wanted to learn.
She was a woman who liked children and wanted to give birth to a child resembling herself.
The woman, who had dreamed of living like others, was forced to adapt to the world she knew.
“I didn’t know too much.”
“…”
“I didn’t know what kind of person you were or what you wanted.”
What she wanted were very small things—things that could naturally be expected from a wife.
“And I didn’t know what I wanted either.”
Under the droplets of water, his black eyes were tinged with regret.
“All I thought I wanted was to have more shares, climb higher, and have an honor that no one could surpass.”
There was a predetermined goal from birth. But the path he had chosen was not his own. It was a path laid out by others, and it had become a lifelong goal without a chance to reject it.
“I met you, and that kind of thing didn’t seem important anymore… I didn’t know that until the end.”
Such things had no meaning… he realized that only after Yunju left.
Jinwook stared at her intently. He erased the regret that lingered in his eyes and filled the space with confidence.
“Now I understand.”
“…”
“At least, I’m sure about how I feel, about what I want.”
It was an emotion he had come to realize over a very long time. It was late, but he had to say it before bigger regrets flooded in. Before he lost Yunju forever… He had to convey his feelings with all his heart.
Jinwook faced her with a firm gaze. The soft light from the spotlight gently illuminated Yunju’s white face. He looked at her beautiful face, capturing it entirely in his deep, black eyes, and spoke.
“I love you.”
The strong and clear voice spread through the sound of rain.
“Anything I have, I would gladly give it up if it can’t be exchanged for you.”
“…”
“I love Kang Yunju…”
It was a sincere confession after a long time, a profound and heartfelt declaration.
Yunju’s eyes became teary from the earnest confession. Her pounding heart told her that no matter how much she tried to suppress and hide this emotion, it couldn’t be stopped.
He didn’t know love either, but she didn’t know it either.
Until she met Jinwook, she had never loved a person romantically. This was the first time she was experiencing such feelings, and it was awkward and difficult to figure out how to handle them.
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
