To the Missing Secretary (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
The heat of his hand against my neck felt intensely warm.
Perhaps it was my own body burning up.
“If you tie your hair up, everything might become visible.”
Ra Jin usually kept her hair, which reached her chest, neatly tied down. She had never worn it loose.
“I’ll wear it down today.”
“That’s not happening.”
Jae Heon furrowed his brow.
“My secretarial staff must always look tidy.”
Truthfully, that wasn’t his real reason.
When her hair was tied back, Ra Jin exuded a mature, aloof image—but with it down, she appeared pure and innocent.
He didn’t want others to see this side of her.
…Why?
‘Because I, and everyone under my authority, must always maintain sharp discipline. We must set an example and never give my uncle’s family any reason to criticize us.’
This time, Jae Heon found a reason that satisfied him, nodded with a pleased smile.
“Wait just a moment.”
While Jae Heon stepped away to make a call, Ra Jin went back into the dressing room.
She strained to see the mark left on the back of her neck in the mirror, but it wasn’t clearly visible.
‘If only I had a handheld mirror, I could check behind me.’
Sighing softly, Ra Jin neatly tied her hair as usual.
Then, she gently brushed her fingers over the spot where Jae Heon’s hand had rested earlier.
Suddenly, she wondered—could this moment be a dream?
Getting ready for work at Jae Heon’s house…
And right after spending the night together, no less.
“…….”
The flutter of excitement lasted only briefly.
Then Ra Jin remembered why she’d come to Jae Heon’s house—and her eyes darkened.
‘I won’t be able to return to my birth family anymore. From now on, I’m…’
Because to them, she was no longer family.
She was just… “someone without roots.”
Frowning from a sharp pang in her chest, Ra Jin pressed her palm firmly against her heart.
‘Will I be disowned?’
When she was a child at Hope Orphanage, a few adults who’d been adopted but later disowned as adults would occasionally visit the Director, clinging to her and crying for a long time before leaving.
“Director, who was that person?”
“Hmm, you could say they were your senior, Ra Jin.”
“But why were they crying? Aren’t they grown-ups?”
“There are days, even as adults, when you just can’t hold back your tears.”
After that day, one adult man and two adult women had come by.
She only learned why they cried when she became a high school student.
At seventeen, on Teachers’ Day, Ra Jin secretly visited Hope Orphanage without telling her adoptive parents.
During middle school, she’d been too busy adjusting to her new family and school to visit—so she’d always wanted to return as a high schooler and show them her school uniform.
When Ra Jin arrived at the orphanage, she headed straight to the Director’s office.
Eagerly knocking and opening the door, she found a woman sobbing in the Director’s arms—who, upon seeing Ra Jin, quickly composed herself and hurried out.
She reminded Ra Jin of those “seniors” she’d seen as a child.
“Even when I was little, adults like that used to come often. Is today one of those days she can’t hold back her tears? Her crying even looked almost the same.”
The Director stared silently at Ra Jin, squeezed her eyes shut once, then spoke quietly.
“She was disowned.”
“Disowned? But when was she adopted?”
“At ten.”
“How old is she now?”
“She turned thirty this year.”
“What? But if she was adopted at ten, she lived with them as family until thirty.”
At that, the Director only looked at Ra Jin with a sorrowful expression.
That was when she understood.
“So even after becoming an adult… you can still be abandoned.”
The shock of that moment—
The realization that even adoption, even gaining a family, didn’t guarantee you’d stay with them forever—was a crushing blow and a deep despair to her.
Unlike those bound by blood, Ra Jin was always someone who could be cast out.
That’s why she’d worked desperately hard not to offend Suk Young or Young Ho.
But now, that effort seemed destined to end in vain.
Because she was about to be banished beyond the walls of family.
“What are you doing?”
Jae Heon had finished his call and entered the dressing room.
“Oh… I was just tying up my hair.”
He held a scarf in his hand.
He’d left the packaging outside—the logo on the box would surely make Ra Jin refuse it again as “too expensive,” and then she’d probably insist on wearing her hair loose to work.
The light pink silk scarf, printed with an elegant pattern, matched Ra Jin’s neat yet lovely vibe perfectly.
“Here.”
Ra Jin accepted the scarf he offered.
“…Thank you. I’ll definitely return this.”
“Sure. Just leave it here—you can wear it whenever you need to.”
His tone suggested he took for granted that she’d now be coming and going from his house regularly.
Feeling strangely flustered, she wrapped the scarf twice around her neck and tied a knot.
“It suits you well.”
At his compliment, Ra Jin bit her lip inward.
Thanks to his thoroughness—not only preparing her clothes but even makeup—she was perfectly ready for work.
“Now let’s go to the study. We need to sign the contract.”
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The study on the first floor was decorated with dark solid wood and black-toned interiors.
It was a visual embodiment of Jae Heon’s luxurious, weighty presence.
“Have a seat.”
Jae Heon had already prepared the contract—only someone utterly confident he’d get her to sign it would act so decisively.
“My terms are roughly three. First, physical intimacy only with mutual consent. Second, sleep together whenever possible. Third, absolute silence—no word of this contract leaks outside. We can adjust or add conditions through discussion.”
Ra Jin, scanning the document, spoke up.
“I don’t understand the second clause.”
Her brow tensed.
What Jae Heon meant was…
“Every day… that… thing…”
As Ra Jin trailed off, Jae Heon realized what she implied and quickly interjected.
“No—just sleeping together! Damn it, I mean…”
“You mean the simple act of resting with eyes closed, suspending conscious activity?”
“Exactly.”
He pretended not to see the question rising in her eyes: Why?
“I don’t think I’m obligated to explain every detail of my terms. Those are my conditions for now.”
“I’d like to ask something.”
“Go ahead.”
“If someone breaks a condition, is there a penalty?”
“A penalty?”
He hadn’t considered that—but as if reading his mind, Ra Jin continued.
“How about this: whoever breaks a rule must grant the other one wish. One per violation.”
Was she suggesting a wish-granting game? He wasn’t a child.
But looking into her bright, earnest eyes, the words slipped out before he could stop them.
“Fine, then.”
“My condition was clearly stated last night, and you’ve consistently failed to uphold it.”
“Me?”
Ra Jin took a breath, tightened her grip on the paper, swallowed her embarrassment, and whispered,
“You said you’d call me by my name… when we’re alone.”
Ah. Jae Heon turned his head and rubbed his face dry.
It felt like red pigment might burst across his cheeks any second.
Ra Jin, saying something like that, was unbearably—excessively, almost painfully—adorable.
If he had to define this feeling, “adorable” was the only word that fit.
“I clearly mentioned it last night… and you broke it… right after…”
Unbearable.
But why nibble your lip like that at the end of your sentence?
Why flutter your eyelashes?
Why fidget your fingers?
He wanted to yell at Ra Jin to stop being so damn cute.
‘Can someone really change this drastically overnight?’
He couldn’t tell if it was Ra Jin who’d changed—or just his own gaze upon her.
All he knew for certain was… the more she acted like this, the more he wanted to pull her into his arms.
It was morning. He’d slept well.
He shouldn’t need Ra Jin right now.
Yet why did he keep wanting to touch her?
Why did he ache to simply hold her close and stroke her hair?
‘Get a grip. Don’t lose control.’
Jae Heon had to force his attention away from her—any childish comment would do.
“But Secretary Sa, didn’t you immediately call me ‘Director’ right after? Since we both broke the clause, let’s just let it slide this time.”
I’m a mature adult—I didn’t show it, but honestly, I was really hurt yesterday.
He meant it genuinely, but Ra Jin wasn’t so easily swayed.
“You clearly said, ‘Even in moments like this, I won’t allow you to call me Director.’ Since I used that title only after ‘that moment’ ended, I don’t believe I violated the contract.”
Huh. So even in those dizzying, breathless moments, she’d been keeping exact count?
‘Was I the only one losing my mind yesterday? The only one feeling like my brain was melting?’
Feeling like Ra Jin hadn’t been fully present in their shared moment, Jae Heon grew sulky.
“So? Do you have some demand? Want money? A guaranteed promotion? Go on—tell me what you’re trying to take from me.”
Startled by his sharp tone, Ra Jin quickly steeled herself and looked him straight in the eye.
“I…”
She bit her lip once, then spoke again.
“What I want…”
What could possibly be so grand that she had to build up like this?
What if it exceeded his capabilities?
Could it be… a transfer? Resignation?
Please don’t tell me… she wanted to go to his uncle’s side.
Remembering how his uncle and his son Seo Ju Han had shown interest in Ra Jin at last year’s anniversary event, Jae Heon grew uneasy.
Though Ra Jin kept her usual poker face, he recalled she’d seemed unusually attentive to Ju Han that day.
Had they offered better terms? A position higher than secretary, perhaps? Or maybe…
He shook his head slightly.
‘No. Secretary Sa isn’t that kind of person. My judgment can’t be that poor.’
Just as Jae Heon held his breath—
“I’ll keep it.”
He blinked several times. Ra Jin had definitely said something.
“…What? I didn’t catch that.”
“I’d like to keep it. Not now—later, when I truly need it, I’d like you to grant it then.”
Ha. Jae Heon let out a short, exasperated sigh.
After all that tension—this utterly deflating answer?
“You’re unbelievable. Were you always this flat, like flat soda?”
“I’ll take that as permission.”
“When did I ever give permission?”
“Then should I use it now?”
Wait—so she really did have a request?
For some reason, he felt ready to grant her anything.
“Go ahead.”
“I’m curious about the reason for the second clause. Do you need me… to sleep properly?”
Jae Heon was speechless.
“You, Director, who always values precision and clarity—whenever you avoid answering a question, there’s always a significant reason for it. And this seems quite important.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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