아린’s small fists, resting on her knees, began to tremble slightly.
Quickly wiping her tears, she lifted her head, her eyes meeting his as he shook his wet hair. Her heart raced at the sight of him – his narrow, long eyes without double eyelids, prominent nose, thin lips, and sharp jawline resembled a sculpture crafted by a deity.
‘Everything about him is luxurious, except for the existence of 최아린…’
She always felt insignificant and miserable by his side. Swallowing the rising emotions, 아린 bit her lower lip.
“Did you cry?”
He approached and asked, his presence closing the gap between them.
아린 turned away from 재혁’s scrutinizing gaze.
Don’t forget, it’s just sympathy. He doesn’t love you.
Confronted with the undeniable reality, she clenched her fist tightly.
The man she loved for half her life. Once a sweet first love, then a deep love she cherished more than her life, and now, someone she had to let go.
She knew she shouldn’t hope or delude herself anymore.
After composing herself, 아린 turned back. 재혁 was still looking at her.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Really didn’t cry?”
His eyes seemed not to believe her words, but it didn’t matter.
‘Today is the last day with him, it’s all meaningless now…’
아린 forced a smile. 재혁 still watched her, but she ignored it, taking off her cardigan and lying down on the bed.
Lying there, 아린 attempted one more smile, feigning normalcy.
“I’m really fine.”
재혁 continued to study her expression before removing his bathrobe and climbing into bed.
“Okay then.”
He spoke with an unreadable expression.
She slightly lifted her head to allow his arm under her neck, feeling the thick arm, a result of regular exercise, supporting her.
She knew it was a rationalization.
She could have handed him divorce papers as soon as he came out, but she wanted one last indulgence.
It might hurt every time she recalled it, but…
‘It’s the last time.’
아린 hoped that after she left, 재혁 would regret what remained. She knew he never would, but thinking so made leaving seem less miserable.
Their proximity closed, and soon his warm lips touched hers.
The warmth spreading through her skin was comforting. The scent of white musk, mixed with 재혁’s, lingered in the air. A tingling sensation raced through her as his long fingers grazed her waist.
Her love for him, though never reciprocated, was the one love of 최아린’s life.
Now, she had to let all these feelings go.
‘Goodbye, my love.’
Fearing tears, 아린 closed her eyes tightly.
After everything was over, as usual, 재혁 quickly got up and headed to the bathroom. 아린’s gaze followed the firmly muscled body of 재혁, shaped by consistent exercise.
재혁 was a man who had it all.
He had talent and a good family background. Usually, people from good families become complacent, but he was diligent.
‘That’s why I felt more miserable. No matter how hard I tried, I could never reach you.’
Did he notice her gaze?
재혁 stopped midway to the bathroom and turned around, approaching 아린.
He reached out and tenderly caressed her cheek.
아린’s heart fluttered at the touch on her cheek.
She had tried countless times not to mistake his small acts of consideration for love. Yet, every attempt proved futile, leaving her heart scarred.
“I’ll be back soon. Don’t wait for me.”
아린 lifted her head, silently watching 재혁.
Where could he be going this late at night? For work, or to meet her?
Her mood plummeted rapidly.
The thought of her concern for his whereabouts, despite planning to divorce him, seemed foolish.
Suppressing her urge to ask, 아린 instead uttered a different question.
“Do you… have a moment?”
재혁 looked at his watch instead of replying directly.
“Wait. I’ll shower and change, then come back.”
As 재혁 left the room, 아린 picked up the cardigan that had fallen beside the bed.
She rose and walked towards the dresser drawer.
[Divorce Agreement.]“Let’s end this. We’re getting a divorce.”
It was a phrase she had rehearsed countless times, yet it still caused her heart to ache each time she said it.
아린 looked down at the document she had taken from the drawer, forcing out the words she needed to say. Her voice grew increasingly shaky.
Soon, the sound of the door opening was heard.
Quickly wiping her tears, 아린 turned her head. 재혁, impeccably dressed in a suit, approached her.
“What did you want to say?”
His tall stature, broad shoulders, and solid build made the designer suit stand out even more. His fair skin, distinct features, and sharp jawline exuded a cool, urban aura.
From the beginning, it was a position she had coveted in vain. Now, she knew she had to let go.
아린 gathered her emotions and clenched her fist tightly.
“재혁-ssi.”
“Yes.”
“Have you heard anything from your mother?”
To 아린, 재혁 had always been ‘oppa’. But after their marriage, she could no longer call him that. 정 여사 didn’t allow her to use either ‘mother’ or ‘oppa’.
“Nothing.”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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