In just 15 minutes, the hotel room bell rang. Kwon Kijoo had returned with his phone exactly 15 minutes later. Other than his slightly disheveled appearance, he looked surprisingly fine, to the point of being amazing.
In the silence, as Eunchae gripped the door, Kijoo kindly handed her the phone. Why was everything so nonchalant? She needed some explanation for this absurd situation.
Unable to bear the increasingly frozen atmosphere, Future moved. She made an excuse about needing a drink and left her seat.
After sending Future off with a grateful look, Eunchae wiped her bewildered face with her hand.
“From the beginning… were you following me?”
Kijoo lowered his head. His face couldn’t be more innocent, and it even looked unfairly pitiful. Who was the one feeling unjust?
“I came today. I happened to bump into you on my way back tomorrow.”
Happened to? What a joke. Eunchae felt disappointed as she looked at him, who packaged thoroughly planned actions so well.
“How did you find your phone?”
“GPS.”
As Eunchae’s expression turned cold, Kijoo closed his mouth. Soon, he chose his words carefully and spoke.
“When I was pickpocketed at the department store, I planted it. I hadn’t checked since then, but it just came to mind when things happened.”
Certainly, it wasn’t a lie. If he habitually used GPS to find locations, he might have come when she strayed from Korea.
Only now did Eunchae’s face relax.
“How did you know I went outside the hotel? Didn’t you check your phone?”
“I saw it from the terrace. Someone suspicious was following you.”
When he spoke the last words, his eyes, illuminated by the light, glinted mysteriously.
There was no sign of remorse, but the reason for answering diligently, she somehow vaguely knew, was because I asked the questions.
That was the problem. If you’re going to deceive, it’s better to do it perfectly. This way, it became ambiguous whether to get angry or not.
With a embarrassed feeling, Eunchae shook her head. Nevertheless, the man’s gaze was still firmly fixed on me, as if checking responses on a nanometer scale.
At this point, Eunchae found the situation funny and cute. On the other hand, she also doubted whether she was sane.
Unless she was crazy, there was no way she could be okay with this absurd situation. With mixed feelings, Eunchae shook her head. Yet, even now, the man’s gaze was still clearly focused on me.
Her gaze fell on Kijoo, and his eyes were fixed on where her attention lingered. The tightly clenched jaw muscles loosened after a while.
It was a hint of displeasure. Eunchae felt she had made a mistake, but it was already too late. Kijoo, as if aware that some things couldn’t be undone, let out a shallow sigh.
“I was going to propose properly.”
Ah, sorry…
Eunchae couldn’t say anything as the words that burst out in her mind went down her throat.
More precisely, she couldn’t control the emotions surging up now. Beyond the fluttering heart, a tremor ran through her. She barely remembered that the man before her eyes was the only one who could make her feel this way.
I’m not someone to be protected. If he wanted to come to London, he should have discussed it in advance or at least said something. The initial purpose of teasing Kijoo had been lost long ago.
“It doesn’t work as I wish.”
Kijoo grabbed the back of his neck and swallowed a sigh. The irritation was evident in his eyes, which he forcibly suppressed.
Eunchae needlessly blamed herself.
Even though Future had vacated the seat for her, was it necessary to move to another place? No, now that it had happened, was it necessary to point out who was right or wrong right away? It could have been done in a relaxed atmosphere after returning to Korea.
In the self-reproach that continued endlessly, Eunchae’s eyes became even warmer.
When he picked up the ring case and opened the lid, her chest swelled just that much.
A ring with a 5-carat diamond in the center and small diamonds embedded around it glowed elegantly under the light. It was much larger and more colorful than the ring she had received from Kijoo before.
“Marry me.”
Marriage.
Something she found dreadful and burdensome just a little while ago.
“Wherever you are, I want to be there.”
Ha…
Eunchae looked at Kijoo with teary eyes. Even when she was trembling in the harsh cold, even when she fell into the despair she couldn’t escape, even when she headed down an endless road, he appeared.
In front of such immense events, he always came to her when she cowardly ran away.
“… Aren’t you tired of it?”
Instead of an answer, Kijoo slid the ring onto the ring finger of her left hand. Unable to overcome overwhelming emotions, Eunchae closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
“…Yes.”
“…”
“But I won’t yield easily.”
After warning with a trembling voice, Eunchae opened her eyes. Her tear-filled eyes met Kijoo’s deep blue eyes.
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.”
