“Congratulations on your wedding.”
It was the second time she heard that today.
Eun Chae responded to the unwelcome congratulations with a rigid mouth.
“……Ah, yes.”
Kwang Il seemed reluctant to start talking, rubbing the back of his neck and hardening his expression.
“And for a happy married life, I hope you distance yourself from Kwon Ki Joo.”
Eun Chae was so startled that she couldn’t even ask why, and Kwang Il continued.
“People are making their own assumptions about the two of you. This could reach the Chairman’s ears.”
“…….”
“Of course, I’m not suspecting anything. Don’t take it the wrong way. For those of us who are employees and closely work as bodyguards, such misunderstandings and remarks are common.”
Eun Chae felt more confused by his words.
Wouldn’t it be faster to talk to him directly instead of telling her?
Though she didn’t believe him, her heart raced as if she had been caught. Eun Chae clenched her teeth and said,
“You should tell that to Kwon Ki Joo. Tell him not to get close to me.”
Kwang Il looked at her silently for a moment, then spoke, looking slightly downwards.
“We can’t overstep our bounds and draw a line first.”
“…….”
“I will lead Team 1 for your security tomorrow.”
“…….”
“Have a good rest tonight, and I hope you have a peaceful night.”
Kwang Il bowed his head politely and left the greenhouse.
Although he spoke respectfully about his team, Eun Chae remembered that it was Kwang Il who had brought Ki Joo into the company.
With such a clear hierarchy, wouldn’t he have said something? Probably, but it wouldn’t have been heeded.
Ki Joo was relentless in approaching her, even when she pushed him away. Eun Chae felt no warmth for Kwang Il.
Without ever having a conversation with him, his concern? His congratulations? She didn’t believe any of it.
But was it normal to candidly spill the beans to such a highly regarded employee?
‘What if I am Eun Chae’s only ally?’
“…….”
‘Don’t make me want to give up everything.’
Ki Joo’s voice echoed in her ears as if he was right in front of her.
Eun Chae bit her nails.
Something.
Something was thumping strangely in her chest, spreading throughout her body like waves.
The day before had been bright, but today was gloomy. The winter rain had fallen since dawn but thankfully stopped by morning.
Though the heavy clouds meant no sunlight, Eun Chae simply nodded at the helper’s comment that even the sky was celebrating her wedding, showing no other reaction.
With silk gloves reaching her elbows, Eun Chae adjusted her dress, then turned her head to look at herself in the full-length mirror.
A teardrop-shaped diamond tiara, elegantly brushed low bun hairstyle, perfectly matched dewy makeup, and especially the open shoulder wedding dress that fit her slender upper body perfectly while being voluminous below, with sleeves that gently enveloped her arms, looked as if it had been brought from a palace. The densely beaded upper part of the dress sparkled as much as the tiara.
Everything suited her perfectly, and anyone who saw her would have to take a second look, such was her beauty.
If there was something that didn’t quite fit in, maybe it was her ice-cold expression. Even that was beautiful, but it wasn’t the face of a bride about to walk down the aisle. Noticing this, the helper handed Eun Chae a bouquet and commented,
“Our bride would look even more beautiful if she smiled.”
But Eun Chae’s expression remained unchanged, even at the helper’s words. The helper, feeling uneasy, excused herself for a moment, and Eun Chae turned her gaze back to the mirror.
She looked good enough for her own approval.
But she didn’t want to show this look to her friends, not inviting them on purpose. Like a doll crafted with true care.
Aside from that, she felt no emotional turmoil. There was no regret since she had resigned herself to this reality.
Thinking so, she exhaled, strangely unable to open her mouth.
Swallowing dryly and barely breathing, Eun Chae sensed a disturbance outside. The helper, who should have been with her at all times, had not returned.
Feeling something was off, Eun Chae considered going out but sat still, looking down at her cumbersome dress.
It was almost time to make her entrance. And yet, Kwon Ki Joo hadn’t shown up since morning.
Was he avoiding her wedding because he didn’t want to see it? Because he didn’t want to see her go through with it?
Or maybe.
Had he finally understood and stepped back?
Eun Chae’s gaze dropped. Clutching the hem of her dress in one hand, wrinkling it or not, she felt it tightly.
Then, the quiet surrounding her indicated it was time to enter.
Thump, thump, her heart beat erratically, unstable like arrhythmia.
The groom was right in front of her, but Kwon Ki Joo kept coming to mind. What a contradiction.
At that moment, the door to the bridal waiting room opened, and someone entered.
Thump, thump, thump.
The dull sound of footsteps followed by a deep voice.
“You look beautiful.”
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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