When You Forget Me (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“You’re going to wear it in public a few times anyway, so let’s just do it half-heartedly.”
Seung Yoon’s safety pin popped off at those words.
“I guess a princess who gets everything handed to her must have especially refined tastes.”
“…….”
“Right? A princess with all her limbs chopped off.”
Han Seung Yoon’s mood tended to swing unpredictably—like fickle weather. But she had no intention of catering to his whims.
Eun Chae hardened her expression.
“You don’t need to beat around the bush just to say you dislike Han Seung Yoon’s taste.”
Seung Yoon clenched his teeth. This woman had a knack for saying things that instantly soured his mood the moment she opened her mouth. Best not to prolong the conversation. He spoke in a deliberately cool, businesslike tone.
“We’re short on time, so we need to get the dress fitted right away. I’ll put you in touch with the brand’s designer—go ahead and proceed according to your tastes, which clearly differ from my ‘undesirable’ ones.”
He went on listing various details regarding the wedding, but it felt as if he were talking to a wall.
Normally, women got far more excited about this sort of thing—even if it was just a marriage in name only.
Frustrated, Seung Yoon gulped down plain water repeatedly. In the end, the atmosphere sank deeper into awkwardness. Just as he’d used every excuse imaginable with his parents, Seung Yoon now tried using work as an excuse to leave.
Song Eun Chae obediently went along.
Well, that part was fine.
If only Kwon Gi Ju hadn’t been standing so brazenly in the parking lot.
“Why did you call that guy?”
The man, dressed in a simple black suit, exuded such presence he instantly drew every eye. Despite Seung Yoon’s clear social advantage, Kwon Gi Ju made him feel strangely defeated—and it infuriated him.
“I didn’t call him…”
Eun Chae opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately clamped her lips shut.
Gi Ju, leaning lazily against a parking lot pillar, lifted his eyes. Without even pretending to rush over and escort Song Eun Chae, he merely adjusted his posture. His indifferent gaze fixed solely on her, completely ignoring Seung Yoon.
That cocky bastard.
An odd mix of defiance and competitiveness boiled up in Seung Yoon. Instinctively, he stepped forward to block Eun Chae from view.
Only then did Gi Ju’s eyes finally shift to Seung Yoon. They appeared emotionless at first glance, yet carried a chilling, icy hostility—an unmistakable antagonism that needed no words.
“I’ll be going now.”
When she clicked her heels and walked away, Seung Yoon flinched. But Eun Chae didn’t stop.
Gi Ju fell into step behind her as naturally as flowing water, leaving Seung Yoon unable even to properly say goodbye. After helping her into the back seat, Gi Ju turned and looked directly at Seung Yoon.
For a moment, Seung Yoon thought he might at least offer a word of greeting—but it was just wishful thinking.
Gi Ju let out a faint, mocking chuckle through his teeth and climbed straight into the driver’s seat. The engine started immediately, and the car drove right past Seung Yoon.
Left standing alone like a fool, Seung Yoon was speechless.
“Ha. You’ve really got some nerve, haven’t you?”
He raked a hand through his hair, cursing aloud as the words surged up his throat.
She’d always been fearless—but she never imagined it would go this far.
Eun Chae wiped the kaleidoscopic city lights from her face with one hand and spoke.
“I know you’re socially inept, but please don’t act that way with Han Seung Yoon.”
Gi Ju, who’d been staring straight ahead, lifted his eyes.
Even through the rearview mirror, his gaze felt piercing. Eun Chae deliberately avoided meeting it, continuing to speak while leaving her flushed cheeks untouched.
“Can’t you tell at a glance he’s just a young geezer?”
Han Seung Yoon enjoyed nightlife and women behind his parents’ backs—but only up to a point. He was the kind of man who, despite his hunger for power and authority, would never cross the line into outright scandal.
That’s why he’d smugly present a tacky, oversized diamond ring.
Yet this man was clearly fixating on Kwon Gi Ju far more than necessary. Though it was clearly a bad omen, Gi Ju didn’t even pretend to tread carefully. Han Seung Yoon’s resentment seemed to grow larger by the day.
The moment she’d said, “I’ll leave now,” a sharp intuition struck her: she’d touched on something she shouldn’t have. Eun Chae thought the two of them meeting would only bring trouble.
“Are you worried about me?”
Gi Ju asked, leaning his head back against the headrest. This time, Eun Chae looked toward the rearview mirror. She expected their eyes to meet—but they didn’t. Only Gi Ju’s sharp eyes, still fixed straight ahead, came into view.
Why was he still staring ahead even though the traffic light was red? As she bit her lip, the signal changed. She heard him press hard on the accelerator.
“Don’t make things uncomfortable for me too, okay?”
Her warning came out almost like a reprimand, but he replied flatly.
“I’m just identifying friend from foe. What’s the problem?”
“…….”
“If someone deserves surveillance that deep, they’re basically your sworn enemy.”
Eun Chae’s face flushed at his blunt use of the word “surveillance.” It wasn’t the immoral act of ordering surveillance that embarrassed her—it was his presumptuous attitude, acting as if he were unquestionably on her side. They weren’t Bonnie and Clyde, after all.
Before she could even scold him, Gi Ju picked up a document bundle from the passenger seat and handed it over.
“I took care of it while handling other matters.”
Eun Chae accepted the papers he offered. Even a quick flip through them made it obvious they concerned Han Seung Yoon.
Was Kwon Gi Ju truly the type who carried out every order without question? As that thought crossed her mind, she looked up.
He’d told her to think carefully about what to give before offering it. Yet here she was, falling for his expensive gift after all.
She closed the file with a sigh of self-mockery.
Just then, the car pulled up in front of her house.
“Why not read more of it?”
When he asked, she deliberately sounded even more exhausted.
“Later. Good work.”
She opened the car door and got out. At the same moment, she heard the driver’s door open as well. She almost told him there was no need to get out—just drive straight to the garage—but held her tongue.
Kwon Gi Ju’s tie and watch were exactly as they always were.
She stood frozen, forgetting even to close the door. The only sound was his footsteps drawing steadily closer. He gently removed her hand from the door and shut it himself.
“You were planning to emigrate, weren’t you?”
That plan had already collapsed into nothing. Yet hearing those words from Kwon Gi Ju’s mouth made Eun Chae’s eyes sharpen.
“If you’d succeeded as planned, what would you have done?”
The unexpected question furrowed her brow. She hadn’t had any concrete plans—it had been closer to an escape.
“I didn’t have anything specific in mind.”
“No plan at all, huh.”
“……But why do you care?”
By what right? She almost added the words but bit them back.
“Because I’m curious about a lot of things.”
“…….”
“What you thought about while I was gone.”
He lowered his eyes. She felt as if every cell inside her body was being seen through. Shaking off that strange sensation, Eun Chae stepped closer to him.
“But then why didn’t you wear what I gave you?”
She wrapped her arms gently around Gi Ju’s neck. She could feel him tilting his head slightly to look down at her.
Unbothered by his gaze, she lowered her arms and placed her hands on his tie. Before he could stop her, she undid the knot with a soft rustle and looked up.
Their eyes met immediately—Gi Ju had been staring right at her. His pupils shimmered strangely in the streetlamp’s glow.
Night blurs the boundaries of so many things. Even artificial lights meant to cut through darkness usually fade weakly at the edges. But Kwon Gi Ju defied that natural law.
He drowned his surroundings in an atmosphere darker and more menacing than the night itself. Eun Chae realized this anew as she stood close to him.
Gi Ju tilted his head as if impatient with her hesitation, exhaled with apparent boredom, and straightened his spine.
His silent urging made her mouth go dry and her body twitch involuntarily.
You really can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
Suppressing her traitorous physical reaction, Eun Chae glared at him, eyes wide. Ignoring the stinging sensation in her eyeballs, she grabbed his tie again.
It slipped loose effortlessly this time. Her next target was his wrist. She carefully removed the watch from his muscular arm—its solid bones wrapped in dense muscle—and dangled it from her fingertip with a mocking tone.
“Why didn’t you wear what I bought you? Was it too good for you?”
“…….”
“That’s exactly why I bought it. I provide you with luxury goods you could never dream of, and in return, you don’t ask for affection or anything like that—you simply fulfill my desires. That’s our deal, isn’t it?”
“Deal,” he murmured softly, rolling the word on his tongue. He pressed his lip with the tip of his tongue, nodded vaguely with his head bowed, then suddenly looked up. A faint crease appeared on his forehead—almost as if he were annoyed.
At that moment, Eun Chae vaguely recognized her own feelings toward Kwon Gi Ju.
He had abandoned her. Not knowing why had tormented her endlessly. And now, she was creating that reason herself—by her own hand.
“But you did bring what I asked for.”
At her words, Gi Ju glanced toward the document envelope she’d stuffed carelessly into her handbag. It was crumpled and pitiful-looking.
“You didn’t go confess everything to Chairman Song, did you? That’d be boring.”
“No one will ever know what happens between you and me, Song Eun Chae. Not now, not ever.”
He muttered it like a soliloquy—so faint it drifted past like a passing breeze. She had to furrow her brow and strain her ears to catch it.
After a while, Gi Ju spoke again, this time tilting his head slightly. His voice was clearer now, as if he’d finally settled on a thought.
“Have you thought about what you’ll give me?”
Eun Chae let out a breathless laugh at his question, then glared at him as if to say, “Do I really have to figure that out too?”
“Just tell me what you want.”
Gi Ju, who had silently endured her glare, scraped his shoe once against the asphalt and murmured casually.
“Song Eun Chae.”
He twisted his lips into a wry smile as he watched her pupils widen incredulously. She looked like she might laugh—or like venom was rising in her throat.
“From head to toe. Everything.”
“…….”
“If I ask for it, will you give it to me?”
“……I already belong to Han Seung Yoon.”
“Says who?”
“Aren’t you doing all this just to claim even the shell of me?”
As if in answer, Gi Ju reached out and pulled her waist toward him. He tilted his head and lowered his face. Their breaths tangled just before their lips could meet.
Eun Chae averted her face slightly, dismissing the moment with a small turn of her head.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m doing exactly what you want—bark when told to bark, sit when told to sit. It’s hurtful when you say things like that.”
“…….”
“I’d like to check something—can I kiss you?”
His voice vibrated in his throat. She tried to read his expression, but he kept his head lowered, hiding it from view.
His question only amplified her irritation. He’d been about to kiss her without warning, and now he asked?
“You should’ve asked for permission first. Don’t act so recklessly.”
“I thought asking what I wanted was the same as giving permission.”
Gi Ju feigned injury. His cunning manipulation of the situation only made Eun Chae feel more disgusted.
Just then, the front gate opened. She shoved his chest roughly and deliberately bumped her shoulder against him as she passed by.
“Oh dear, Miss!”
Madam Ham An, holding a trash bag, brightened at first—then blinked, sensing the tense atmosphere. Eun Chae snatched the tie and watch right in front of her and tossed them into the slightly open trash bag.
“Please throw these away.”
Words held power. Depending on how they were spoken, they could wound others or soothe their pain.
Eun Chae walked away firmly, without a shred of regret for the venom she’d just spat.
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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