Mijoo tried to prevent her rolled-up dress from being lifted further, but Siyun’s determined eyes and hands were quicker.
‘Right, I can’t stay wet all night.’
Siyun turned Mijoo around, who was only in her underwear, covering herself with an X shape. He then roughly dried her body with a towel, and Mijoo began to come to her senses.
‘Does she dislike being touched?’
Contrary to Mijoo’s misunderstanding, Siyun wanted to quickly resolve the situation. Seeing Mijoo’s body, reddened and moist from the hot water, was agonizing for him.
Moreover, her soaked underwear was almost like wearing nothing. Not facing her and turning her back to him was even more torturous.
From the smoothly curved line of her back to the rounded hips, it was stifling Siyun’s breath.
‘Crazy! Get a hold of yourself!’
Siyun was gritting his teeth, trying to control himself. He didn’t know when his inner darkness might erupt, so he tried as much as possible not to touch Mijoo and just roughly wiped off the water.
Every movement of Mijoo was captured in slow motion in Siyun’s eyes.
He tried not to look, but the glimpse of Mijoo in the mirror made his head dizzy. Siyun clenched his teeth and casually draped a shower gown over Mijoo’s shoulders before turning away.
“Now you can do it yourself, right, Ms. Choi Mijoo?”
“Yes? Yes!”
Mijoo clutched the front of the gown thrown over her shoulder.
“Don’t wear wet clothes. Take everything off.”
Mijoo felt it was the most terrifying voice she had ever heard.
“Yes. I’ll leave quickly.”
Mijoo looked around the cluttered bathroom.
“Don’t bother cleaning up. Come out. We need to talk or sleep, whatever, but it has to be done tonight.”
Siyun left the bathroom without waiting for Mijoo’s response.
Once he was gone, Mijoo let out a long sigh. Trying to take off her drenched underwear, she remembered the feeling of the towel wiping her body.
She should be thankful for the help, but why did she feel a strange emotion? Mijoo quickly dismissed the thought, wrapped herself in the gown, and left the bathroom.
By then, Siyun had already changed and dried his hair.
He placed a warm cup of tea in front of Mijoo and sat opposite her.
“I said until tomorrow morning, didn’t I?”
“…….”
Mijoo couldn’t start talking and just stared at the teacup in front of her. Then, Siyun put a paper in front of her.
“Did you come here in such a downpour because of this?”
Mijoo saw the receipt given by the immigration officers. She must have dropped it when she relaxed upon seeing Siyun.
“Why is this?”
Mijoo pulled the crumpled receipt towards her and hesitantly explained how she came to have it.
Siyun silently listened to her story and then asked shortly.
“What are you worried about?”
“Me?”
Interrupting Mijoo, Siyun spoke in a cold voice.
“Did you come to borrow money from me tonight?”
Although she hadn’t thought of it, hearing Siyun say it directly brought a bitter feeling.
“Can you repay if I lend it to you?”
Mijoo closed her trembling eyes tightly. She couldn’t bear to look directly at Siyun. She knew he wasn’t mocking her inability to repay, but his words hurt.
“Would you comply if I asked for something unreasonable in return for the debt?”
Mijoo, steadying her shaky voice, finally spoke.
“I didn’t come to borrow money.”
“It doesn’t seem like you came to sign the contract either?”
“Just didn’t know what to do…”
Mijoo bowed her head and covered her face with her hands. Her wet hair cascaded down, hiding her trembling hands.
“There was someone I thought of….”
Mijoo couldn’t continue her sentence.
How could she say that she thought of Siyun in that terrifying situation? How could she claim to mean anything to Siyun?
Feeling suddenly small and pathetic, Mijoo let her held-back tears fall.
However, Siyun’s thoughts were different. The fact that Mijoo thought of him in that situation deeply affected him.
He wanted to cross the table and hold Mijoo tightly, but he had to suppress such emotions.
For now, he needed to secure Mijoo’s signature on the contract or an agreement to fulfill the debt, or even win over her heart.
“If you sign the contract, I will pay the contract fee as stipulated. I will do my best to protect Ms. Choi Mijoo.”
“…….”
“If you only want to borrow money, I can demand harsh debt repayment even for a smaller amount.”
“What does harsh debt repayment mean?”
“Let’s see. I’ll have to think about that slowly.”
He smiled coolly. Mijoo took a deep breath, pushed back her wet hair, and sat up straight.
“You’ve overlooked something, Kim Siyun.”
“I have?”
“It’s a contract for show, but I’m not someone who can be paraded in front of others.”
“What do you mean?”
Mijoo couldn’t utter the words. She had always struggled to tell people she was an orphan, and it was still a difficult thing for her to do.
“It’s okay. You being a poor student doesn’t matter to me or to my grandfather.”
“What if I’m an orphan?”
Mijoo’s voice grew tense, and her breath became shaky.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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