“That’s not possible.”
“You need to persuade Si Heon.”
“I don’t want to break Si Heon’s will to recover the design.”
At Ye Seul’s firm tone, Byung Suk scoffed.
“Right now, that guy is infatuated with you, so I’m tolerating you. I’ve lost a child once. What I realized then was that outright opposition only fans the flames. In the end, one realizes how foolish they’ve been when the madness ends.”
Ye Seul doubted her own ears.
She couldn’t help but be surprised at the fact that what Byung Suk described as madness was love.
“When I burn with words, make Si Heon give up. He won’t listen to you right now.”
The sound of Ye Seul’s heartbeat was still getting on her nerves.
“I can’t give up, especially for Mr. Si Heon.”
“So you have to lose something to understand my words easily.”
Ye Seul narrowed her brows.
“I didn’t have anything to lose in the first place.”
Byung Suk let out a big laugh.
His laughter was so creepy that it upset her.
“Do you know Kim Chun Ho?”
Uncle Chun Ho. A look of confusion crossed Ye Seul’s face.
“The bastard sought me out as soon as he sent you to study abroad. Somehow, he found out that Baek Song provided your study abroad funds. He claimed he had a right as a child even if it was Okja’s request and was throwing a fit. I was worried that something might get damaged, but I put up with a lot for Okja’s sake. Hahaha.”
Byung Suk didn’t stop making a regular noise by hitting the table with his cane.
“He was a shortsighted, slowminded guy. Such guys become useful when you tame them with money. If you grew up under Okja, you wouldn’t be able to abandon my family. I thought I could use you to detach when you get greedy for Si Heon, so I gave some money.”
So this was it.
Ye Seul recalled the story Hyun Joo had told her about Chun Ho spending money lavishly and eventually being ruined.
“Think about whether you still have nothing to lose.”
“It’s money that my uncle borrowed.”
Ye Seul spoke firmly, not wanting to bow to Byung Suk’s threat.
“Hmm… But that man, Kim Chun Ho. He has a daughter. She’s in high school…”
In the wellheated reception room, Ye Seul felt a chill.
She struggled to hide her trembling fingers by holding her wrist with her other hand.
The cold touch spread to her wrist.
She couldn’t let him notice her agitation.
“Okja’s house has become my property too. It’ll only take a moment to tear down the house of intangible cultural asset Jang Okja.”
At the words that he would destroy her grandmother’s house, Ye Seul bit her lip.
Thump, thump, thump. The sound of the cane hitting the table grew increasingly annoying.
“How much is uncle’s debt?”
When Byung Suk pressed the bell, a man in a black suit came in.
“Eh, who is that? Bring Kim Chun Ho’s ledger.”
A man with a nasty face in a black suit came out with a black file.
“These days, they say they’re doing computer processing… I’m an old man, I prefer notebooks.”
Byung Suk laid out the ledger in front of Ye Seul with a natural smile.
“Not a penny has been paid. I was thinking of starting to press too.”
The amount pressed in front of Ye Seul was beyond imagination.
It seemed that the savings she had would only be enough for the interest.
“Are you threatening me now?”
“Stop acting innocent. The world doesn’t always go honestly, does it? So, do you still have nothing to lose?”
Thinking of him as a vile old man, her hand got cold with anger and started to tremble.
“I….”
Ye Seul had to swallow up the bitter liquid welling up.
“I will persuade you to sue.”
“Good. It’s fortunate that you understand what I said.”
The sound of Byung Suk’s cane finally stopped.
There was a loud noise outside the parlor.
With a loud noise, the door opened and Baek Si Heon, who seemed to have come in a hurry, was standing with a slightly disheveled appearance.
“Mr. Si Heon.”
Ye Seul felt a relief as if she had met someone to give her an umbrella when she was left alone in the rain in a barren field.
“Did you come? I guess you missed me a lot. Considering you ran here in one step.”
Byung Suk clicked his tongue at the sight of Si Heon, who never lost his composure, looking desperate.
I thought he was crazy, but it’s worse than I thought.
Just because of a girl… tsk tsk.
Byung Suk hid his inner thoughts because he didn’t want to lose Si Heon yet.
“Chairman. I told you not to touch my wife.”
“Can’t I have a cup of tea with my granddaughterinlaw?”
Ye Seul’s tea was cold.
“Ye Seul, didn’t you like the tea?”
Byung Suk’s eyes shone sharply.
“No, I just wasn’t thirsty.”
“Still, finish your tea. It’s a special selection by our butler, don’t disappoint him.”
Ye Seul reluctantly picked up the cold tea cup and forced it down her throat.
A cold and bitter taste filled her mouth.
Si Heon snatched the tea cup and put it down, then grabbed Ye Seul’s hand.
“It’s late at night, we should go back.”
“Alright. Come often.”
The sound of Byung Suk’s laughter echoed behind the two people quickly leaving the parlor.
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“Are you okay?”
The driving Si Heon swallowed his anger and asked in a choked voice.
“No. It’s not okay. I was threatened and had no choice but to surrender.”
She stifled the urge to burst into tears from the injustice and sorrow.
“It’s okay.”
Ye Seul parroted Baek Si Heon’s words like a parrot, barely managing to spit them out.
Your grandfather was so terrifying that it was horrible.
The time when she was trembling like a rabbit cornered was terrifying, but she couldn’t dare tell Si Heon, she could only moisten her dry lips with her tongue.
“Don’t ever go alone again.”
“If they call, I can’t help it.”
Ye Seul, feeling irritated for no fault of Si Heon, retorted brusquely.
“Contact me. I’ll never let you go alone.”
Si Heon wrapped his hand around Ye Seul’s cold one.
This man grew up under such a person.
A person who values life by mere words.
For some reason, Si Heon’s hand felt foreign to Ye Seul.
Instead of the warmth she had felt until now, a cold chill seemed to permeate her body.
“Mr. Si Heon, I have something to say.”
“Let’s talk upstairs.”
They had arrived at the officetel parking lot before they knew it.
As they got out of the car, Si Heon opened Ye Seul’s car door and replied.
Si Heon took Ye Seul’s hesitating hand and pulled her along.
Si Heon was making an effort to hide his anxiety.
There aren’t many people who can withstand a private conversation with Byung Suk.
Did they force a divorce on her?
What kind of threat could they have made against Ye Seul?
The rights that Ye Seul would want were something Si Heon had in his grip from the beginning.
Si Heon had to think about what the old man’s weakness could be besides what he had, shaking Ye Seul.
“Miss Ye Seul. Want something to drink?”
Ye Seul recalled the cold tea she had at Jeokseoljae.
“Something warm. I’ll make it myself.”
“Please sit. Do you like hot chocolate?”
Si Heon said, shaking a capsule of hot chocolate.
Ye Seul nodded.
The image of Byung Suk that overlapped until a while ago was starting to look more like Si Heon.
“It’s going to get warm.”
Si Heon wrapped his hand around the cup he offered.
The rich chocolate scent seemed to calm Ye Seul’s confusion.
Si Heon naturally sat down next to Ye Seul on the sofa.
“Tell me. I’m ready to listen.”
Si Heon narrowed his eyebrows and stroked his neck. He didn’t want to hear it after all.
“I….I’m sorry to you, Mr. Si Heon.”
Ye Seul said, fidgeting with the rim of her mug.
Without realizing it, Si Heon swallowed dryly.
Even if Ye Seul asks, he can’t listen.
“If it’s about that, I don’t want to hear it.”
Ye Seul opened her eyes wide, seeming startled.
Could it be that Baek Si Heon already knew?
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Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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