As if whispering, Taehui asked.

“Do you want to win that badly in our bet?”

“…I have to win.”

If I win the bet, I’ll have a chance to keep you by my side and sincerely confess my love.

Knowing it’s selfish, still, Sajun, who thought, “I can’t let you go,” opened his eyes thinly.

“Then, you just have to win.”

Answering in a murmur, Taehui’s eyes, with a faint smile, seemed desperate.

The large eyes looking up at me seemed like they would cry at any moment.

Looking at those eyes, I couldn’t dare to do anything evil.
Desiring to explode, the heart on the verge of madness, muscles swollen with explosive energy, even if whipped painfully, pleaded for some kind of release.

Perhaps he sensed the hesitation in that heart.

With moist eyes, Taehui slowly reached out her fingertips.

“Why are you staying still?”

In the feather-like gentle touch, Sajun slowly closed and opened his eyes.

The small hand that had been caressing his face gently wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.

“Hug me, Sajun.”

A warm whisper shyly tickling the ear.

It was also the moment when the string of reason that Sajun had been barely holding onto was cut off.

It was maddening.

Because of the insanely beautiful Mintaehui, and because of his own madness.

Sajun, gritting his teeth while swearing, began to devour Taehui in that way.

It was the beginning of the second night.

The extension of the seemingly endless night began.

To announce the start, heavy rain poured down from the pierced sky.

For several hours, Sajun, like the rain mercilessly pouring through the window, did the same.

With unwavering stamina and increasing energy, he constantly pressed Taehui.

There was no room for leisure or patience like a bed.

On the spacious and soft sofa, Taehui couldn’t move a single step.

Breathing like a sob, she wiped the sweat from her forehead on the sofa.

In an attempt not to be pushed, the hand gripping the sofa was raised, and nails were driven in.

Although her eyes were open, her vision kept shaking and blurring, making her blink.

Despite being clearly nighttime, the spectacular lights of an unusual night sky hit her front.

At some point, they were facing each other.

The black pupils that exploded with overt desire were still blazing.

As if it was still insufficient.

Looking at the eyes full of fervent desire, strangely, tears welled up.

When tears flowed down along the corners of her eyes, the hot lips stubbornly followed.

The fingers, slender and hot, grasped Sajun’s shoulders as if trying to push him away.

Forcibly aligning her tear-blurred eyes, Taehui, breathing heavily, resentfully whispered.

“Sajun, I hate you.”

In the end, what shook and swept over this night was surrender.

Because it was Taehui herself, not Sajun.

Yeonso left her room even though it was already noon.

The low-pressure system had persisted all week.

After overhearing her parents’ conversation that night, her heart felt even more uneasy.

Although they had started dating, Yeonso was relatively relieved.

There was no way her parents would accept Taehui, who was an illegitimate child from a prestigious family.

But more than anything, it was because of Taehui’s feelings, who openly declared that she didn’t like Sajun.

She clearly said she didn’t like Kang Sajun.

Stubborn and determined Mintaehui had a personality where she wouldn’t do anything she disliked, even if a knife were to be placed at her throat.
So even if Sajun likes her a lot, I thought there would be no marriage.

After overhearing her parents’ conversation, the atmosphere seemed unusual.

It really felt like they might get married.

Nervously biting her nails, Yeonso mumbled.

“Min Taehui, you’ve really gone crazy.”

To say she would marry Sajun without understanding the subject.

Instead of this, it would have been better to directly call the parties involved and confirm.

Whether Sajun is really getting married or not.

After several signal tones, the call was answered on the other side.

“It’s me, Yeonso. Unnie, I called because I have something to ask.”

[…….]

“Unnie, did you really marry Sajun oppa? Mom and dad said so.”

However, Taehui remained silent.

Strange as it may seem, Yeonso, in her eagerness, quickly continued.

“And Sajun oppa said he would give a building to my parents, so you and he should live together like a couple. Have you heard…?”

[Taehui is sleeping right now.]

Instead of the sharp tone, a pleasant low voice cut off Yeonso’s words.

No way.

“Sajun oppa?”

[He played with me until dawn and then fainted.]

Swallowing a dry gulp, Yeonso asked with a trembling voice.

“Why did you play until you fainted?”

[You don’t need to know.]

The quietly laid-back voice inexplicably sounded suggestive.

Unable to comprehend, Yeonso pressed her chest with her palm, feeling her heart flutter.

[And it’s better not to say what I just said to Taehui.]

“What…?”

[Building.]

With that brief word, Yeonso realized.

That Sajun really intended to marry Taehui.

[Act as if you didn’t hear or see anything, and live quietly like that.]

“If living quietly isn’t an option?”

When she asked with frustration, Sajun calmly replied.

[Your life will get noisy too. Min Yeonso’s life and Kang Hyorim’s life.]

At the name ‘Kang Hyorim’ that flowed from Sajun’s mouth, Yeonso’s heart sank.

The Min Yeonso, like a flower in a greenhouse, not disappointing her parents’ expectations, felt too stifled.

In a world with so many men, I’m young and pretty like this.

So every time I went to Seoul, I played wildly under the alias Kang Hyorim.

And under that name, I met countless men and realized.

In appearance, wealth, personality—there was no man like Kang Sajun.

He may be so insolent as to be hopeless, but he’s infinitely affectionate to his woman.

So maybe that’s why I’m even more obsessed with Sajun.

“Taehui unnie knows that you don’t really love oppa. She said it’s just using him. But you’re still going to marry her?”

[Yes, we’re getting married.]

“….!”

[I don’t want to receive, I want to give everything.]

After adding that he shouldn’t call Taehui again, Sajun hung up the phone.

Holding the disconnected phone, Yeonso blinked her eyes blankly and mumbled.

“Do you really love her? Min Taehui?”

Suddenly, such thoughts came to her.
If the end of a life lived under the name Min Taehui is marriage with Kang Sajun. I would have rather just lived as Min Taehui.

Suddenly feeling suffocated to the point of breathlessness in this house, Yeonso rushed out of the house.

Without a destination, without any thoughts, she walked aimlessly.

Even Yeonso herself didn’t know. She didn’t know that she was heading to Hyesuk’s house.

However, there was a guest who arrived at Hyesuk’s place before she did.

Getting out of a foreign car with a loud noise, the man was dressed in a neat suit despite the warm noon sunlight.

Tall stature, well-proportioned body.

For some reason, Yeonso thought he looked familiar, so she slowly narrowed the distance and scrutinized the man more closely.

Finally, the man turned around, and she could see his face clearly.

A fair face, shining glasses frames. Thin eyes that always seemed to be smiling, soft corners of the mouth.

It was only then that Yeonso remembered who the man was.

“Min Taehui’s boyfriend.”

The only man who captured the iron fortress-like Min Taehui, Song Jehyun.

That also meant he was currently the only man who could shake Min Taehui.

It seemed like the saying “There is a hole even in a collapsing sky” was meant for this moment.

If I had known, I should have dressed up a bit before coming out.

Regretting her belated realization, Yeonso approached Jehyun with quick steps and struck up a conversation.

“Taehui unnie’s boyfriend, right?”