Unable to listen to her condition, which was hard to accept even in a sober state, Haeyeon ultimately sent Dohui out and remained alone in the hospital room. She wanted to see Doha right away. She wanted to run and tell him to wake up, not to go far.
But there was a fetus. If she shook, the fetus would also be in danger. The doctor had said that it was a miracle that a three-month-old fetus could survive such a major accident, but Haeyeon knew.
“Doha.”
If he hadn’t sacrificed his own body, neither she nor the fetus would be here.
“Huu.”
She had to control her emotions for the baby in her womb, but how could she? Doha might die. He could leave at any moment.
Haeyeon buried her face in the pillow. Even though the baby might not notice if she didn’t make a sound, she buried her face in the pillow and cried silently.
Druruk.
The hospital room door opened abruptly as someone entered step by step. Because of the tears blurring her vision, Haeyeon couldn’t figure out who the intruder was.
“You!”
The voice was clearly audible. Startled by the sudden intrusion, and for a moment, even finding it difficult to speak due to lack of strength, Haeyeon struggled to sit up.
“Father.”
Jjaak!
Before the sound of the slap echoed, Haeyeon’s head was ruthlessly turned to the right, and at the same time, sharp pain was felt inside her mouth.
Haeyeon’s face was unusually pale. Due to the accident, her already fragile complexion had a vivid red mark on her pure white cheek, as if someone had cut it with a sharp hand.
Suppressing tears that reflexively wanted to come out due to physiological pain, Haeyeon lowered her head. She deserved the blame. She insisted on driving. If she hadn’t, she would have been in the passenger seat, and her handbag would have been quietly placed on her lap.
If that were the case.
If that were the case, Doha wouldn’t have needed to undo the seatbelt, and if he had been driving, he could have reacted faster than her. So, Haeyeon thought she shouldn’t scream even if someone were to cut her cheek with a knife.
“Someday, I knew you’d cause an accident! How dare you, like you, come into our house and ruin my son!”
Haeyeon was grabbed by the collar by the prospective in-law and shook like a rubber doll. Even though the prospective in-law knew about Haeyeon’s pregnancy, he didn’t care, and Haeyeon endured it.
The pain was not physical pain.
It was because of the words, ‘ruin my son.’ Haeyeon lost the last bit of will left in those dull words. The words uttered by the prospective in-law sounded like an immediate death sentence for Doha, and Haeyeon couldn’t bear to hear it.
Thinking about losing Doha, the fear of him leaving her side, Haeyeon felt the agony of being thrown on the rocks without being able to move.
It wasn’t blood and bruises on her body. The pain created by tearing apart a fallen heart made bruises here and there.
“How on earth!”
The place where the enraged prospective in-law’s sound and actions stopped was the firm voice.
“Stop!”
The anger that seemed unstoppable from the prospective in-law was lightly sorted out by a word from Chairman Yoon that followed.
Knowing that her son had been taken to the intensive care unit, unlike his mother, there was no sign of any disturbance in her appearance. Unlike the prospective in-law, Chairman Yoon walked in slowly.
“Finally, you’re taking off your mask.”
In the words that followed, Yoon Chairman’s emotions, which were hardly visible, were revealed.
Having observed Chairman Yoon for three years, Haeyeon knew. The current expression on Chairman Yoon’s face was not sadness about possibly losing a son but anger that there was a problem with the successor who would fulfill his wish.
Whatever happened, Haeyeon couldn’t lift her head. Because she remained a sinner.
Unnoticed, three weeks had passed. Doha still relied on life support in the intensive care unit. He was in a state of unconsciousness, with no reaction or reflex to external stimuli, but his voluntary breathing continued faintly.
Though not in a state of brain death, Haeyeon had been entering and leaving the gates of hell every day, every hour, and every second for these three weeks.
“Madam, please be careful as you go in.”
Haeyeon, escorted by the housemaid, greeted and headed towards the imposing gate. Having suffered only minor injuries, Haeyeon was discharged from the hospital after two days of hospitalization. However, the prospective in-law, who was displeased with her appearance, frequently called her to Daecheong-dong, even though she was pregnant.
Haeyeon accommodated the prospective in-law’s wishes. What he wanted was for her to prepare meals and cook side dishes or soup whenever he felt like eating.
In fact, it wouldn’t have been a big problem if she had her own car. However, Haeyeon couldn’t drive due to trauma from the accident. Every time she was called to Daecheong-dong, she felt uneasy. It was because she didn’t want to leave the hospital, fearing that something might go wrong or Doha might wake up in the meantime.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
