The man’s shoulders, which had been growling like a dangerous beast, were roughly grabbed.
“Cha Jung Hyuk!”
Do Joon’s shout calling his threecharacter name echoed out.
Pow! It was in an instant that a fist flew into Jung Hyuk’s face, which had been unsuspectingly turned around.
Jung Hyuk, who was knocked out in one blow, was briefly dazed and could not hold himself up.
He roughly shook his head to shake off his dizzy vision and licked the tingling membrane with his tongue. The bitter taste of blood was circling around.
Suddenly, laughter erupted. It was ludicrous how his own tail was wagging like a dog against a delicate woman.
“Mr. Cha Jung Hyuk! What on earth is this?!”
In Do Joon’s palm, which was shouting like a reprimand, Da Jung’s white shoe was crumpled. It was the shoe he found when he came out of the event hall looking for Da Jung.
There was no way he could not recognize the shoe that she herself had picked and worn. For a moment, he was dizzy with wonder at what had happened.
The instinct to strike with a fist first was an instinct. It didn’t matter what the relationship between the two people had been in the past.
Ultimately, the moment Do Joon witnessed the scene of him violently cornering Da Jung, he could not accept the man in front of him.
As if he had never thrown a punch, Do Joon asked worriedly,
“Are you okay?”
“I’m, I’m fine, senior.”
Although the embarrassment overlapped with the excitement of just hitting the man’s cheek and raising her voice, and Do Joon’s appearance, Da Jung tried to calm her voice.
Relieved, Do Joon firmly gripped her hand and turned around. And he confronted Jung Hyuk as if he were confronting something dangerous.
“Mr. Cha Jung Hyuk. What were you trying to do to Da Jung?”
“You stay out of it.”
Jung Hyuk, who clenched his tingling jaw, retorted disgruntledly.
“Even if I wanted to stay out of it, it’s not a relationship where I can. Da Jung is going to marry me.”
“What…?”
The corners of Jung Hyuk’s eyes noticeably hardened. His twisted eyes, as if that couldn’t be, flew to Da Jung’s face and stuck there.
For some reason, Da Jung, who couldn’t face him for long, dropped her gaze and spoke.
Even at the moment when he acted threateningly, she couldn’t look straight into his eyes, which were clinging desperately as if begging.
“Do your fiancée know that you do this to other women?”
At Do Joon’s pointing out, Jung Hyuk’s expression coldly hardened.
“Stop wiggling about my fiancée and take care of your own. Mr. Cha Jung Hyuk.”
With a polite warning as the conclusion, Do Joon turned around holding Da Jung’s hand. Thud! In the space where the two had disappeared, a serene silence descended.
Jung Hyuk exhaled a cold breath. The miserable feelings rose clearly in his eyes, which were twisted into a grimace.
It was a complete defeat.
By the time they left the event hall, darkness had already fallen.
Da Jung, with Do Joon’s jacket on her shoulders, was helped up into the car. Do Joon came around to the other side and got into the driver’s seat, but the engine did not start right away.
Breaking the uncomfortable silence, Do Joon voiced out with caution.
“Da Jung, don’t mind what I said earlier. That person was just too impulsive.”
The woman I’m going to marry.
Those were just five words. Yet, to Do Joon, they felt more challenging than anything else in the world.
Though it was an impulsive statement, it was earnest. Apart from this situation, he wondered if there would come a day when he could sincerely introduce her that way to someone.
His current concern was not the uncertain expectations but whether that statement might have burdened Da Jung.
“I understand, senior. I’m not bothered, so you shouldn’t worry either.”
A faint smile spread across Da Jung’s face as she managed to regain her composure. Do Joon could only nod awkwardly.
Soon, the engine started, and silence ensued once again.
As Da Jung stared at the car window, she sighed quietly.
She seemed to understand today.
The moment she overheard the conversation between the women in the bathroom, she realized.
That he was living in a world different from hers.
That must have been it. She might have vaguely suspected it since five years ago. He didn’t seem ordinary after all.
He would have his world where he had always lived and would continue to live. That man was trying to enter her and Si Woo’s world.
It might have been a reckless attempt for him. From that moment, everything started to get messed up.
The reality of being thrust into a situation where they happened to meet again and couldn’t help but impose hardship on each other weighed heavily on Da Jung’s heart.
It was fate……probably.
If she continued to engage with him, she wasn’t sure if her and Si Woo’s world would collapse.
It might have been a relationship that should not have started from the beginning.
Her listless eyes were staring blankly at the cell phone screen.
“Mom is with tiger uncle. It’s good uncle.”
A faint smile crossed Jung Hyuk’s face. Despite the rampant typos, he could see the improvement in the skills.
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
