‘Wha, what do I do?’
Tae Jo knew everything. That I spent the night with him in the hotel room, that I was pregnant everything.
My mind went blank, and my vision spun.
My shaky legs felt weak, as if they were about to collapse any moment. Feeling a churning in her stomach, Se Kyung clutched whatever she could get her hands on.
What would CEO Jin say to me?
Had he noticed my feelings? The night I spent with him when he was drunk, and what about the child in my belly… Would he realize it was his and ask me to get rid of it…
“Miss Se Kyung.”
“……”
“Yoon Se Kyung.”
Snap!
“…..!”
The sound of fingers snapping rang loud. Like someone awakened from hypnosis, a surprised Se Kyung lifted her head and looked at Tae Jo.
“Ah…..”
Our gazes met as Tae Jo looked down at me. When I turned my head slightly, I saw that Tae Jo’s shirt I was clutching was all crumpled up.
I should let go. But my hand, shocked and scared by the situation, had hardened and didn’t seem to want to move from Tae Jo’s arm.
“I, I mean…..”
I wanted to make excuses, but my head was throbbing as if a rat was gnawing at it.
In my panicked state, I wasn’t able to make any sense, and the meaningless words kept swirling around in my mouth.
“……”
Tae Jo just looked down at Se Kyung quietly. Then he tightly gripped her shaking hand.
“For now, calm down a bit.”
Se Kyung, who was looking at Tae Jo with startled eyes, nodded her head.
Such a small gallbladder. She was shaking as if she’d collapse if she was discovered, but she fooled me quite well.
As Se Kyung’s trembling subsided, Tae Jo gently removed her hand that was clutching onto his shirt as if it were a lifeline.
“Put some strength in your legs too. Someone might think I’m eating you.”
“……”
“Even though Miss Se Kyung was the one who ate me.”
“Wh, No, I…..”
Se Kyung, unable to come up with a retort, hung her head low. Whether it was because she was embarrassed about being discovered by Tae Jo, or because she was recalling that night, her cheeks were turning red from her neck.
“Miss Mischievous Cat, please sit down for a while.”
Tae Jo took Se Kyung’s hand and sat her down on the sofa. Then he spoke to Secretary Kim who was waiting outside the door.
“Secretary Kim, do we have anything else to drink other than coffee? Something without caffeine.”
“If it’s caffeinefree… Oh, we have yulmu tea and yuja tea.”
“Then, please bring one cup of yuja tea and one coffee.”
Tae Jo ordered the tea and sat down on the sofa. Soon, Secretary Kim brought in the steaming yuja tea and coffee and left the office.
“Drink it.”
Se Kyung, who had nodded her head, held the teacup with both hands.
The sweet and sour yuja tea wet the tip of her tongue. She took sips of the tea, stealing glances at Tae Jo.
Tae Jo was drinking his coffee and observing Se Kyung, as if he was contemplating when he should grab the scruff of that cat and give it a shake.
“……”
It felt like I was sitting on a thornbush. Unable to withstand his piercing gaze, Se Kyung was the first to break the silence.
“When…..”
“The realization came recently, but the suspicion had been there for quite a while.”
“What kind of suspicion…?”
“When I woke up in the morning, somehow I had the feeling that someone had been beside me all night. Mun Seok Joo denies it, but there was used tissue thrown away in the bathroom, my clothes were taken off and I was covered in a robe. Moreover, my belongings were neatly arranged, unlike something Seok Joo would do.”
Ah, I guess everything was suspicious then.
Se Kyung’s eyes, full of gloom, dropped downwards.
“Do you remember when I asked you about your perfume?”
“Yes.”
“Why do you think I asked that?”
Se Kyung rolled her eyes slowly, thinking about her answer.
“Don’t tell me… My perfume was still lingering?”
“Well, I had a hard time relying on my memory.”
So, I just asked her to find me and gave her evidence…
Se Kyung sighed and fiddled with her fingers, wishing there was a hole she could bury her face in.
Tae Jo took a sip of his coffee and continued.
“Why did you lie?”
“What…”
Which lie is he asking about?
From having spent the night with him to hiding the fact of her pregnancy. She had lied more than once to Tae Jo and she was confused about which one to respond to.
“You said you hadn’t seen me that day.”
“Well… I initially intended to tell the truth.”
“When was this ‘initially’?”
“When we ran into each other in front of the hotel in the morning.”
“Oh, the day when you gave me the rice punch?”
Se Kyung nodded her head. Tae Jo recalled the event and laughed lightly.
Come to think of it, he had mistakenly thought that rice punch was her favorite drink when she gave it to him to help him sober up.
“But why didn’t you say anything?”
“I thought you didn’t remember…”
“…”
“I intended to keep it buried. It seemed like Senior Seok Joo didn’t say anything either.”
“So if I hadn’t remembered, you would have continued to hide it.”
“Probably.”
Se Kyung ended her sentence vaguely and firmly closed her mouth.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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