Since things turned out this way, she thought of having a cup of coffee together before going upstairs.
After washing hands in the bathroom, when she came out, she saw Eunjae sitting alone in the dining room, sipping coffee from an empty cup.
“Is Mother gone already?”
“Yes. She went over to the annex because she felt tired.”
“Really.”
Sunwoo laughed with disappointment, pulling a dining chair closer and sitting down.
As an oddly serene silence flowed, Sunwoo, who had been leaning back in his chair, looked at Eunjae.
Eunjae, with his head bowed deeply, had an expression that seemed like he might cry at any moment.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen?”
“Me… It feels like I saved a country in my past life. No, it seems like I saved the world.”
Tears welled up in Eunjae’s eyes as he suddenly raised his head.
“That’s right, my husband is so perfect, and even my mother-in-law. How can everything be so perfect?”
“What, I was genuinely surprised. I thought you were secretly living as a daughter-in-law without me knowing.”
“I felt so uncomfortable because of the postponed wedding, but my mother actually said it was better this way. She said that once you recover, we can have the wedding then. I almost cried, enduring it all.”
Eunjae’s trembling voice revealed his emotional state. His sniffles could be heard. Sunwoo found it too cute and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Sunwoo placed both his hands gently on Eunjae’s cheeks. Using his thumb, he lightly traced Eunjae’s eyes and softly pressed their lips together.
With lips that seemed to touch any moment now, Sunwoo whispered.
“I feel like I’m going to die.”
“…”
“Now stop sulking and let’s go up.”
They hadn’t even reached the third floor yet.
From the stairs connecting the second and third floors, Sunwoo’s hands were busy.
Swiftly unbuttoning his shirt, Sunwoo persistently followed Eunjae’s lips.
“Ha… Mr. Sunwoo, wait a moment. To the bedroom, let’s go to the bedroom.”
“Later.”
In the meantime, the shirt he had casually thrown off slid down the stairs.
Sunwoo’s urgently moving hands began to unbutton Eunjae’s blouse as they reached the stairs connecting the second and third floors.
“Professor, are you here?”
Startled by the voice coming from the first floor, Eunjae, who had separated his lips, nudged Sunwoo’s chest.
It was Madam Seongsan’s voice. His words about poor soundproofing might be true.
Sunwoo picked up the shirt that had fallen down the stairs, pressing it against his face while Eunjae wiped away the heat from his face.
“Yeah.”
Taking a deep breath with a face full of heat, Sunwoo straightened his shirt, pressing against the wall, he let out a suppressed groan.
“Oh, are you in pain?”
“Don’t ask. We should put a door on the stairs. Even though it’s a honeymoon, we have to be cautious. What kind of nonsense is this?”
Heat that still hadn’t subsided emanated from his voice, mixed with a sigh.
“You left your phone in the dining room. Calls kept coming, so I brought it.”
Eunjae muttered in response to the following Madam Seongsan’s voice.
“Oh, the phone…”
“Fool. I told you to go to the room, right?”
It seems like she was in a hurry, leaving things behind and coming here.
“Go down quickly.”
At this rate, he felt like he was being teased to death.
Sunwoo, who had already unbuttoned a couple of buttons on the blouse, continued to slowly unbutton the remaining buttons while Eunjae stared at him intently.
With flushed cheeks and her eyes, which had become slightly unfocused, Eunjae revived the heat that seemed to have cooled.
“I’ll go wash up first.”
“…”
“Hurry up and come.”
Chuckling and clearing his throat, Sunwoo descended to the first floor. Throughout his descent, the image of Eunjae from a little while ago continued to linger in his mind.
That my wife had such a side.
The feeling of his face turning pale again surged. Sunwoo touched his hot forehead with his large hands.
As Sunwoo descended the stairs, Mrs. Seongsan handed him a mobile phone and a plate of fruit.
“Here you go. I cut some watermelon on the way here. It’s very sweet because it’s in season.”
“Thank you.”
Sunwoo accepted the items from Mrs. Seongsan, who was watching him attentively. Holding the fruit plate, he walked up the stairs and checked his phone.
There was one missed call and two text messages. One call and one message were from a security guard working in the guard room.
― I’ve sent the CCTV data via email as requested.
The remaining one was a message from the intern who was on duty in the intensive care unit today. He had relayed Sunwoo’s request to check a bit more carefully, and the message confirmed that they had done a recent vital sign check and everything was fine.
After checking all the messages, Sunwoo took a deep breath.
Am I asking too much, being overly sensitive? I hope what I’m thinking is wrong.
Thinking that, Sunwoo stopped on the second-floor staircase and opened his email.
In the CCTV footage, Hyeji hesitated for a long time in front of Miran’s room, then opened the door and entered. Shortly after, she quickly rushed out.
Her shouting toward the station, going back into the room, and eventually quickly entering the room with other medical staff were all captured.
Sunwoo stopped the CCTV and looked back.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
After entering, Hyeji came out of the room in just 3 seconds. Too short a time to carry out any significant action.
Sunwoo slowly brushed his bangs aside as he washed his face.
“What are you doing there?”
Eunjae’s voice softened Sunwoo’s expression, which had been serious until a moment ago. Slowly shifting gazes finally stopped at the narrow white slip.
The smooth skin blurred the vision, and the faint fragrance of shower cologne shook Sunwoo’s mind.
So you’ve decided to be bold today.
“Oh, it’s watermelon.”
“I can’t see anything but watermelon.”
Thump, thump, thump—Sunwoo quickly ascended the stairs, prompting Eunjae to scream and run away.
Placing the watermelon plate on the living room table and seizing Eunjae, who hadn’t gotten far, Sunwoo lifted her up with a flourish, showering her with small kisses as they headed towards the bedroom.
Her figure lying on the bed was insanely beautiful.
In the moment when Sunwoo’s lips were about to meet hers again,
“Professor, my dear sir. It’s time for dinner.”
The voice of the kitchen auntie brought them to a temporary halt, and belatedly, Eunjae burst into laughter.
“It’s only been a while since we had lunch, and you’re already talking about dinner…”
“It seems today is just one of those days.”
“Well, no big deal. Put on some clothes and come out.”
Afterward, Eunjae gently pulled the straps of the slip she was wearing.
“And don’t forget this.”
With rings on her fingers, Sunwoo swiftly descended the stairs as Eunjae handed him a coat.
When they opened the main entrance of the main house, everyone was crowded in the living room, perhaps because dinner preparations were still incomplete.
“You’re here? Come in quickly. Let’s eat.”
Ignoring Eunjeong’s words, Sunwoo, who was standing there, reopened the closed front door.
“We won’t be coming inside today.”
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
