Eun Jung didn’t ask further, but they both seemed to understand the implication of her words.
As Sun Woo paused to sip his herbal tea and met Eun Jung’s eyes, she discreetly watched his expressions and quietly said in a creeping voice.
“Well, it’s because you say you’re going to register for marriage without even introducing her first.”
“It’s not like that.”
Sun Woo calmly continued his response, only then taking a sip of his herbal tea.
“She’s still young, and it’s good between us now. So don’t rush her either.”
“Who said I was rushing her?”
Eun Jung, who had been watching Sun Woo’s lips touching and then leaving the teacup, quickly asked.
“Is it good?”
“It’s good.”
Eun Jung, who had been observing Sun Woo’s expression, cautiously asked him.
“Sun Woo, does she know about your Obsessive Compulsive Disorder?”
Wondering if the reason their previous encounter didn’t go well was due to his OCD.
Eun Jung was internally bothered by this, feeling as if it was entirely her fault.
In response to Eun Jung’s words full of worry, Sun Woo slowly put down the teacup he was sipping from and answered.
“It doesn’t bother me to hold her hand.”
“Really? Oh my, it must be destiny!”
“What destiny…”
Eun Jung was overjoyed, making a fuss. ‘You’ve finally met your true partner, it must be a match made in heaven, how could such a thing happen,’ she exclaimed.
Seizing the moment, Sun Woo adjusted his posture towards Eun Jung as if he had something important to say.
Eun Jung didn’t know why he was making such a pause to say something, but she leaned in towards Sun Woo, ready to listen to whatever he had to say.
“I’ll bring her to the dinner next week. Please tell grandfather.”
“That’s not a problem.”
As Eun Jung laughed and gulped down her tea, Sun Woo inserted his index finger between the necktie knot that he had been tightening. Loosening his tie slightly to create a gap between his shirt and tie, Sun Woo reached out for his herbal tea cup again.
“My father passed away a long time ago, and my mother’s health is a bit poor, so she’s hospitalized in Yeonlim.”
Eun Jung’s expression became serious in an instant. Sun Woo, having anticipated this, remained unshaken. He continued speaking in a calm voice, unfazed.
“She’s an ordinary woman. Please refrain from asking too many questions during the meal.”
Eun Jung let out a deep sigh and looked at Sun Woo with a worried face.
“Sun Woo, if this is about the hospital, don’t. Your mom thinks you’re more precious.”
“I need it. You know, it’s my dream. That hospital is everything to me.”
Watching Sun Woo continue his sentence and take a sip of his tea with a slight smile, Eun Jung let out a deep breath without saying anything.
“The Ms. Song I know is not the type to judge people. It was really hard for me to win her heart. So, help me.”
Looking at Eun Jung’s face filled with worry, Sun Woo hesitated for a moment, then placated her by placing her hand on his palm and gently stroking it. Chills ran through his body, but he struggled to hide his expression.
Eun Jung tried to pull her hand away with a surprised face, but Sun Woo’s grip only tightened.
“Just look at one thing.”
This might be an opportunity that won’t come again.
“She’s the one I love.”
Eun Jae was sitting alone at a dining table where two sets of spoons were placed.
She had prepared the meal and was waiting, but it seemed like he was running late. Eun Jae alternately looked at the silent phone and the clock.
He said he was stopping by his family home.
“Did you have a meal there?”
If he was running late, he could have at least given me a heads up.
It’s not like we share such trivial things, but…
It wasn’t like I was worn out waiting for him, nor did I feel any regret not having a meal together.
In fact, eating alone was much more comfortable than sitting across from a man and eating.
Looking at the man’s empty seat and the spoon set in front of it, I averted my gaze. Eun Jae reached out with her chopsticks to the side dishes she had prepared. These were side dishes that the lady from the family home had sent in the morning.
After putting a mouthful of chilled Shepherd’s Purse salad, which had a subtle perilla oil scent, the scent of Shepherd’s Purse came up along with a hint of spring. Each time she put a side dish in her mouth, Eun Jae’s eyebrows narrowed, and she repeatedly let out exclamations of admiration.
How can each ingredient retain its inherent flavor so vividly?
“I wish I could eat with my mom.”
I wonder if she would teach me if I ask her after marriage.
Eun Jae’s lips, which had been busily moving, gradually slowed down, then eventually stopped.
“I was determined to say thank you today.”
Looking back, it seemed she had never thanked him. Although there were countless things to be thankful for, she was hung up on the harsh words that sprang out of her guilty conscience.
The words the man had said some time ago also played a part.
“Just a word of thanks would do.”
So, why is it so hard for me to say that?
“You’re also stubborn for no reason. Do you know that?”
I know, alright?
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
