episode_0220

“…Anyway, I don’t like it.”

Yeoreum kicked down the door of the conference room with all her might, but stopped in place before taking a few steps.

‘What am I doing…? Like a fool… .’

I was frustrated and disliked the attitude of women who couldn’t show their true intentions and just wanted to be recognized, but when I looked back, I realized that I was no different from the women I disliked.

Because I don’t want to appear weak.

Because I want to be confident.

Because I’m embarrassed.

I had a lot of excuses, but I couldn’t erase the worry that I would look frustrated like that.

“Ha….”

I’m afraid that seeing Hanseong like this will make me fall out of love with him, and at the same time, I feel sorry for myself for not being honest… .

Even though I shook my head to erase the thoughts that were sinking further and further into the quagmire, the depression that had clung to me did not go away.

‘Pathetic…’

I have lived my life confident that I am not lacking in anything, whether it be my looks or body. In fact, all of that was just the illusion of a frog in a well, just like in the military.

Nayoung is pretty and young, and even has a special sense of makeup and fashion, so I inadvertently envy her.

White flowers… I still hate them, but I couldn’t deny the fact that white flowers are pretty.

Of course, other women in Hanseong as well.

ability?

His self-esteem, which was sky-high after becoming a talented person, quickly plummeted to the ground when all of Hansung’s other lovers also became talented.

‘What’s left for me…?’

‘key?’

The image of Darae’s dress kept coming to mind.

Unlike hers, her breasts were puffy and puffy, and perhaps because of that, her waist looked even slimmer.

Pelvis too…

‘under….’

We inevitably end up comparing.

Unlike other kids, Darae is especially different.

That’s right, Yeoreum thought that Darae and herself were similar in many ways.

He was the leader of a group,

He is a talented person.

Even the image of looking easy-going on the outside.

They say that if you meet a doppelganger, one of them must die, but as the saying goes, wouldn’t one of them die in Hanseong’s heart?

I was so scared of summer.

He was squatting in the hallway, unable to even leave his seat, but soon the door burst open and Hanseong’s shouts echoed throughout the hallway.

“Midsummer!!!”

His rough voice made me think he might not follow.

Tears streamed down my face as I heard a cry of urgency.

‘Ugh… I feel stupid… If this is going to happen, I might as well run out.’

A stupid woman who harasses a man to confirm her love.

Even though I thought it was pathetic that I was such a pathetic woman, my heart was racing and I came to understand how those women felt.

“Ha… But I didn’t go far.”

“…….”

I slightly raised my head to see if he was angry, but I couldn’t find any anger on his face.

Rather, he looks full of worry.

The deep wrinkles between his eyebrows clearly revealed his worries.

‘I guess you’re not angry…?’

The words spoken in anger were clearly harsh and cruel.

[That woman can’t even be called an ally.]

The alliance, the younger brother included in it.

The other day, when I thought Winter was dead, it felt like the sky had fallen…

I don’t think it was an appropriate thing to say to Darae, who had suffered such trauma.

Thoughts…

‘Still, I hate you… but if you ask me to at least apologize…’

Just imagining it makes me sad and my mouth is watering.

As she became depressed and buried her face again, Hanseong’s rough hand lightly pressed her head.

“Summer.”

“…….”

“Midsummer!”

“…Why.”

When the blunt answer comes out, Hansung laughs and taps her head a few more times.

“Shall we talk?”

“…Yes.”

Light atmosphere and friendly voice.

For Yeoreum, who was worried that she might be hated, such lightness actually felt like a relief.

“Tskcha~!”

A hand comes up from under the squatting knee, and then raises it up.

A shy attitude that says to hug a princess.

He is not short at 170cm.

His face naturally turned red because he thought that such a posture did not suit him.

“…Isn’t it heavy?”

“Is it heavy?”

“Well….”

The tension melts away in everyday conversation, making it feel as if what just happened a moment ago was a dream.

Yeoreum unconsciously raised her hand and stroked Hanseong’s face.

“Why are you handsome?”

“…What do you say, you’re not handsome at all?”

“Really?”

I didn’t hate him because he smiled happily despite the blunt answer.

“It just looks scary.”

“…Hey. It’s scary… .”

Even though he frowned slightly, he tried to furrow his eyebrows as if he was bothered by the word scary.

That appearance felt a little naive today.

‘Are you watching me…?’

When they arrived at the room, Hanseong gently put her down and took the seat next to her.

Deeply-

The bed tilted to one side due to its weight.

Summer didn’t bother to raise her body, which was naturally inclined.

“Summer.”

“…Yes.”

Even though her name was only called, Summer’s voice was already a little dreamy.

Just the two of us.

The warm sunlight shining outside the window and her body lying on her shoulder were making her feel even more soft.

“Can you tell me why?”

“…….”

When I told him my true feelings openly, I suddenly became speechless.

I was embarrassed because I felt like a child throwing a tantrum to be loved, and at the same time, my pride was hurt because I felt like I was admitting that I was inferior to Darae in terms of appearance.

While he was still talking, Hanseong asked back in a slightly more serious voice than before.

“Is it difficult? Is it because of the child?”

“Oh, no!!!”

“…No?”

A slightly suspicious look passed by, but Hansung also shook his head and shook off the negative thoughts.

“Do you think that half-brothers are not brothers? Sohyun or Dayoung….”

“That’s not it…!!!”

Yeoreum hurriedly waved her hand and cut off Hanseong’s words.

“…Then?”

Two if possible. If I were to be greedy, three.

I was just saying that I wanted to have at least two children from Hanseong…

Rather than ‘I want to have more children’… just ‘I’m afraid the baby will be lonely.’

It was just a little easier and more convenient to say.

“That… So….”

“So?”

Hanseong waits for an answer.

The room becomes increasingly filled with silence, and as time passes, it only becomes harder to answer.

Eventually, Hanseong, who thought the silence was positive, continued talking again in a serious voice.

“I think it’s inevitable to be worried. They are all my children, but that doesn’t mean Summer is your child… .”

Hanseong speaks with a serious pause.

Summer quickly covered his mouth.

“That’s just what they say!!!”

“Marie?”

Yeoreum’s face turned even redder at the vague answer that came out through the hand covering her mouth.

There is no time to hesitate anymore, so I close my eyes and scream.

“I wanted to have a second child too. Why!!! You dumbass!!!”

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A moment of silence passed by.

Hanseong’s eyes grew twice as big.

Yeoreum, who couldn’t just watch that expression, buried her head in Hanseong’s lap.

“Ugh…!!!”

Unable to bear the shame, a faint moan comes out naturally.

The shame rises even higher because of the moans that can be clearly heard even in one’s own ears.

“Second…?! You haven’t even given birth yet.”

“…….”

Even when I pinch his side and tell him not to talk, he remains firm.

The sturdy body wasn’t even scratched by the gourd.

“Then what about Actinidia? Why do you hate it? Since I am a concubine, I naturally thought it would be a child issue…”

“…You’re pretty.”

“So?”

The question came back vaguely, as if he had absolutely no understanding of what was being said.

“You’re prettier than me…! Our personalities are similar…! I don’t like being compared.”

“Huh??? What?”

“ has bigger breasts… and bigger pelvis…”

An answer that is too natural to be pretentious.

Yeoreum liked Hanseong’s answer.

Summer continues her conversation as if to explain in more detail why she didn’t understand.

Hanseong caught her and made her sit in his arms.

“Summer.”

“…Why.”

Holding me tightly in my arms, I can feel Hanseong’s breath calmly in my ear.

Warm embrace.

soft voice.

“You are pretty.”

“Lie. The other girls are much prettier…”

“No? And cute is even cuter~?”

“…….”

At some point, I kept hearing the words “cute” and now it feels like a compliment.

so.

Those words didn’t feel like completely empty words.

“…what?”

“Isn’t it cute that you want to have a second child because your stomach is bulging?”

“…….”

He swung his elbow back and tried to hit his side, but the more he resisted, the more he returned, the only thing that came back was his tight arm.

“More… I’m a little anxious.”

“Are you anxious?”

“…ung.”

I was held tightly in his arms and heard compliments whispered in my ear.

“He’s so tall, he looks like a model.”

“…again.”

“Legs. Yeoreum’s legs are a work of art.”

“…again?”

“Tightening? I guess strengthening the lower body…! hey! Is it okay if you ask and hit me?”

“If you don’t want to be hit, just turn around and say it! Again…!”

“Again…?”

Thinking that I couldn’t do it anymore, I shouted “again…!”, but Hanseong kept spitting out different answers each time.

voice.

expression.

Eyelashes.

It’s a small thing… but because all of those things were each of his characteristics,

The fact that you know all those things…

it was good.

“Good.”

“Really?!!”

Hanseong, who accepted Yeoreum’s good words as permission, shouted loudly and was happy, but before he could even rejoice, the words that followed embarrassed him.

“I didn’t say I would allow it?”

“…huh?”

“I won’t allow it. Are you still going to ignore it and get married?”

I was anxious to see what would happen if he nodded, but fortunately Hansung was only scratching the back of his head with an embarrassed expression on his face.

“…Isn’t that something you won’t do for the rest of your life?”

Watching you do “?”

Summer smiles brightly and raises her middle finger.

Hanseong could only burst into laughter at the lively appearance.

“I will do well~”

“Yes~!”

A permission that I thought was easy.

Hanseong did not realize that the approval would be subject to a unanimous vote and would haunt him for the rest of his life.