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Tae-ha generally avoided most social gatherings, but he especially hated couple events. The thought of other men looking at Ji-soo—his Ji-soo, who was so beautiful it drove him insane—made his blood boil.
For events where couples were mandatory, he’d often go alone like a widower, make a brief appearance, and leave immediately.
But today, he had informed Ji-soo that they would attend their university’s 100th-anniversary celebration together. The reason? A confession Ji-soo had made on his birthday a few days ago.
“The gift I want most is something you already know.”
Like any other morning, Ji-soo sat on the bed, straightening her husband’s tie. Tae-ha, perfectly put together for work, contrasted sharply with her—still drowsy, hair messy, barely awake after a long night.
At first, she had been embarrassed by this and tried waking up before him, but she quickly gave up.
How could she possibly compete with a machine-like man who slept less than her, woke up earlier, and sometimes didn’t sleep at all before heading to work?
Today, too, she felt a little embarrassed, but if she just accepted it, there was comfort and happiness in letting go.
Tae-ha gazed at his drowsy wife with adoring eyes before mischievously untying the ribbon on her nightgown.
“I don’t like clothes with too many ribbons and buttons.”
Why bother with something he was just going to take off anyway? Most of the ribbons and buttons on Ji-soo’s clothes were destroyed by Tae-ha, yet they kept multiplying like weeds.
“You’d like it better if I didn’t wear anything, huh?”
Ji-soo scrunched her nose. She wanted to scold her husband for his morning antics, but if she provoked him now, she’d have to embarrassingly call their driver, Kim, to delay his arrival by two hours.
Tae-ha’s fingers traced the curve of her body before slipping inside. Holding Ji-soo’s soft skin felt like touching freshly steamed dumplings—hot, plump, and impossible to resist.
As he kneaded her and kissed her, the ribbon between her breasts swayed gently.
“Hng… You have to go to work now.”
Tae-ha reluctantly licked his lips and let her go. If he pushed that flimsy nightgown aside right now and sank his teeth into her sweet flesh, today would be the best birthday ever.
Leaving for work always felt like a breakup. While he forced himself into the car, Ji-soo looked completely unbothered, making him feel like a man getting dumped by the woman he loved every single day.
“I’ll come home early. Tomorrow’s my birthday, so be ready.”
“Be ready” included a hot night. It was also a warning that she wouldn’t be leaving the bedroom.
Before Tae-ha returned, Ji-soo would have to drop off their son with his grandmother.
“Say goodbye to Yeon-su before you leave, okay?”
Thanks to Ji-soo’s nagging, Tae-ha had gotten better at playing the role of a doting father. But that was as far as it went. The love and attention he poured onto his wife didn’t extend to their son.
Even though the boy babbled ”Daddy, Daddy” more than ”Mommy.”
“Got it.”
Tae-ha pulled Ji-soo close and kissed her smooth skin. He nibbled her soft neck before trailing down to her chest and lower stomach.
“Ji-soo, I love you.”
At his sudden confession, Ji-soo shivered. She knew that once Tae-ha got like this, no amount of pushing him away would work—even if he was about to leave for work.
Falling for her wicked husband’s trap, Ji-soo was dragged back onto the bed. Tae-ha flipped up the nightgown he’d been eyeing resentfully and pinned her playful, resisting lips with the fabric.
“I’ll let go if you make a pretty sound.”
Chuckling, Tae-ha slowly devoured her trembling body. As heat pooled between them, he pushed into her softened entrance. His carefully knotted tie and pressed shirt crumpled under his rough movements.
Just as he kissed her knee and lifted one of her legs—
The bedroom door opened.
Yeon-su toddled in.
Ji-soo jolted and shoved Tae-ha’s shoulder away.
“Tae-ha! Wait!”
“Daddy! Daddy! Gaah, Daddy!”
In a panic, Ji-soo scrambled off the bed and scooped up their son. Even in his mother’s arms, Yeon-su wriggled his chubby arms, reaching for his father.
Suppressing his frustration, Tae-ha stood and fixed Ji-soo’s nightgown before taking Yeon-su from her. Their son, who had inherited his father’s rapid growth, was already too heavy for Ji-soo to carry comfortably.
Yeon-su, who adored his father, smacked wet kisses all over Tae-ha’s face—the same face that had just been between Ji-soo’s legs. As she wiped their son’s drool with a handkerchief, Ji-soo smiled.
“Yeon-su, Daddy’s going to work. Be good for Mommy, okay?”
Despite the same half-hearted farewell every day, Yeon-su giggled and responded with another sloppy kiss.
How can he love his stoic father this much? Watching her son’s one-track devotion, Ji-soo remembered how she had once looked at Tae-ha the same way—with unwavering love.
“What? Something to say?”
Not missing the shift in her expression, Tae-ha asked while patting their son’s bottom.
“Just thinking how much our baby takes after me.”
“Why leave me out?”
It was cute how he felt left out over something like this. Ji-soo laughed lightly.
“You’re more petty than you look. Cha Tae-ha, don’t think I’ve forgotten how you rejected my confession and hurt me so many times while we were working together. I remember everything.”
“There’s no way I would’ve rejected your confession unless I was out of my mind.”
“Tch, then I guess you were out of your mind.”
Ji-soo wasn’t one to lie, and Tae-ha wasn’t one to deny the truth.
“Huh? He’s asleep. Falls right asleep when I hold him.”
Though generally well-behaved, Yeon-su was especially happy when his father held him—eating, playing, and sleeping with a blissful smile.
“We’ll finish that conversation when I get home.”
Tae-ha laid their son in his crib and left the house—still painfully unsatisfied.
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As promised, Tae-ha left work early and headed straight to the main house where Ji-soo and Yeon-su were waiting. He’d rather spend even a few extra minutes with Ji-soo than waste time at home alone.
After dinner, they shared wine at Stephan’s bar. As Ji-soo recounted the infamous rejection story she’d been holding back, Tae-ha frowned.
“Something’s not adding up.”
“It’s true! Everyone there heard it, and the whole school was buzzing about it for weeks. And you’re telling me you didn’t even know?”
Tae-ha trusted Ji-soo’s words completely, but this made no sense.
He had been diligent in his studies but indifferent to campus life. He hadn’t even known until today that Ji-soo’s confession had happened during the school festival.
“So… was it hard for you to go to school because of me?”
“Hard? More like… I just accepted it. You were so out of my league, after all. It stung when people said I didn’t know my place, but… it’s all in the past now. Just a memory.”
Tae-ha grabbed her hand, which was dangerously tilting her wineglass. With his other hand, he cupped her chin and pulled her closer.
“Who said that to you?”
“Why? Gonna track them down and scold them?”
Tae-ha smirked—because “scolding” was the last thing on his mind. His thumb traced her round chin before brushing her lips—so soft, they probably tasted sweeter than the wine.
“Honestly, there were so many, I don’t even remember.”
“Let’s go to the 100th-anniversary event. Together.”
“I thought couple events were an absolute no?”
“I need to show those bastards who mocked you that Cha Tae-ha is yours.”
Ji-soo laughed, her teeth on full display. Even though it had hurt, in the end, she had gotten Tae-ha.
“And confess to me again.”
“Huh?”
“Say what you said back then. This time, I’ll kneel and answer you properly.”
Whether it was the alcohol or his sweet words, Ji-soo’s cheeks flushed. Even though it had been over ten years, she had practiced that confession countless times—it was as vivid as if it had happened today.
“Sunbae. Do you have a minute?”
Tae-ha gazed at his shy wife tenderly and nodded.
“No. Back then… you said you were busy and told me to leave.”
“I told you to leave?”
Ji-soo burst into laughter like a mischievous child.
“Well, not exactly ‘leave.’ You just said, ‘I’m busy,’ with this annoyed face and told me to talk another time if I had something to say.”
“Alright, junior. I have time now. What did you want to say?”
Smiling, Ji-soo continued the words from that day.
“I really like you, sunbae.”
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“Next time.”
Tae-ha turned away coldly. It was the last day of the festival, and the campus was alive with drunken shouts and music.
Ji-soo had thought that if she didn’t confess now, she’d never get another chance. It’s dark, I’m drunk, and I’m brave. And fate led me to you today.
“Are you busy? Then just five minutes. No—one minute is enough!”
“Make it quick.”
Letting out an irritated sigh, Tae-ha finally spared her a glance.
“I like you, sunbae. I’m not saying this to burden you, just… that’s how I feel.”
“Don’t flatter yourself. I’ve never thought about you enough to feel burdened.”
The cold rejection sent chills down her spine. She didn’t even notice how quiet it had gotten around them. Tae-ha turned and walked toward the parking lot, leaving behind a long shadow that lingered beside Ji-soo for a long time.
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