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“I told her that if something like this happens again, then the Baedo Group lawyer won’t be involved, and she’ll have to hire her own. I also made it clear that I will use every means to sue her.”

“Seok-kyung-ssi...”

“I can’t forgive anyone who hurts you, whether it’s through actions or words. I told her to please stay still if she doesn’t want to create a situation where lawsuits go back and forth between mother and child.”

Eun-chae’s heart ached.

Still, she was the mother who had given birth to him, raised him, and cared for him. She couldn’t even fathom how much Seok-kyung’s heart must ache to say such harsh things to his own mother.

“So please, calm your anger, Mother.”

“Is it definite? Our Eun-chae won’t hear or be subjected to such things again, right?”

“Of course. I will take responsibility.”

“...Alright.”

Hearing Seok-kyung’s firm reply, her mother lay down in bed.

“I’m tired. Both of you, go out. I want to sleep.”

“Yes, rest well.”

Seok-kyung replied with a slightly sighing voice and left the bedroom with Eun-chae.

“I’m sorry.”

Eun-chae apologized, unable to even look properly at Seok-kyung, her heart aching too much.

Seok-kyung hadn’t lost anything material by going to Madam Cha, but now he had truly lost his ‘mother’, hadn’t he?

That void would be significant, and Eun-chae was troubled, unsure if she could fill that space completely.

She herself had a past where she resented her mother every time she caused trouble but couldn’t let go because she was her mother, so she could understand how much pain Seok-kyung must be feeling to completely cut ties with his mother.

Then, Seok-kyung gently lifted her chin with his finger and kissed her lips.

“Don’t say that. I’m just angry that I put you in such a situation again.”

Eun-chae hugged Seok-kyung’s waist tightly. His warm embrace soothed her aching heart.

Perhaps he was receiving comfort through her body heat as well. Was this much comfort really enough?

The arms that held her tightly seemed to answer yes.

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“Okay, groom. Look this way - smile a little wider - a little more, a little more -”

Eun-chae apologized, unable to even look properly at Seok-kyung, her heart aching too much.

Eun-chae hugged Seok-kyung’s waist tightly. His warm embrace soothed her aching heart.

A flash went off, but the photographer, after checking the monitor, shook his head.

Thirty minutes had already passed since the shoot began, but Seok-kyung’s face was still stiff.

Playing the role of a model in front of so many people was no easy task.

Moreover, the awkwardness was amplified because he had to stand in front of the camera alone while Eun-chae was still getting ready.

“Why are you so stiff? Groom, if you keep taking pictures like this, we won’t finish even by tomorrow.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to shoot with the bride and then do the individual shots later?”

“That’s fine, but it’ll get even later...”

The photographer, checking the watch on his wrist, noticed Secretary Won giving him a look and instantly changed his expression.

“Since the president wants to do it that way, then let’s wait for the bride and proceed with the couple shoot first. Everyone, take a break!”

As soon as the photographer disappeared, Secretary Won scurried over and wiped the sweat from Seok-kyung’s forehead with a tissue.

“Didn’t I tell you that you didn’t have to come?”

“There aren’t many people who take care of the groom at a wedding. I know that, so I came.”

Secretary Won sighed, acting like a wedding senior.

“If that photographer acts rudely, just use your power as president to buy this entire studio. I only like his skills, just his skills.”

Seok-kyung chuckled, looking at the muttering Secretary Won.

Instead of having another wedding ceremony, as Eun-chae wished, they decided to definitely do a wedding photoshoot and go on a honeymoon again.

Today was the first part of that, the wedding photoshoot they hadn’t done before.

After a slight commotion, Eun-chae entered the studio with the wedding assistants.

They had chosen the dress and tuxedo she would wear today together before the shoot, but when Seok-kyung saw Eun-chae, he felt like his heart stopped.

The pure white wedding dress suited her fair skin perfectly, and her slender figure, exposed shoulders, and collarbones drew a beautiful curve.

And with her perfect makeup and hair, she looked like a princess who had stepped out of a fairy tale.

That such a beautiful woman was his wife.

His heart pounded with overwhelming emotion, and his face flushed.

“Did you wait for me?”

“Huh? Yeah...”

“Are you hot? Your face is red.”

Eun-chae, oblivious, placed her hand on Seok-kyung’s forehead.

“You don’t have a fever.”

“It’s because you’re so beautiful.”

“Yes?”

“It’s because you’re beautiful.”

“Oh, really, Seok-kyung-ssi...”

Eun-chae’s pure white face flushed with embarrassment. Seok-kyung gently caressed her cheek with his hand.

What if they skipped the photoshoot and just went straight to the bedroom?

The moment he had that thought, flash! The camera flashed.

The photographer, who had returned unnoticed, had taken a picture of the two of them.

“The atmosphere was perfect just now. Hearts were practically flying out of your eyes as you looked at each other! This is the joy of doing a wedding photoshoot!”

Seok-kyung and Eun-chae burst into laughter at the photographer’s excited chatter.

“Alright, let’s start the couple shoot like this. The atmosphere is great, so shall we start with a kiss, you two?”

“Yes?”

“Oh you, blushing again. Now, groom, put your arms around the bride’s waist. Kiss naturally—”

So many people are here, and Secretary Won is watching too. This is awkward.

But seeing Eun-chae’s eyelashes flutter as she waited for him to approach made him feel inexplicably happy again.

As he slowly lowered his head, she gently closed her eyes.

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Eun-chae held the framed wedding photo on the shelf and gazed at it intently.

It was her favorite picture.

A black and white close-up of their faces, so close they looked like they were about to kiss, their noses almost touching.

“What are you looking at so intently?”

Seok-kyung asked from behind, his arms wrapping around Eun-chae’s waist, she hadn’t even noticed him approach.

“Looking at this photo again?”

“Yes.”

“It must be quite the favorite.”

“It’s just... whenever I look at this picture, I think it’s so beautiful.”

She placed the frame back on the shelf, turned around, and put her hands on Seok-kyung’s shoulders.

He had come home early for the first time in a while, and his hair was wet from the shower. His bare legs stretched straight beneath his bathrobe.

“You’re beautiful even without looking at the photo.”

“No, not that.”

“Not that, then what?”

“Just... being with you like this feels like a dream, and if there’s a scene I’ll remember even after I wake up from this dream, I thought it would be this photo.”

“A dream?”

Eun-chae nodded.

Actually, she had a vague fear that all of this was a long dream, and that someday she would wake up from it and return to reality.

In that reality, of course, Seok-kyung wouldn’t be by her side.

If that were the case, she wouldn’t be able to remember everything in this dream, and that’s why the wedding photo in the frame kept catching her eye.

If she ever woke up, she wanted to remember at least this photo. Because it was the most beautiful photo, capturing their most beautiful moment.

Well, that was how she felt.

“I imprint myself on you every night, and all of this feels like a dream?”

Eun-chae smiled softly at Seok-kyung’s incredulous question.

“There are also steamy dreams, you know.”

“Ha, so now it’s just a steamy dream?”

“Not like that...”

“Then a dream that never ends will do, right?”

Seok-kyung asked back, cutting off Eun-chae’s attempt to explain.

“A dream that never ends?”

“Yeah. Even if all of this is happening in a dream. Even if someone shakes you violently in reality to wake you up, it’ll be a dream that never breaks.”

“But can a dream really never break even if someone shakes you violently?”

“It can.”

Seok-kyung answered firmly, with confidence she didn’t know where it came from.

“If this dream is so good that you cast a spell saying it has to be reality, then it will be.”

“A spell saying it has to be reality... What’s that spell?”

“Me.”

“Huh? You?”

“Yeah, me.”

Seok-kyung hugged Eun-chae’s waist tightly, pressing their bodies together.

“Don’t tell me that spell is ultimately that?”

Realizing what he meant by the spell, she blushed and laughed.

“Nothing beats sex. Because sex is the best way to show you just how much I cherish, love, and adore you.”

“Oh, really.”

Eun-chae’s hand, which playfully tried to tap Seok-kyung’s chest with her fist, was caught by his hand.

His face, which had lost its smile, turned serious as he lowered his head.

He pecked her upper lip, then pulled away. But his face, still close enough for her to feel his breath and their noses to touch, approached again.

This time, he kissed her more firmly, crushing their lips together. Their bodies rubbed against each other, his arms tightly around her waist.

His moist, hot, and yielding tongue slipped between her lips.

“Haa-”

“Haa-”

Gasping for breath, they pulled apart for a moment, exhaling the breaths they had been holding.

The corners of Seok-kyung’s lips, glistening with saliva, twitched upwards slightly, and Eun-chae gently lifted his bathrobe and placed her hand on his center.

When she grasped his engorged member, his brow furrowed slightly, and she saw him clench his teeth.

His hands moved busily, lifting the hem of her skirt and slipping beneath her underwear.

As if tormenting each other, but also driving towards the peak of pleasure, their hands gradually increased in speed.

“Ah, wait..., Seok-kyung-ssi, hng.”

This time, she really wanted to bring him to climax first.

In the end, she was the first to reach her peak again, collapsing limply onto Seok-kyung’s body.

“How was it? Did the spell work well?”

Eun-chae, still holding his member, squeezed it slightly at his breathy, teasing question.

“Ugh.”

“Not yet. Not yet, it’s not enough...”

“Let’s go to bed.”

Seok-kyung suddenly scooped up Eun-chae in his arms.

Clinging tightly to his neck, she realized once again. The ending to this overwhelming happiness would never come.

<“Brutal Reunion” Main Story End>