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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: Keeps Getting on My Nerves
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“Yu Yi Yeon. Why’d you come running over like that?”
Do-hyun turned Yi Yeon, whom he was holding, to face him.
He gently straightened out her disheveled bangs, one strand at a time.
He even removed her crooked glasses for a moment, lifting them off her face.
Yi Yeon simply closed her eyes and let his touch guide her, staying still.
“Were you that desperate to see me?”
Yi Yeon pressed her lips together and slowly nodded up and down.
She didn’t even need to open her eyes to feel the smile spreading across Do-hyun’s mouth.
Do-hyun ran his thumb over her neatly arched eyebrows.
Then his hand trailed down, softly rubbing the indentation left by her glasses on her nose bridge.
After a while, Yi Yeon took his hand and pulled it away from her face.
“You were hiding here.”
“Not that hard to find.”
Brushing off Do-hyun’s smug remark, the two got into the car.
Click.
The moment Yi Yeon buckled her seatbelt instinctively upon getting in, Do-hyun unfastened it again.
Yi Yeon looked at him with eyes full of bewilderment, as if to ask what he was doing.
Do-hyun just stared at her silently.
Now that they were inside the car, where no one else could see Yi Yeon, his hidden jealousy and possessiveness burst forth. He gazed straight at her with eyes brimming with his emotions.
In the tightly sealed car that let in no sound, their gazes collided.
“Yu Yi Yeon.”
His low voice calling her name pierced refreshingly into her ears.
Do-hyun’s arm slid around her waist. She flinched at the touch wrapping around her, and his arm tightened even more.
“Yes.”
As Yi Yeon lifted her head, Do-hyun’s body and face drew closer. His arm extended all the way to the side of her thigh.
His body lowered, trapping her between his arms.
His hand, stretched out to the side, fumbled as if searching for something.
Soon, it found its target and lowered her seatback.
The backrest that should have supported her back flipped down toward the rear seat in an instant.
Yi Yeon’s defenseless body tilted backward with it.
The moment her back hit the seat, a warm heat touched her lips.
The subtle warmth, which seemed like it would linger only briefly, soon devoured her mouth. Yi Yeon wrapped her hands around the arms of the man ravishing her.
“Mmph.”
Do-hyun’s hand caressing her cheek was gentle, in stark contrast to how roughly he stirred inside her mouth. As she moved, he pressed his remaining hand firmly on the back of her head, holding her face in place.
No matter how she thought about it, the reason Do-hyun was pushing her like this could only be Ji-hu.
Do-hyun’s desire to possess her was fully infused in his breaths.
When she couldn’t keep up with his intense breathing and tried to pull away, he relentlessly wrapped around her again. In the confined space, there was only so far she could escape.
The hand that had been holding her head trailed down her face. A shiver ran through her entire body at his single gesture. His touch, which had been carefully stroking her waist, moved upward, making her flinch.
Do-hyun didn’t go further. It was as if he knew her heart wasn’t ready yet.
Yi Yeon realized it. Do-hyun was holding back and being considerate for her sake.
Whenever another man’s hand inevitably brushed against her, even knowing it meant nothing, memories of the past would surface, filling her with disgust. She’d even suspected innocent people, wondering what their intentions were.
She knew men paid little attention to her disguised appearance, yet the trauma lingered—every casual touch made her tense up and break out in cold sweat.
But with Do-hyun, there was no repulsion at all. If anything, she wanted to cling to him more, to be held tighter.
She wished he would wrap her up even more. She wouldn’t mind becoming one with him right then.
Each of his touches seemed infused with his feelings and sincerity for her. His warmth, bordering on scorching heat, always set her body ablaze.
‘So this is the feeling. Wanting to have everything of the other person.’
Do-hyun must feel the same.
She wanted all of Do-hyun. And she wanted him to take all of her.
But not here. They couldn’t go deeper than this in the car.
Unlike her thoughts, Do-hyun didn’t cross the line but delved even deeper. At this rate, her entire lips would be swallowed up.
Breathing became too difficult, so Yi Yeon tapped his forearm lightly. At the small vibration on his arm, Do-hyun lifted his head.
“Haa.”
Yi Yeon exhaled a long breath, panting roughly.
“That bastard keeps getting on my nerves.”
Do-hyun placed his hand on her cheek as she caught her breath.
“Ji-hu?”
“Don’t call him that.”
The endlessly tender look in his eyes turned fierce at her single word.
“Your eyes are getting cloudy. I don’t like it.”
“I get told my eyes are clear all the time.”
“You wanna test that?”
His eyebrows, arched high, showed no sign of coming down. Seeing his feelings revealed in their slight tremble, Yi Yeon smiled and reached up to stroke them.
“What should we do now?”
A pretty curve formed at the corner of Yi Yeon’s mouth.
She used her finger to lower Do-hyun’s raised eyebrow back to its place.
“This face suits you better.”
Seeing Yi Yeon smile at him, Do-hyun’s lips curved up too. He leaned in and pressed his lips to her small, rounded forehead.
“Seeing you sitting face-to-face like that, I couldn’t hold back from coming over.”
As expected, it had bothered him seeing her and Ji-hu at the same table.
“I figured.”
“Looking at these lips that chattered away with that fox all day... how could I stand it?”
“It’s only been a little while since work ended. We barely even talked!”
“Even one minute of Yu Yi Yeon’s time feels like my whole day stolen away.”
Since when had this man become so honest about his feelings?
Her heart pounded fiercely at Do-hyun’s jealous words.
“I don’t even like that you’re sharing your real self with him.”
“I told him I have a boyfriend.”
Do-hyun, who had been whispering against her forehead for a while, pulled back and looked at her. A deeper smile lingered on his lips than before.
“When did you do something so pretty?”
“When the Vice President was glaring at me with murderous eyes from the office?”
Do-hyun let out a pleased chuckle. Seeing his eyes crinkle so nicely made happiness bubble up in Yi Yeon too.
He was a man who found joy in such trivial things.
“But I feel a bit hurt.”
“What?”
The corners of her mouth, lifted high in bliss, drooped.
What could possibly make him feel hurt all of a sudden?
Yi Yeon widened her round eyes and looked at him curiously.
“You call that guy so casually, but why am I still ‘Vice President’ to you?”
“Oh...”
She’d used ‘Vice President’ for so long that it hadn’t occurred to her to change it. It just came naturally, but apparently it had bothered him.
Come to think of it, Do-hyun had long stopped calling her ‘Secretary Yu.’
But trying to change it suddenly felt awkward; the words wouldn’t come out.
“Hmm, what would be good? Honey?”
Ugh. Yi Yeon’s mouth fell open. A word she’d never imagined coming from Do-hyun slipped out.
The moment he called her ‘honey,’ her face flushed instinctively. His deep voice saying the pet name was so sweet she wanted to hear it forever.
“T-That’s... too soon!”
“Then, darling?”
“T-That’s even worse!”
“Oppa?”
No way. No matter what, she couldn’t say any of them. How could he say such embarrassing terms so casually? It was astonishing.
“T-That’s insanely hard! No, I need time.”
As Yi Yeon shook her head vigorously, Do-hyun chuckled softly.
“We’re married, so darling fits.”
“V-Vice President, you still call me ‘Yu Yi Yeon’ too!”
“That’s my pet name for you.”
“No one would think that’s a pet name.”
Do-hyun confidently showed her Yi Yeon’s contact saved in his phone.
‘My Yu Yi Yeon.’
Just those three letters of her name, with ‘My’ in front. Did he think adding ‘My’ made it a pet name?
“It is a pet name. First time I’ve saved anyone like this—you.”
Yi Yeon was speechless, feeling his shyness radiate through.
This man was serious.
“That’s touching. I didn’t know you’d even changed my contact name.”
“What about me?”
“......”
This was bad.
“What am I saved as?”
Yi Yeon’s eyes darted around in panic. Because...
‘Vice President.’
She couldn’t show him the blatantly indifferent ‘Vice President’ in her contacts.
“But what if someone sees ‘My Yu Yi Yeon’?”
“Then they see it.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to take out the name?”
“No.”
Do-hyun was firm. Continuing this conversation wouldn’t benefit Yi Yeon. Whether nicknames or contacts, they were topics she wasn’t ready for yet.
“Right, but why did you pretend not to know earlier? You didn’t say you’d be at the dinner.”
“I was planning to go secretly and keep an eye on things.”
Do-hyun grinned mischievously.
“Didn’t expect you to be sitting so close, though.”
Not close—we were just at the same table because that’s where the empty seat was...!
Feeling wronged, Yi Yeon pouted her lips instead of pouring out her protests.
“So now I’m soothing my flipped-out eyes with these lips.”
Do-hyun lowered his head again, bringing his face right up to her lips. He hovered there, as if deciding whether to devour them.
“We’re in the car.”
Yi Yeon gestured toward the window. She hadn’t noticed earlier, lost in his lips, but even parked in a secluded spot, people passed by occasionally.
“No one can see.”
“What if they can?”
“Don’t care.”
Yi Yeon sensed his lips descending again and closed her eyes.
But instead of returning to her lips, his face pulled away disappointingly.
He pecked her eyebrow with a smacking sound, then retreated to his seat.
It was an anticlimactic finish for the beastly man who’d been devouring her moments ago.
“Enough now. Let’s go home.”
“What happens if we go home?”
