Chapter 17
‘Why am I having this dream again?’
She tightly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She hadn’t had this dream in a while…
After the divorce, she had been tormented by such dreams every night for some time. But since moving to this place, it had become almost nonexistent.
Yet here she was, dreaming so vividly about being messily embraced by Do Jeonghan.
‘Is it because I saw Do Jeonghan yesterday?’
After all, she had seen him going into the house next door. Perhaps it was due to that shock.
As she couldn’t shake off the energy of the dream, Suhyeon wiped the sweat beading on her forehead with the back of her hand.
Do Jeonghan had been rough in the bedroom throughout their marriage.
He had driven her to the brink of stimulation countless times, making her go crazy.
During the day, he showed no emotions at all, but at night, he revealed his desires like someone else entirely.
Even when she tried to reject that desire, there were moments when she found herself succumbing to the pleasure he gave her, just like in her dreams.
Every time that happened, she wished,
‘It would be better if I couldn’t feel anything at all.’
…so she thought.
Even after being treated that way, she found herself gasping under the man and felt disgusted with herself.
Do Jeonghan seemed to know her body entirely—where she was weak and what she couldn’t endure. It always wounded her pride that she ultimately crumbled completely in the face of such intense pleasure.
She knew it.
That the very choice to marry him wasn’t a matter of pride.
But she thought it was just something to endure, something to hold out against, not something to be so messy about…
‘Ahh, ah, aah…!’
As her own moans echoed in her mind like a ringing in her ears, Suhyeon covered her face with her hands.
“Stop.”
Forcing herself to cut off her thoughts, Suhyeon tried to rise from the bed.
Ah…
In an instant, she hesitated.
Wait, could it be?
With a startled expression, she lifted her head and walked directly to the bathroom.
Thud.
She took off her damp panties and placed them in the laundry basket in front of the bathroom, nervously biting her lip.
“No.”
This is just a reflex. That’s all it is.
Suhyeon shook her head vigorously. Her face, tinted with embarrassment, was flushed red.
After years of being conditioned, her body was just responding to that dream. It meant nothing.
Suhyeon was obsessively repeating this to herself.
* * *
Suhyeon’s movements came to a complete halt as she stepped out to go to work.
Jeonghan was leaning against the elevator.
After not seeing him for a few days, Suhyeon felt a sigh of relief but swallowed hard at the gaze fixed on her.
His eyes, which had been on her tense face, traveled down to her finger. Seeing the empty finger, Jeonghan chuckled softly.
“So, Seol Suhyeon had a stubborn side.”
He laughed briefly before looking back up at her face. The smile had vanished from Jeonghan’s expression.
“I didn’t realize it for five years.”
He stared directly at her.
“……”
Ignoring his penetrating gaze as they faced each other, Suhyeon walked away.
Tap, tap.
Suhyeon stood in front of the elevator as if there were no one beside her.
As she stepped out of the entrance, the elevator door that had arrived automatically opened just in time.
Suhyeon entered first, followed by Jeonghan.
His gaze persistently followed her as she stood expressionless, deliberately
avoiding eye contact.
Suhyeon clenched her hands tightly below her so that it wouldn’t be visible.
…I’m losing my mind.
Irritation bubbled up within Suhyeon. She was angry at the very fact that her body was tense, and her chest felt tight.
She wanted to appear unfazed by Jeonghan’s gaze, but the familiar musky wood scent forcibly made her aware of his presence.
It was a scent she had never encountered anywhere else in the country, so it didn’t get diluted by the scents of others.
It was uniquely Jeonghan’s scent, and the memories of the vivid actions from the dreams that had been continuing for days tangled in her mind.
As the memory of having s*x in that scent surged up reflexively, the space between her legs felt heated.
‘!’
In an instant, Suhyeon felt her panties getting wet, and panic welled up in her eyes.
I’m going crazy right now…
“Don’t you like the ring?”
Suhyeon flinched at the suddenly low voice.
I can’t get caught.
She absolutely couldn’t let the man standing right next to her discover her state.
Trying to hide her panic, she looked up. Jeonghan was looking down at her with an indifferent expression.
His gaze landed again on her empty ring finger.
“If you don’t like it, I’ll buy you something else.”
What is he talking about?
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