RMH 27

Chapter 27

“Did you get something good?”

“Just something decent. I’m not really greedy about phones.”

Yuseong stopped by the store to replace her phone, which had been broken because of Kwon Hyukjun. While getting a new phone, she also activated a new number.

Recently, calls had been pouring in from unknown numbers, as well as from Oh Yuna and her aunt.

If she had canceled her old number, callers would hear an automated message saying the number was not in service, so Yuseong decided to keep her old number active and just get a new one.

Most likely, those people were still desperately calling her old number, unaware she had a new one.

“Call me all day if you want—I won’t pick up.”

She laughed triumphantly as she turned on her new phone.

Then, opening the number keypad, she handed it to Suhyuk.

“Here, Kwon Suhyuk, put your number in. I didn’t back it up.”

She hadn’t backed it up on purpose, symbolizing a fresh start. Anyway, the precious photos she had taken with Byeong-oh were already saved on the drive.

Suhyuk input his number and handed the phone back, then started the car.

Yuseong saved his number in her phone as <Husband>, like before.

Suhyuk glanced at her and muttered in displeasure:

“I don’t like the saved name. Change it to Handsome Husband.”

“…What?”

“I want a prefix too.”

What did he mean by that?

Yuseong pondered Suhyuk’s words, trying to figure out his intention.

Handsome husband…?

Ah, maybe. The security team had jokingly added “handsome” in front of the names in Yuseong’s phone: Handsome Sucheol, Handsome Youngmin, Handsome Changmin.

Could he be referring to that?

“When did you see that?” she asked.

“When did I see it? I saw it because it was visible.”

Suhyuk answered bluntly while steering the wheel.

Seeing his slightly jealous expression, Yuseong considered why he might be upset.

There was only one reason she could think of.

‘Could this be… jealousy?’

All the security guys had “handsome” in front of their saved names, but Suhyuk’s was just “Husband”? Without any prefix?

She looked at him silently as he focused on driving, and cautiously asked:

“Are you… jealous?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“…!”

“So put a prefix only for me. Just for me, not for anyone else.”

Yuseong held her breath in embarrassment at his strongly jealous answer.

What was with this guy? Why was he acting like this all of a sudden?

Judging by his furrowed brows, this didn’t seem like a joke.

As she froze in confusion, he chuckled and explained his reason.

“I’ve already been caught liking you, so there’s no need to hide my jealousy.”

But that only made things more awkward.

“I’m just going to openly flirt with my wife.”

Yuseong’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open at the official declaration of her fiancé, Kwon Suhyuk.

It was the second day of living together. And now, with Suhyuk’s sudden confession, she felt a crisis brewing.

“Maybe it’s because it’s the weekend, but it’s crowded.”

“Yeah.”

Suhyuk, wearing a hat and mask, and Yuseong, wearing a mask, visited a department store.

As expected, the weekend department store was packed with people.

They were there to look at furniture for Yuseong’s bed and penthouse.

Yuseong had insisted that they could just bring the furniture from her old house, but Suhyuk insisted they look at new pieces.

‘Looking at furniture at a department store on the weekend… this really feels like a newlywed couple thing.’

Riding the escalator together, Yuseong felt a strange feeling. Seeing so many couples who looked like newlyweds made her wonder if others would see them the same way.

When they reached the furniture floor, they got off the escalator.

“Where should we start? Let’s look at what you need first. I said I’d handle the furnishings, so I’ll buy them.”

The gold bars and checks that Shin Kyung-hee and Oh Dae-ho had in their safes—taken from Shin Yang Corporation’s funds—had been misappropriated by Suhyuk’s people and stored in their safes. Yuseong had returned the money.

Since she had promised to use half of it for the furnishings, she planned to use that emergency fund to buy the furniture Suhyuk wanted today.

‘It’ll pinch the budget a bit, but I’ve received so much help, it’s worth it.’

Living in the penthouse rent-free and with Suhyuk warning her not to do housework, she was literally freeloading. Considering that, buying furniture was nothing.

But Suhyuk ignored her offer and led her to the corner with the beds.

“I don’t want to take your pocket money.”

Pocket money…?

Yuseong followed him with a bewildered expression.

“Where are we going, Suhyuk? What do you mean, pocket money?”

“That’s for your allowance when you were little. In cases like this, the older, richer person pays.”

Speaking firmly, he led her into a bed store.

“This is a bed brand store…”

“Let’s buy your bed first. That’s the most urgent.”

Seeing the brand’s logo, Yuseong panicked and shook Suhyuk’s arm.

“Can we look somewhere else?”

“Why, not good?”

“No, it’s good… it’s just that this is the brand used in the French royal palace… it’s insanely expensive.”

“But…”

“I don’t have money for this…”

Confessing her lack of funds, Yuseong bit her lip in embarrassment. Though she had lived comfortably, since Byeong-oh collapsed and the company faced a crisis, she had little cash on hand.

Suhyuk clicked his tongue in apparent displeasure.

“You heard me. I said I don’t want to take your pocket money.”

“Yes…?”

“Don’t even think about pulling out your wallet, got it?”

With that warning, he strode ahead.

“…What’s with that kind, yet terrifying warning?”

Yuseong had no choice but to follow him, intimidated by his resolute decisiveness.

The store had families and couples who looked like newlyweds.

Suhyuk stopped in front of the first bed and nodded at Yuseong.

“Pick one.”

“Yes…”

Yuseong nervously inspected the bed. There were no price tags.

‘Without a price, there’s no way to know how much it costs.’

It made sense, it was a high-end brand.

She tentatively sat down on the bed.

“…Whoa!”

The mattress sank perfectly and had springy resilience, startling her. She looked at Suhyuk.

“Suhyuk, come sit here quickly.”

Royal taste really does make a difference; she could feel comfort unlike any she’d felt before.

Thinking the bed was worth its price, Yuseong quickly called Suhyuk over.

He smiled faintly and reluctantly sat beside her.

The side next to him sagged noticeably.

“How is it?”

“Do you like it?”

“What? No, not really. I’m just curious.”

Seeing he was ready to buy it immediately, Yuseong quickly pretended to be distracted and pressed the mattress with her palms.

Suddenly, someone dove onto the bed from behind.

“Ah! You scared me…”

Yuseong jumped up in shock.

Suhyuk also stood and looked down at the two people who had suddenly leapt onto the bed.

“Wow, feels amazing! How about it, honey?”

“Ah, stop! People are watching!”

The couple rolled around the bed, hugging each other.

‘What are those people doing? Are they crazy?’

It was absurd to see such behavior in public. Yuseong squinted and stared at the man’s oddly familiar face.

The man’s eyes met hers, and she realized who he was.

“Uh? You’re Shin Yuseong, right?”

“….”

Yuseong recognized him instantly.

It was Kim Jiho, one of her school bullying tormentors.

‘Since graduating high school, I’ve never seen him… why today…’

Sighing deeply, Yuseong grabbed Suhyuk’s wrist and turned around.

“Let’s get out of here first.”

“Hey, it’s been a while—where are you going? Don’t be so cold.”

But Kim Jiho quickly ran and blocked her path.