Dame de YeonSung - Chapitre 1

Chapitre 1: I’m Going Crazy

…..I”m going crazy these days. What do I call it? Paranoia? je le crois.

My wife’s behavior was growing suspicious.

When I’m out on business trips to the provinces, I see her… her with the thick perfume on and new sets of panties I had never seen before.

“Who are you going to meet?" J'ai demandé.

“Just a highschool classmate of mine. You saw her last time.”

J'ai hoché la tête. "Oh, that girl who makes dresses?"

“She’s a designer. Designer. She has a shop in Cheongdam-dong.”

"Ah, droite. Designer. Didn’t you see each other once last week?"

"Oui. We’re reconnecting.”

My wife sat in front of me, her gaze locked on the mirror. Eye-shadows with blue pearls… eyelashes curled thickly… and a deep-red lipstick…

An ominous imagination slowly rises from my head.

“You’ll miss the train if you don’t leave now,"Après avoir entendu... que ta mère était terriblement malade, je suis venu te chercher.

«Ah…! Right…”

After checking the watch, I quickly put my shoes on.

“You’re coming tomorrow evening, droite?"

A voice echoed from the dressing table in the master bedroom.

My wife did not care to see me off.

"Oui. The conference schedule is a bit–”

“Please contact me before you come. I’ll make dinner in advance.”

“…..Okay.”

I stood outside the door. I stood there. Why my heart thumped erratically, je ne sais pas. Why does it feel as if I had been kicked out of my house? No… I need to stop these thoughts. Erna laissa échapper une profonde inspiration qu'elle avait retenue et hocha lentement la tête. tu as dit que la personne que tu aimes le plus est ton héroïne. My wife would never cheat on me… right?

I got on the elevator and pressed the button leading me to the parking lot. I saw myself in the mirror. Expensive suit, luxury shoes, and a high-end watch. Even the car key had an emboldened emblem of a luxury vehicle.

I think myself a fairly successful man in the household – a senior researcher at the R&D Department of a colossal-sized company and a beautiful daughter. My annual income and real estate were well-off, and the land left to me by my grandfather was akin to a jackpot. Avec cet argent, I purchased an apartment in Gangnam and two commercial buildings in my name.

Financièrement, I was secured, but appearance-wise, I was shabby. I had nothing much to give except my wealth. Heureusement, my wife gave birth to a beautiful daughter. Had she inherited my appearance and my dwarfling-like height, je, trop, would have wanted to die in shame.

I was not confident in myself nor in the way I looked. I had always been short and lacking in handsomeness. I lacked self-esteem. To women, I was never their ideal type.

Bien que, heureusement, through my financial background, I graduated from a reputable university in Korea, completed a doctorate’s degree in foreign countries, and joined a distinguished company with numerous accolades under its belt as a researcher.

I married a little too late. I did not have the time to jostle and fool around, merely sitting at my desk and studying.

Though truth be told, I thought it better not dating. Who would marry a hideously, ugly man less than 160 CM tall without wearing a face of disgust?

The only thing I could give was myself. I thought that would be enough… but life is never what you expect it to be.

I do not think I would have met my beautiful wife were it not for my inherited wealth and my glowing title as a researcher for a big company.

Though… actually… apart from my height, I had a separate complex. My little man… it was almost the size of my finger. One could hardly see it.

I thought about surgical enlargement, but the professionals expressed their disapproval and said, "Prof, you can’t create something out of nothing.”

It was cruel. But honest. Honest but cruel.

I remember our first night. I remember the look on my wife’s face as she asked me if I had put it all inside her. It remained a shadow in my back, a trauma never to be forgotten.

Oh, God… why did you give me a clever mind but poor manhood?

I parked the car near the train station and headed for work. pendant ce temps, I got a message from my wife.

– Did you arrive safely? I’m going out to see Sarah now. Good luck with the presentation today. ♥

A heart? J'ai souris. It was a message full of love.

- Ouais. I’m just about to board the KTX. je vous aime aussi.

To think I dared to suspect my lovely wife. She deserves more than this. I should always be thankful.