My Pretty Husband

My Pretty Husband

last updateLast Updated : 2022-02-22
By:   Aerina Jane  Ongoing
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After Father's passing, we lost everything. My stepmother seized the inheritance. I thought we'd finally find peace, but fate struck again - Dongju's accident left him on death's doorstep. Desperate for serious medical care, I faced crippling hospital bills. Then, the President Director appeared, offering a lifeline: funds for Dongju's treatment in exchange for marrying his son, Byun Baekhoon, rumored to be gay. I reluctantly agreed. But Baekhoon proved complicated, his façade hiding dark depths. Marrying him felt like digging my own grave.

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1. The proposal

As I step out of my office building, my cellphone pierces the silence with its ringing tone. I glance at the screen, noticing my boss's name flashing. Quickly, I answer, "Hello?" "Lee Yongju, get here now!" Designer Joe barked gruffly. "But... it's lunchtime," I replied hesitantly. "You've got a pressing issue with the President Director! Move, now!" she urged impatiently. "What's going on?" I asked, alarm rising in my voice. "Just get here, now!" she snapped, her tone icy and urgent. I sigh, feeling pressured. "Fine, I'm coming." As the call drops, I spin around and sprint back to the HK Group building, despite lunchtime being far from over. My frustration boils over — Designer Joe constantly disrupts my breaks for trivialities. Doesn't she know I'm starving? Why must she prioritize this minor issue now? What's the real emergency? -o0o- I sit uncomfortably across from President Byun and his wife, Mrs. Byun, in Designer Joe's office. Their piercing stares unsettle m...

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Bee
what the... baekmyo u r sooo danger
2021-07-10 20:57:47
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Bee
omg baekmyooooo
2021-07-10 20:51:36
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Bee
lanjut lak
2021-07-10 20:48:36
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Annisa Liraa Alsyifa
Semangat kak, ditunggu selanjutnya
2021-06-27 12:40:54
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Aerina Jane
Please give MY PRETTY HUSBAND many love, Thank u
2021-06-24 19:03:55
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Aerina Jane
Hello readers, I hope you enjoy this story. My Pretty Husband is your candy. Happy reading!
2021-04-12 17:46:47
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161 Chapters
1. The proposal
As I step out of my office building, my cellphone pierces the silence with its ringing tone. I glance at the screen, noticing my boss's name flashing. Quickly, I answer, "Hello?" "Lee Yongju, get here now!" Designer Joe barked gruffly. "But... it's lunchtime," I replied hesitantly. "You've got a pressing issue with the President Director! Move, now!" she urged impatiently. "What's going on?" I asked, alarm rising in my voice. "Just get here, now!" she snapped, her tone icy and urgent. I sigh, feeling pressured. "Fine, I'm coming." As the call drops, I spin around and sprint back to the HK Group building, despite lunchtime being far from over. My frustration boils over — Designer Joe constantly disrupts my breaks for trivialities. Doesn't she know I'm starving? Why must she prioritize this minor issue now? What's the real emergency? -o0o- I sit uncomfortably across from President Byun and his wife, Mrs. Byun, in Designer Joe's office. Their piercing stares unsettle m
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2. He’s more than handsome
As I gaze at him, a wave of frustration washes over me. "It's all about his looks, isn't it? Sickening," I mutter under my breath. Baekhoon's eyes narrow, his brow furrowed in concern. "What's wrong?" he asked, oblivious to my inner turmoil. I force a weak smile, desperate to conceal my true feelings. "Nothing," I lie, trying to brush it off. "Okay. Finish your meal quickly!" he urged, unaware of the conflict raging within me. I exhale sharply, relief momentarily calming my nerves. As I breathe a sigh of relief that my snide comment went unnoticed, Baekhoon's icy gaze meets mine, his expression a mask of indifference. He seems almost inhuman, devoid of emotions. He's like a being devoid of feelings, not even human, I think to myself. His demeanor is infuriating, making me wonder if he's truly capable of empathy. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice devoid of warmth, sending shivers down my spine. I roll my eyes in exasperation. "Hey, aren't you supposed to take me to my wedd
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3. Shela
A sly smile spreads across my face as the plan unfolds in my mind. I consider myself clever enough to pull it off. All I need to do is convincingly feign affection for Baekhoon in public. Can I convincingly play the part? "You're absolutely beaming, aren't you? Your smile's about to split your face. Be careful." Baekhoon's sudden appearance in the bridal suite catches me off guard, his tailored tuxedo accentuating his chiseled physique. Stunned, I momentarily forget my composure. Baekhoon's dashing appearance in his tailored tuxedo leaves me breathless. "I thought the earth swallowed you whole," I retort, attempting to conceal my surprise. His unexpected arrival, poised and unfaltering, catches me off guard – no hesitation, no escape. "Ms. Lee Yongju, I'm surprised you have the audacity to involve yourself with people like us. Outside these walls, predators lurk, ready to pounce. You have ten minutes to reconsider. Think carefully! If you change your mind, I'll ensure your safe
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4. New CEO
"Oh, Ma’am, good morning. Sorry to startle you," That woman said warmly, her smile radiating kindness. "No, no... but you..." I trailed off, confusion etched on my face. Her expression turned apologetic. "I'm Yoo Minmin, the housekeeper. You can call me Auntie Yoo or something. I'm so sorry I wasn't here to welcome you yesterday; I had to visit my hometown. I returned late, missing your arrival." "I thought Baekhoon and I were the only ones here," I admitted, still perplexed. Auntie Yoo nodded graciously. "I work part-time, Ma’am, from morning till afternoon. Would you like breakfast now?" "I'll help Auntie Yoo first," I said. "But, Ma’am..." she trails off. "Why not? I genuinely want to help. You're shouldering the burden of cleaning this enormous mansion alone – it must be exhausting. Let me assist you, Auntie Yoo." Auntie Yoo's reluctance fades, and she nods. She lets me join her in the kitchen, where I struggle to keep up. Though cooking isn't my forte, I manage to
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5. You’re no longer a designer assistant
“Aish, my natural beauty shines since birth," I muttered unintentionally. "Lee Yongju!" One of them calls out, startling me. Did she hear me? "What are you saying?" she asked, narrowing his eyes. My heart races, a chill runs down my spine. Am I caught? "Uh, nothing. I'm just chatting with my friend," I stammer, holding up my phone as evidence. "Hey, Yongju, do you know about our President Director's son's wife?" She looks eager to gossip. "Um... yeah, I know, haha," I said awkwardly. "Aren't you heartbroken?" You don't know who Byun Baekhoon's wife is? The beautiful woman you accused of having plastic surgery is standing right in front of you! “Why would I be heartbroken? Hahaha,” I reply with a forced laugh. “You’re always so boring, Yongju.” “I don’t care, sorry.” “Oh, it’s tragic. The whole country’s heartbroken since Byun Baekhoon got married,” one of them quips. Is Baekhoon's popularity so immense that his wedding left the whole nation heartbroken? Unreal
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6. Plagiarism
Merely half a day’s work has left me utterly drained. The relentless cycle of sweeping, mopping, and polishing seems endless. Though I’m not the one physically toiling, my muscles sympathize with the exhaustion. This colossal building demands constant attention, its pristine floors and sparkling surfaces a testament to the tireless efforts behind the scenes. Yet, some people seem oblivious, traipsing in with dirty shoes and deliberately scuffing the floor as I sweep, as if assuming I’m their personal shoe cleaner. The audacity is staggering. "Yongju!" My partner chimed in. "Yeah?" I responded lazily. "Designer Joe wants to see you in her office," she said matter-of-factly. I groaned inwardly. "Great, what's this about?" I hastily abandon my task and sprint upstairs, destined for my former boss’s domain. Memories of the design department flood my mind – the hum of my computer, the gentle spin of my chair, and the creative chaos that once fueled my passion. I reach the door,
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7. Baekhoon’s game
"Baekhoon! You're Bastard! Damn!" I yell, my eyes blazing with uncontrollable fury, my finger jabbing accusations at his icy face. I continue screaming, desperately defending myself as the two security guards drag me out of the room. But who will listen to the cries of a lowly janitor like me? A crowd gathers outside the CEO's office, their curious gazes fixed on me. Instead of offering help, they whisper among themselves, reveling in my misery. Who dares challenge the CEO's authority to aid someone like me? It's better to suffer in silence. -o0o- I lie awake, past midnight, anxiously pacing outside Baekhoon's room, awaiting his return. My mind races with worry, not for his well-being, but for my own fate. Whether he lives or dies is of no consequence — resolving my predicament is all that matters. My hands itch to throttle him. Where has he gone? Why hasn't he returned? Now, nearing 3:00 a.m., exhaustion consumes me. Two cups of coffee can't fight the sleepiness. Frustration
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8. I’ll pay the compensation
Baekhoon's obsessive fans won't leave me alone, constantly harassing me at the office. It's a personal issue between Baekhoon and me, so — why do they feel entitled to take revenge on me? Their relentless actions fuel my frustration, testing my patience. Don't they know we're husband and wife? I'm tempted to confront them, to scream the truth in their faces and put an end to this madness. But I must restrain myself, swallowing my anger to avoid escalating the situation. "Yongju, grab three cups of coffee for the design department!" Soohe, one of the gossiper, ordered, kicking the broom I held. Making coffee wasn't part of my job, but the more I gave in, the more they'd demand. "Can't you wait until I finish my work?" I replied. Soohe's eyes narrow. "Yongju, we were once colleagues, but now you're beneath me. Do you dare defy my orders?" I stand firm. "Ask someone else, Soohe." Soohe's smirk falters. "Fine, I won't force you." Soohe stalks off, her heels clicking defiantly
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9. Drunk
"Sadly, I don't indulge in gossip; it's beneath me," Baekhoon said, closing his laptop. "Then who's behind the office rumors?" I press. Baekhoon shrugs nonchalantly. "No idea." "Wow, I didn't expect they'd seriously take your side," I muttered, thinking of the gossiper in the design department. Baekhoon rises, walks towards me, and gently lifts my chin with his elegant hand. "I'm grateful for that," he whispered low, his warm breath dancing across my skin. "Now, hurry downstairs and prepare dinner for me. I'm starving." His intimate touch sends shivers down my spine, unsettling me. No one has ever touched me like this before. -o0o- One bottle, two bottles - the soju disappears before my hazy eyes. I've recklessly crossed the line, surrendering to Baekhoon's persistent toasts. My head spins violently, consciousness slipping away, each thought a blurry haze. My alcohol tolerance was only two or three drinks, yet I've downed two entire bottles. I feel like I'm drowning, suff
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10. Last night incident
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Euna said, her voice laced with insincerity. She's Soohe's friend and a notorious gossip in the design department. I know she did it on purpose. "It's fine. Can you please move? I'll clean this up." I force myself to remain patient. "Of course," Euna said, her voice dripping with malice as colleagues pass by in the hallway. "I assumed you'd been fired, no wonder Designer Joe relegated you to this humble floor. Turns out your betrayal of your own boss sealed your fate." I pause, my gaze narrowing as I lock eyes with her. "Are you attempting wit, Euna? Your sarcasm falls woefully flat. Gather credible intel next time — your misinformed jabs only betray your insecurity. Thanks for the fleeting attention, though." Euna's face contorts in frustration as she struggles to craft a retort, but words fail her, and she storms off — stomping her feet in a childish tantrum. Her dramatic exit is a calculated move, broadcasting her malice and ensuring everyo
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