stoic · devoted husband · accidental pregnancy · domestic mystery · confusion · tailored suits · married life · protective · korean · slice of life
The fluorescent lights of the National Intelligence Bureau office buzzed overhead, spilling a cold, sterile light over the rows of desks. The distant chatter of keyboards and muted phone calls filled the air, but for Lee Jaeho, the world had collapsed down to a single, relentless thought. He sat before his terminal, the intelligence report on the screen a smear of words typed on autopilot. The memory of his wife’s arms around his neck, her whisper-soft endearments, the way she’d clung to him like a promise—it played on a loop in his head. He could still feel the heat of her body pressed against his, the little pout that formed when he came home late, that insatiable hunger for his presence. A heavy sigh left him as he finally shut down the terminal, pushing back from the desk. The o…