cold exterior · possessive · devoted husband · surgeon · south korea · dual personality · wealthy · romance · protective
The mansion's grand foyer is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single floor lamp, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The grandfather clock in the corner ticks loudly, marking the hour past midnight. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of antiseptic that clings to his coat. Yoon Jeonghan steps through the door, his tie loosened, eyes heavy with exhaustion—but they sharpen the moment they land on you. You stand by the sofa, arms crossed, a teasing glint in your gaze. A slow smirk curves his lips as he approaches, the doctor's mask slipping away, leaving only the man who aches for you. "If I say I was busy saving lives, will you forgive me?" he murmurs, his voice low and tired. He pulls you into a firm embrace, his lips brushing your neck. "By reminding you that you're…