Chapter 7
I’m the “different day and night” type
“Even if we’re a show-window couple, we can’t have separate bedrooms.”
“…!”
That’s absurd.
For a moment, countless scenarios flashed through her mind, and she didn’t know how to react. Her expression shifted through a spectrum of emotions, and even her lips parted slightly.
Jinju quickly pressed her lips together, steeling herself as she widened her eyes.
“What do you mean by that?”
Her voice wasn’t loud, but she was clearly flustered.
“My father will visit the newlywed house often. If I’m away on a business trip or not home, he might come to see his beloved daughter-in-law, have a meal, or drink tea before leaving. If he notices that a newlywed couple is using separate rooms, both families will be thrown into an uproar.”
Yoonjae’s reasoning was sound. But it was a situation Jinju hadn’t anticipated, and her tension showed plainly. She swallowed nervously.
I-Is that so?
Ha… what should I do?
If the room is large enough, we could share it. We’ll both be working, so we won’t spend much time at home anyway. If the room is big, we could place two beds and sleep separately.
Jinju tried to accept his condition of sharing a room as something reasonable.
“Then th-the bed…?”
She knew they wouldn’t possibly use the same bed, but she felt the need to confirm.
“So… the bed would obviously…?”
Yoonjae looked at her trailing words. Her eyes were wide, and for some reason, the tip of her nose was flushed red.
She didn’t even consider the possibility that I’d suggest sharing both the room and the bed while keeping up a lifelong façade.
Unlike her, Yoonjae appeared completely at ease, leaning back with his arms crossed.
“Of course we’d share the bed. My father might enter the bedroom, and more importantly, the staff could ask about our relationship in detail.”
Ah.
Jinju’s eyes trembled visibly—so much that anyone could notice. She had overlooked the need to deceive even the household staff.
A chaebol family’s newlywed house would never be small, and with her schedule—commuting to the theater troupe and practicing vocals from dawn—it would be impossible for her to handle all the housework alone.
What do I do? This isn’t what we agreed on!
A show-window couple sharing the same room and the same bed—how is that any different from a real couple?
Seeing her eyes grow even wider, Yoonjae let out a faint chuckle, as if he had expected this.
I shouldn’t tease her any further.
“I don’t know what kind of imagination is turning your face all sorts of colors, but I’ll sleep in another room. No matter what, I won’t be the one to approach you first, so you can rest assured.”
“….”
Relief washed over her face, and Yoonjae noticed it. As she lowered her head slightly, her round, pretty forehead caught his attention.
“I’ll say it again—I’ll do my best to support Baek Jinju’s success. I don’t need anything from you other than being my wife in public.”
It was something she already knew, yet she felt a slight flare of irritation.
“I’m not expecting anything else either!”
Turning her head, Jinju focused on the contract clauses blinking on the laptop screen.
“Then please add a clause clearly stating that physical contact is prohibited in the bedroom and inside the house.”
“Fine. But let’s specify that it applies when we’re alone. If a third party is present, physical contact might be unavoidable.”
“Understood.”
He seemed willing to agree to everything she said, yet somehow it felt like she was the one at a disadvantage.
It was unfair that he always appeared so composed while she was the only one getting flustered.
“Do we need any exceptions?”
“Exceptions?”
“What if, when we’re alone, Baek Jinju is the one who wants physical contact first?”
Jinju was taken aback.
“Th-That’s ridiculous!”
As if amused, Yoonjae tilted his head slightly and looked at her with a relaxed expression. Why did he enjoy teasing her like this so much?
“You may not realize it yet, but…”
“….”
“I’m a normal man.”
“….”
Slowly and clearly, he continued.
“And I tend to be very good at… everything.”
“….”
Jinju frowned. It felt like she had heard something similar before.
“I’m the ‘different day and night’ type.”
“What? Day… what?”
Her eyes were clear with confusion. It was the first time she had heard the term. It was obviously slang, but since she didn’t know its meaning, she could only stare blankly.
Seeing that she didn’t understand at all, Yoonjae’s expression turned slightly ambiguous. As if it didn’t matter whether she understood or not, he simply kept his gaze on her.
Baek Jinju really knows nothing about men.
He made a mental note to be careful with excessive jokes in the future so she wouldn’t be too startled or flustered.
But even after marriage, that could be a problem. Even if it was just for show, she would still be a married woman.
“If you’re curious what it means, try looking it up.”
“‘Different day and night’? What does that even mean?”
After arriving home, Jinju searched for it online. Since he had personally driven her home, she hadn’t had the chance to check her phone earlier.
“Different day and night…”
It was a somewhat suggestive adult term, but since she had never heard it before, she had no way of knowing its meaning.
When she searched it, the definition appeared right at the top.
“Pretty during the day and pretty at night. That’s what it means?”
That wasn’t the actual meaning, but it was late, and drowsiness had already set in. Jinju didn’t bother looking further and immediately turned off her phone.
What does that have to do with the situation?
She thought simply.
That Lee Yoonjae must just be someone who knows very well that he looks good both day and night
Once the decision to marry was made, the wedding preparations proceeded at lightning speed. Jihoon, considering Jinju’s busy schedule, hired a highly capable wedding planner. Since the preparations had to be done amidst her performance schedule, they tried to keep everything efficient and streamlined, but dress fittings and photo shoots couldn’t be skipped.
On the day she went to try on dresses, the wedding shop Jinju arrived at was vastly different from the costume rooms she usually visited for performances.
As she stepped into the spacious lobby, wedding dresses adorned with dazzling jewels were displayed in glass cases, shimmering under the lights. The grand space felt like a European royal palace brought to life, with various themed dresses arranged in rooms centered around the main dress room.
It’s so extravagant. I didn’t know places like this existed.
Without realizing it, Jinju looked around, searching for Yoonjae.
Is he still choosing his tuxedo?
Unlike Jinju, who was busy as the youngest member of the troupe, Yoonjae had already finished selecting his tuxedo.
That was why they had decided to complete both the groom and bride fittings, as well as the indoor photoshoot, all in one day.
Click.
At the sound of footsteps, she turned to see Yoonjae approaching with a staff member to greet her. Their eyes met in greeting.
“Oh my, bride! You’re here. I’m Joanna, your dress manager. Our shop exclusively handles the top 1% of wedding dresses in the country. We also carry dozens of pieces from world-renowned designers.”
“Yes, hello.”
“The groom is so handsome and has such an excellent physique that he looked great in every tuxedo, so choosing wasn’t difficult at all. Seeing the bride, I think picking a wedding dress will be just as easy. I’m really looking forward to seeing the two of you together—you’ll make a stunning pair.”
Feeling embarrassed by the compliment, Jinju averted her gaze—only to land on Yoonjae. He was already wearing the tuxedo he had chosen.
They had planned for the groom to wear his selected tuxedo first so they could match it with the bride’s dress.
A black velvet suit with a bow tie.
It was a style that clearly accentuated a man’s physique.
The bow tie beneath his sharp nose and defined jawline suited him particularly well.
He looks like a captivating actor—someone you’d fall for just by looking at him.
“What kind of dress would you like, bride? We have a few designs we recommend for you, but we’ll start by showing you what you prefer.”
“Um…”
Since Jinju hadn’t thought of a specific design, she simply glanced at the dresses displayed in the distance. The staff quickly picked up on it.
“Ah—”
“Our bride has such a beautiful figure! How about this design? It reveals the shoulders, defines the waist, and flows into a full skirt. It also has a very special feature.”
Jinju began examining the dress the staff introduced.
A special feature?
With a bright smile, the staff led her to the back of the dress to show it.
The front was voluminous, but the back was completely open, cut down to below the waist. Jinju’s eyes widened.
“Ah, n-no, this is a bit…”
A faint chuckle escaped Yoonjae as he watched.
“Then how about this one? It’s a romantic dress with a golden hue—very glamorous and elegantly embroidered.”
Yoonjae, who had been silently observing, stepped forward and addressed the staff.
“I’d like to choose the bride’s dress myself. Is that possible?”
The recommended dresses didn’t appeal to him, and more importantly, they weren’t Jinju’s style either.
“Of course. Then what kind of style would you—”
He showed a slight hint of annoyance.
“For now, we’d like to look around quietly by ourselves. We’ll choose the designs and call you.”
“Ah, of course. Then please select three dresses you like.”
“Alright.”
After the staff left, Yoonjae spoke.
“She was explaining well, but it seemed like it was making it harder for you to choose what you actually like.”
Because the dress Jinju had her eyes on wasn’t one of those.
“Is there a style you’ve always wanted to try?”
“If possible, I’d like to wear a hanbok-style dress that preserves traditional Korean lines.”
He had already noticed her gaze lingering on that section.
“Hanbok dresses come in various styles. Which one do you like the most?”
Although it wasn’t a traditional wedding ceremony, Jinju thought it would be nice to showcase the beauty of hanbok through her wedding.
She moved to the section displaying hanbok dresses and began examining them one by one.
And then—one in particular.
Yoonjae, too, noticed the dress her gaze lingered on.
It wasn’t extremely bold, but it exposed the shoulders completely—a hanbok-style dress with a modern twist. Jinju touched the white silk-like fabric, staring at it for a long time.
“Why don’t you try that one on?”
“…!”
Jinju flinched. Though the design was clean, it replaced the traditional jeogori with a one-piece skirt, making it feel even more revealing.
“No, this dress is…”
It shows too much. It’s pretty, but…
“You came here for a fitting. There’s no harm in trying it on once. I think it would suit you.”
She did want to try it. But she had never worn anything that exposed her shoulders before.
Yoonjae noticed the subtle tremble in her hesitant gaze.
“If you’re worried about the exposure…”
After a brief moment of thought, he called over a staff member.
“I’d like to see the bride in that hanbok dress, paired with a thin white sheer jeogori on top.”
“The bride is inside wearing the dress. Groom, please open this door yourself.”
Yoonjae stood before a massive door, so tall he had to tilt his head back to see its top. It was surrounded by flowers of all sizes.
Creak.
As the door opened in his hands—
Jinju stood there, dressed in pure white, looking shy.
Through the sheer jeogori, the delicate line of her shoulders and the silhouette of her slender arms were faintly visible, almost dreamlike.
Yoonjae stepped fully inside and stood before her, staring as if entranced. Jinju, who had been meeting his gaze, soon felt her cheeks flush red.
She’s more beautiful than any actress I know.
As if time had stopped, Yoonjae could only look at her, utterly speechless.
