My Husband Sent Me His Affair Partner’s Text

……A kind person?
Well.
I’d never heard that before, not even at year-end charity events.
Yet surprisingly, the words struck me strangely in the chest.
Even though if it were flattery, I’d heard so much of it I had calluses on my ears.

“It’s not that big a deal……”

I was flustered.
I could feel my face turning red.
Kang Chaehee stared blankly at me with the container hugged in both arms, then quickly bowed his head.

“I-I’m sorry. For staring so intently.”

“……No, well. It’s not like I’m a royal portrait. Staring won’t wear me down. You don’t need to bow your head like that.”

“Still……. I-I’ll really enjoy the food. And I’ll only use the card where it’s needed.”

“Don’t. It’s a card I gave you to use wherever.”

Feeling awkward myself now, I scratched my eyebrow.
What was that one phrase that made me blush?
It was ridiculous.
Kang Chaehee, still bowing his head deeply, had ears and a neck that were bright red too.

“Then go inside.”

“Ah, I’ll, I’ll go in after watching you leave.”

“Suit yourself,” I muttered, and let him close the car door.
An indescribable awkwardness and strange feeling swirled through my body.
Had I done something unnecessary?
As the car drove away, Kang Chaehee kept staring blankly at the rear of the car I was in.

“……Director.”

As I drifted through complicated feelings, a voice cut in.
It was Han Youngjun.

“What?”

“Do you like Kang Chaehee?”

I leaned back lazily against the rear seat and stared at Han Youngjun through the rearview mirror.
Han Youngjun was someone who did as I told him and did what I asked—he wasn’t the type to ask me questions like this.

“Why are you asking me that?”

“Ah…… I’m sorry. It seemed quite different from your usual behavior, so I wondered if I should prepare myself as well. No other intention.”

“…….”

Hmm. If that was the case, I understood.
Han Youngjun was my secretary, so he would need to prepare accordingly if he was to smooth things over regarding the sponsorship.

“Still, I told you, didn’t I? I don’t intend to hide it completely.”

“……Yes.”

If I hid it completely, then it would just be ordinary sponsorship.
I had started this because I saw Jeon Seongwon fooling around with Weilin.
So hiding it so that Jeon Seongwon never found out would be meaningless.

Suddenly annoyed, I straightened my body and stared out the window when my phone rang.
A message from Jeon Seongwon.

What’s this about?
He almost never texted or called.

With a bitter feeling, I opened the messenger……
“Ack!”

I screamed without meaning to.
Enough that even Han Youngjun, who rarely flinched at anything, startled.
In the message was a photo of the Chinese factory he was working on, and……
There was a message in Chinese.

[Wei, this is the Chinese factory. Isn’t it charming?]

* * * *

Jeon Seongwon’s business trip was extended by one day.
Whether it was the business trip that was extended or something else, I didn’t know, but anyway.

And on the day Jeon Seongwon returned, I met Kang Chaehee for the third time.

“You’re saying you like this one?”
I asked again.
Kang Chaehee nodded with a nervous face.
Hmm. The script he’d chosen was one I’d liked when I skimmed through it too.

“The role is small, but the impact is good. It’s suitable for a used newbie to quietly make a name for themselves.”

“……Yes.”

Kang Chaehee nodded obediently.
If he moved into a proper supporting role after this—assuming Kang Chaehee was good at acting—he would become famous in no time.
However.

“There’s one problem.”

“Excuse me? A problem?”

His face turned pale.
He must have automatically thought of Jeong Incheol.
Jeong Incheol was about to be dealt with, so there was no need for him to flinch like that.

“It’s nothing major. The actors originally considered for this role are all famous stage actors. Special appearances. Do you know what that means?”

“It requires acting that won’t be outdone……”

“Right. Can you do this?”

Then Kang Chaehee’s eyes sparkled.

“Yes. I’m confident.”

An unexpected reaction.
I’d expected something like ‘I’ll do my best,’ but his eyes were truly fierce.

“You haven’t acted in years. Extras don’t count as acting.”

“There’s an acting club with school graduates. I’ve been practicing there.”

“Practicing, huh……. Do you still go?”

“No…… After trying to put on a performance that fell through, I left. A few months ago.”

I see.
Kang Chaehee didn’t say more, but it was clearly the meddling of that Jeong Incheol bastard.

“I’ll assign you a teacher. You’ll take acting lessons from now on. If you’re bad, I’ll get insulted too. I don’t like that.”

“……I can make sure that never happens!”

Kang Chaehee’s eyes sparkled.
Not ‘I’ll do my best,’ not ‘I’ll do well.’
He seemed quite confident in his own skills.
Overflowing with motivation too.
Seeing him shining with passion…… made me tired.

Today, I had to attend the completion ceremony and party for a newly established factory.
They’d apparently acquired technology rights from some country with great difficulty, and Korea was the only country in the world with in-house factory production rights, or something……
Anyway, I was still wearing the clothes I’d worn to the party, so I’d been exhausted since the moment I met Kang Chaehee.

“Hoo……. Anyway, I need to go in and get some sleep. You can look at your script here or go into the other room and rest—do whatever you want.”

“Ah, yes?”

Kang Chaehee made a bewildered sound.
As I loosened my flashy, ornamented tie, I looked back at his flustered face, rather puzzled myself.

“Why?”

“Well……. I don’t have to do anything? Today either……”

Ah, that.
I briefly scanned Kang Chaehee’s body.
He had an attractive body, was younger than me, had an incredibly handsome face, and even had a charm that made you think of a big puppy dog.
But I wasn’t in the mood.

It wasn’t that I couldn’t do it if I wanted to.
I just felt like Jeon Seongwon’s face would come to mind.
In a bad way.
Meaning, what that bastard was doing with Weibong……
I didn’t want to sleep with another alpha as revenge for that.

“It’s fine. I didn’t meet you for that purpose. Ah, I did choose you based on your face and body, but it’s not that I particularly want to f*ck you or anything.”

“f*ck…….”

For some reason, Kang Chaehee looked at me with a slightly shocked face.
I didn’t know why he reacted that way, but my exhaustion outweighed my curiosity.
I peeled off the things on my body like shedding a cocoon and went into the master bedroom.

After stripping off all my coffin-like suit and accessories, I barely managed to wash up and got into bed.
Buried in the plush blankets amidst warm air and just the right humidity, I felt my body melting away.
I set my phone to do not disturb and immediately buried my face in the pillow.
Sleep came instantly.
I fell into a dead sleep without a chance to do anything.

I opened my eyes because of the sunlight pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
“Ugh…….”

I groggily got up and went out to the living room.
A note was left on the table.
I poured some water and read it.

[Director, I’m leaving first because of my grandmother’s hospital appointment. From Kang Chaehee.]

Hospital. Part-time jobs……
He probably had almost no free time.
He couldn’t make a living from the occasional modeling work, and on top of that, he had debt, his grandmother’s hospital bills, and his sibling’s school fees.
Tsk tsk.
He’d need twelve bodies and still not have enough.

I showered for a long time in water hot enough to sting my skin.
Radiating warmth from my entire body, I put on a bathrobe and placed a large towel on my head, then silently picked up my overturned phone.
I turned off do not disturb and first checked my message inbox to see if any messages had come in.
Most of it was useless……

“…….”

My expression hardened.
A window that had been buried far down until a mis-sent message appeared was now sparkling at the very top.

[I’m getting on a plane in China right now. Is there any chance you could come to the airport?]

“…….”

My normally low blood pressure shot up in an instant.
He’d said he was stopping by Germany—had he been in China the entire extended schedule?
No, more than that.
“……Ha. f*ck. This……. Have I ever seen such a crazy bastard……”

Right above it was the message he’d sent calling out ‘Wei’ like a nickname.
There was no way Jeon Seongwon didn’t know he’d sent the message to the wrong person.
And now what?
‘Is there any chance you could come to the airport?’
Was he trying to start a fight?
Was this some new form of harassment?

Calming my incredulous heart, I glanced at the time.
It was already past the time for Jeon Seongwon’s plane to have landed at Incheon Airport, for the plane to have entered the cargo area, and for maintenance to be finished.
Jeon Seongwon would have been home long ago.

With rage rising to the top of my head, I called him.
He didn’t answer.
I tried a second time, a third time, but still no sign of answering.
Not answering calls like this meant Jeon Seongwon was sulking.

‘Sulking?! You?!’

Who was the one who should be angry right now?
He was sulking?
Fine.
Too enraged, I slapped my own forehead and called again.
Only then did Jeon Seongwon answer.

Putting all the strength rising from my gut into it, I screamed at Jeon Seongwon.

“Hey, you f*cking crazy bastard!”