A sweet and savory smell welcomed Do-Jun as he entered his apartment after work.0

Byeol was asleep in the bedroom, and Ae-Kyung was busy cooking, reading from a recipe book. This book wasn’t something one could buy in stores; it was a collection of recipes compiled by Yoon-Hee herself.0

“Hmm... one tablespoon of soy sauce...” Ae-Kyung muttered, so engrossed in the recipe that she didn’t even notice Do-Jun come in. 0

He smiled and walked behind her, deliberately keeping his presence hidden. Softly, he said, “Are you making dinner?”1

Startled by a man’s voice behind her, Ae-Kyung immediately gathered her mana and assumed a combat stance. But as soon as she realized it was Do-Jun, she relaxed and let out a sigh of relief, clutching her chest.0

“You scared me. I wasn’t expecting to hear a man behind me...”0

“Sorry about that. Oh, and don’t worry, I handled the situation at the office,” Do-Jun said.0

“What situation?”0

“The whole office misunderstood that you’re my wife.”1

Do-Jun recalled what had happened earlier that morning. The office had been in an uproar when Ae-Kyung and Byeol came by to deliver the SpacePad. After they left, Do-Jun had to deal with a barrage of questions....0