My Husband's Scandal

Chapter 16

Yoon stood in front of the mirror in a hanbok. The toned- down pastel ivory jacket and light apricot pink skirt gave a graceful impression.

Above her chest was a finely added norigae, giving off a serene vibe.

"Madam, you look gorgeous."

On top of that, Kyung Hwa styled her hair and makeup like a professional, making her ready for a hanbok photoshoot right away.

"It looks like it's done in a salon."

As Yoon admired, Kyung Hwa beamed a smile.

"I am good at it, aren't I?"

Kyung Hwa shrugged her shoulders.

"Not just a little? You are really good."

Yoon's hair, in an elegant updo with accessories for emphasis, looked neat, and the light makeup, preserving her clear and transparent skin texture, evoked a refined atmosphere.

Furthermore, it was perfect with the clutch embedded with flower cubic zirconia that Kyung Hwa hurriedly fetched.

"What are you doing not coming out?"

That's when Kang Hyun's voice was heard right outside her room.

"Yes, I am coming out."

Yoon slightly lifted the skirt of her hanbok that reached under her socks to avoid stepping on it. When she opened the door, Kang Hyun was standing right there. He was dressed in comfortable cotton pants and a shirt.

"Why are you making a fuss about wearing a hanbok in this heat?"

Even while saying this, Kang Hyun couldn't take his eyes off Yoon dressed in hanbok. There was indeed no measure of beauty for a bride at a pre- wedding ceremony.

"Madam Kim told me to wear a hanbok when I go to pay respects to my father."

"Madam Kim? My mother- in- law?"

"Uh...... Yes."

Suddenly, Kang Hyun remembered the day of the engagement ceremony when Seo Jeong glared at Yoon.

'Well, she is an illegitimate child, she wouldn't look pretty. But still. There was no need to glare at her that harshly.'

As he remembered Seo Jeong's cold gaze at Yoon, Kang Hyun frowned and extended his hand towards Yoon.

"Catch."

"It's okay. I can go down on my own."

Yoon took a quick glance at Kyung Hwa and awkwardly hid her hand behind her.

"Then, I'll go down first with Director Kwak. I'll come back later with the costume."

Kyung Hwa hurriedly went down the stairs, tactfully.

"Our Teacher Seo falls at least once a day. Plus, you're wearing a hanbok today, you're definitely going to fall. If you tumble down these stairs, it'll be a big accident. Don't break something and cry, just catch."

At Kang Hyun's words, Yoon hesitated after looking down the stairs and then took his large hand. Kang Hyun wrapped and held her small hand.

Suddenly, Yoon's hand felt so soft and moist that Kang Hyun felt ticklish.

'Why is she so much like a baby?'

Kang Hyun firmly held her hand and slowly descended the stairs. The sight of Yoon, carefully holding her skirt with one hand and his hand with the other as she went down, seemed lovely.

In fact, a while ago, the sight of Yoon, who looked like a doll in a hanbok, was so pretty that his mouth unwittingly opened.

Her clean, white face, neatly tied hair, all suited her well. Perhaps because she was wearing a hanbok, her movements looked unusually more graceful.