casual friday meredith

After transmigrating into the body of a 220-pound woman with magical spatial abilities, Emma Murray decides to first find a man and then establish herself as the leader of a mountain stronghold. Following a casual romantic encounter that unexpectedly results in quintuplets, she lives contentedly for six years until her children unexpectedly meet their father. Believing Matthias Caldwell to be merely a male courtesan from a place called Auster House, Emma convinces him to stay and marry her. However, on their wedding day, she discovers her new husband is actually a prince! Emma dramatically falls to the ground, lamenting, “You were supposed to be my mountain husband! How are you a prince?”

After transmigrating into the body of a 220-pound woman with magical spatial abilities, Emma Murray decides to first find a man and then establish herself as the leader of a mountain stronghold. Following a casual romantic encounter that unexpectedly results in quintuplets, she lives contentedly for six years until her children unexpectedly meet their father. Believing Matthias Caldwell to be merely a male courtesan from a place called Auster House, Emma convinces him to stay and marry her. However, on their wedding day, she discovers her new husband is actually a prince! Emma dramatically falls to the ground, lamenting, “You were supposed to be my mountain husband! How are you a prince?”

Na-yul had been having a miserable time lately. The workload was already overwhelming when shared among three people, and on top of that, she constantly had to clean up the messes caused by her junior colleague. “…Kwon Si-jin….” That bastard. Kwon Si-jin was a completely hopeless human being. Hopeless in character, hopeless in the words he spoke—a man who knew better than anyone how to trample on another person’s dignity and self-worth with his words alone. And once again today, because of that utterly hopeless man… Grinding her teeth, Na-yul stared at her frozen computer screen for ten straight minutes. It was already 11 p.m. Friday night. 11 p.m. Drawn by the distant glow of light, guided purely by rage and instinct, she marched straight into CEO Kwon Si-jin’s office and flung the door open. “Sir, I really don’t think this is acceptable. I—” “……” “Sir? Are you okay?” Their eyes met in midair. Hot breaths tangled with cold ones. Time seemed to stop completely— Leaving Na-yul face to face with her boss, who was behaving suspiciously late at night during overtime.