Life is Easier If You're Handsome-Chapter 237

The day her hat was almost stolen, causing a huge commotion.

Of course, Evelyn was severely scolded by everyone around her.

“Are you crazy?! What the hell were you thinking?! Do you even realize how much danger you were in?!”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s a good thing Kim Donghu was there, otherwise—! Do you have any idea how crucial this time is for you?!”

Before speaking further, Mamila took a deep breath to steady herself.

“And you too! Just because she insisted, you went along with it?! How could you just accept that?! You should’ve at least secretly assigned security to her!”

“I’m sorry.”

Even after repeating herself multiple times, the CAE representative, Mamila, showed no signs of calming down.

She kept talking, her breathing still uneven.

“In the end, things turned out well, so we’re letting it slide this time. But if it hadn’t—!”

Bang!

Mamila slammed her delicate hand on the desk, then checked the SNS reactions.

As expected, the response was overwhelmingly positive.

So positive, in fact, that even talk shows that had never budged from their top rankings were now reaching out with love calls.

“Falling in love is fine, but can we at least do it safely, hmm?”

Knowing there was no point in scolding her further, Mamila ended her rant.

“What? Huh?!”

Evelyn flinched, startled by her words.

Her expression screamed, How did you know?!

Seeing that face, Mamila chuckled.

“When do you think I started watching over you?”

“W-Was it that obvious?!”

“Of course it was obvious. Have you ever, in your life, run somewhere without security just to see a guy?”

“Uh, no...”

“Exactly. And you’ve never once caused trouble over a relationship before.”

You understand what I’m saying, right?

Evelyn, completely exposed, blushed furiously.

Even her entire body turned red.

A classic reaction of a girl whose first love had just been discovered.

Seeing her like that, Mamila let out a soft laugh.

“To be honest, relationships are the riskiest thing agencies worry about.”

“Huh?”

“We can’t interfere with an actor’s private life, but... if you end up with the wrong person, things get complicated.”

“...”

“Dating the wrong person leads to drugs, gambling, weird fetishes... getting tangled up with shady people.”

Just imagining it made Mamila shudder.

She tapped an unlit cigarette against her fingers, clearly disturbed.

“But compared to that, Kim Donghu is the best option. If he has a flaw... it’s that his love life is a mess.”

As she spoke, Mamila looked straight at Evelyn.

Her expression clearly said, You already knew this, didn’t you?

Evelyn nodded in reluctant agreement.

“But... I don’t think he’s the type to cheat.”

“Of course. He probably isn’t. He intends to take responsibility—like a lion.”

In this day and age, someone seriously thinking like that?

Mamila murmured to herself, recalling the past.

The idiots might not have done proper research... but I dug into Kim Donghu’s history completely.

What projects he had worked on, what had happened before...

She needed to know exactly what kind of man her daughter-like Evelyn had fallen for.

And the results were shocking.

Why does he have... so many women?

His popularity was beyond imagination.

From what she had confirmed so far, including Evelyn, there were five.

It probably wouldn’t increase further.

But it didn’t look like it would decrease, either.

In fact—

Netflix shoot? That girl from the food truck... their relationship isn’t ordinary.

People only knew about the part where Kim Donghu saved Evelyn.

Nobody knew what happened afterward.

After Evelyn hurriedly left the scene,

of course, the shoot was immediately stopped.

Everyone quickly packed up to clear the area.

And at that moment, Mamila saw it clearly.

—“Are you insane? What were you thinking? You could’ve gotten seriously hurt! Everyone here had guns! Kim Donghu, you’re seriously crazy...!”

—“My body moved on its own. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

—“Who said don’t save me?! Who told you not to move?! You got hurt! You... I told you not to get hurt... because then I feel hurt too.”

—“I’m sorry. Don’t cry, okay? I’ll try not to get hurt next time.”

A girl with brown twin-tails, sobbing in Kim Donghu’s arms.

They were speaking Korean, so Mamila couldn’t understand.

But—

A girl clutching his bloodied hands... wiping them clean as she cried.

She could never forget that sight.

That was love.

Crying over someone else’s injury.

And the injured one holding them close in return.

But despite that, he isn’t pushing Evelyn away either.

That meant there was only one answer.

He was going to have them all.

And Kim Donghu was one of the few people in the world capable of doing that.

The fact that Evelyn was stepping into such a mess worried Mamila.

But at the same time, she thought it might be fine.

Our girl isn’t the type to just let herself get lost in the crowd.

Mamila stared at Evelyn for a moment.

Then shrugged.

“Whatever. Go on.”

“...Okay.”

“You’re going to Kim Donghu anyway, right?”

“T-That’s... yes.”

Mamila lazily waved her hand, motioning for the manager to leave.

Now that she was alone with Evelyn, she leaned in and whispered some advice.

“...Ah, I-I’m not even thinking about kids yet!!!”

Evelyn jumped in shock the moment she heard it.

Her face turned as red as a strawberry from Mamila’s spicy, real-world wisdom.

***

A week had passed since the food truck incident.

“We’ve worked hard to bring her here today! The hottest star right now—Evelyn, Queen Ember!”

“Hello.”

Evelyn appeared on a talk show.

‘Huh?’

‘Hmm?’

‘What?’

The audience was taken aback.

‘Was she always this... mature-looking?’

She felt completely different from the Evelyn they had known before.

The reason she had always been called the next-generation star in musicals was simple—her atmosphere.

A child in an adult’s mask.

A little girl playing dress-up in her mother’s gown.

That was the impression she used to give, which often held her back from landing major roles on grand stages.

The public’s perception of her had always aligned with that image.

But today was different.

She still had a youthful glow, but there was something undeniably mature about her now.

A subtle, new allure had been added to her presence.

“It’s been so long since we last met at the musical! Finally, we see each other again!”

At the host’s words, Evelyn smiled warmly and replied,

“I know, right? I’ve always wanted to be here. I’m actually a huge fan of this show.”

“Really? Well, it’s an honor to have you as a guest.”

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The host exaggerated his gestures playfully, drawing laughter from the audience.

Just like that, the atmosphere of the talk show softened instantly.

Before diving into the real discussion, the interview started with lighthearted small talk.

They skimmed over her early life, amusing childhood anecdotes, and the usual filler questions that helped stretch the segment.

Once enough time had passed and the conversation felt ripe, the host casually brought up the main topic.

“Haha, I see. You’ve had quite the journey. But if I may, can we talk about something that happened recently?”

“Oh, of course. The food truck? Well... to put it simply, my Tarzan saved me.”

Not just Tarzan.

My Tarzan.

The slight nuance in her words did not go unnoticed by the host.

Now that I think about it...

As someone who had interviewed countless guests, the host immediately noticed something off about her appearance.

More precisely—certain areas of her body seemed deliberately concealed.

She was wearing an off-shoulder dress, fully exposing her shoulders, but—

There are makeup traces near her shoulders... and around her chest.

It was subtle.

Covered with expertly blended makeup.

But someone with a trained eye like his could still detect the faint signs.

“He was incredible. We actually have footage of that moment prepared. Would you mind if we played it?”

“Of course! I watch it every day myself. It was a reckless and embarrassing mistake on my part, though.”

In the end, everything had turned out fine, which was a huge relief.

As she spoke, Evelyn turned to look at the screen.

The clip showed Kim Donghu emerging from the food truck.

Striking down a steel signboard.

Completely taking control of the chaotic situation.

It was an incredibly powerful sight.

The raw force of a male in action.

He really does look impressive.

As the host thought that, he glanced at Evelyn’s face.

Oh.

She was completely entranced.

Her expression wasn’t just admiration—it was something deeper.

A smile full of undeniable, 100% attraction.

Not missing the moment, the host smoothly continued.

“In that clip, Donghu Kim very smoothly called you Jane.”

“Oh, that’s right. My Tarzan... yes, he did.”

My Tarzan. My Tarzan.

It sounded odd, but her intention was crystal clear.

In simple terms—she was staking her claim.

“Since you played Jane in Tarzan, I assume a lot of people must have called you by that name. Did it feel different when Tarzan himself said it?”

It was a bold question.

But Evelyn was clearly waiting for it.

She beamed, radiant.

“Different? Honestly, I never felt anything when others said it.”

“Why’s that?”

Like a golden flower blooming, her sapphire-blue eyes slowly scanned the audience.

It was as if she had come here specifically to give this answer.

She gracefully crossed her legs, her movements impossibly seductive.

Then, with a voice as rich and sweet ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) as melting chocolate—

“Because the only person who can call me that is Tarzan.”

As she spoke, memories from a few days ago surfaced in her mind.

A moment that was intense.

Scorching.

—“...Do you think Jane struggled like this? Meeting such a strong man?”

—“I wouldn’t know. I’m Tarzan, after all.”

—“Then let me tell you right now. Jane must have been incredibly happy... but she must’ve suffered a lot too.”

—“Can I ask why?”

—“Because even at this very moment, some beast of a man won’t let go of me.”

The lingering heat from that night still clung to her skin.