Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 232

I don’t know exactly what happened.

"I'll get ready right away!"

"Yep!"

Evelyn returned to the set with her face flushed red.

Behind her, Kim Donghu looked as composed as ever, as if nothing had happened.

‘Well, as long as she’s here, that’s what matters.’

Director McGroy shrugged and immediately resumed filming.

—Swoooooosh.

As if on cue, water rained down from the ceiling like a storm.

Kim Donghu instantly fell into character.

Even though the set was nothing but green screens all around,

he wasn’t disturbed in the slightest.

Completely immersed in the role,

Kim Donghu brought Tarzan to life.

‘Right before the kiss, Tarzan’s emotions are something that can’t be easily put into words.’

He recalled the emotions that surfaced when he fully immersed himself in the script.

‘Tarzan...’

Meeting Jane had reassured him that he was not alone in the world.

Escaping the world of gorillas that he could never truly be a part of,

he had finally found another being like himself,

and with it came overwhelming relief.

The limits of one's species were not something easily overcome.

The more Tarzan learned about human society from Jane,

the more painfully aware he became of how different his world was.

‘So this... This is human society.’

Language, culture, customs—

Tarzan had absorbed them all.

And for the first time, he felt what it meant to belong to a community.

A farewell to a life of solitude.

The relief of knowing he didn’t have to struggle to fit in anymore.

A whirlwind of emotions intertwined.

“...Ah.”

Tears fell from Tarzan’s eyes.

Even as rain poured from above,

it was clear that he was crying.

Thick teardrops slid down his cheeks.

"T-Tarzan?"

Jane was flustered.

The script never mentioned Tarzan crying.

This scene was supposed to be just them holding hands and running together,

trying to escape the sudden downpour.

"Hands... the same."

The clumsy words tumbled out, unable to fully capture his emotions.

The first time they met, Tarzan had placed his palm against hers.

Unlike the thick, rough hands of the gorillas he had known all his life,

Jane's hands were delicate, fragile—

they felt like they could break at any moment.

And now, as he held her hand and ran,

emotions surged within him—

in his tears, in his heart, in his lips.

"Jane... you are... the same as me."

Tears continued to fall as he held her hand,

his body slowly closing the distance between them.

And finally,

to continue what had begun,

he kissed her.

Tarzan had never learned about love.

But that didn’t mean it was something that needed to be taught.

The desire to claim the female he adored,

that was instinct.

A male’s primal urge to make the female he loved his own.

"T-Tarzan... W-wait... I—I c-can’t breathe...!"

Evelyn—or rather, Jane—

fully received the improvisation and carefully pushed Tarzan away.

Her hands pressed against his chest,

feeling the force of his heartbeat as she did.

With trembling eyes full of excitement,

Jane looked up at Tarzan.

"...This... wasn’t part of the lesson."

"Was it something you were going to teach me?"

"...."

"Jane, I want to learn now."

With that, he kissed her again.

This time, she didn’t push him away.

Deeper, more intense.

Even without their tongues touching,

the atmosphere was unbearably thick.

A male expressing his raw desire through tears,

a force of nature only possible from someone who had grown up in the wild.

‘He’s... expressing this through acting?’

Director McGroy once again realized why Kim Donghu was an extraordinary actor.

Until now, most people had been shocked by his sheer physical power,

but his Hollywood debut—his first lead role in a Disney film—

was not because of strength alone.

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‘His acting ability is perfectly proportional to his looks.’

McGroy couldn’t help but be in awe.

Meanwhile, Tarzan and Jane’s lips slowly parted.

—Swoooooosh.

The rain still poured.

Tarzan and Jane gazed into each other’s eyes.

It was about time to call "Cut."

And yet, Director McGroy remained fixated on the screen.

‘Kim Donghu’s... no, Tarzan’s expression changed.’

It was an expression impossible to find in the modern world.

Something only Tarzan could show.

A male who had found his mate.

A male ready to do anything for her.

A face filled with the unshakable resolve

to take responsibility for another’s life.

And then,

he instinctively reached for Jane’s left ring finger.

"Jane, what is it I just learned?"

"L-Love. It’s... love."

"What I learned... was that right?"

"Yes."

"Then... if that’s true..."

"...."

"I love you, Jane."

Cut!

The moment /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ Tarzan finished speaking,

the director practically shouted the okay signal.

This was it.

This was exactly it.

‘After saving the jungle from Clayton...

In the rain... Tarzan confesses his love...’

A scene born entirely from the actors’ improvisation—

a moment that transcended the script.

"This is incredible! I can’t believe this was improvised... This is just...!"

Director McGroy was in shock.

"That’s right, this is... truly the best thing I’ve ever seen."

Producer Berryard was just as amazed.

With their astonishment filling the air,

the filming wrapped up.

The entire staff looked on in awe,

fully aware they had just witnessed something extraordinary.

This moment became the catalyst,

and time passed quickly.

—June.

"Great work, everyone! Now, all that’s left is the CG work!"

The filming of Tarzan had officially wrapped.