Jinmyeong, who was said to be smarter than Jinwoo. Jinmyeong, who followed his big brother like a shadow, did nothing after Jinwoo’s death while hiding the gun. No, it was revealed that he did nothing, but occasionally, when talking, he seemed to see through the situation of the family incredibly well. He was an exceptionally insightful person. That’s why Chief Choi sometimes heard that Jinmyeong came to him for various advice.
Should he consult with Uncle?
[Uncle. Let’s have a beer soon.]Sending the message, he still wasn’t sure.
**
Peaceful days continued.
Despite Dajeong telling him not to come, Jaeho visited the hospital once more, adjusting to the night shift. Disregarding Dajeong’s nagging, he massaged her shoulders and wrists, brushing off her chest-pounding and laughter, which was as senseless as a crazy person.
Providing her with sweet snacks, they shared ordinary moments for two hours, then waited for Dajeong’s departure in the hospital parking lot, faithfully following the command not to stand at the main entrance.
In the morning, he brought her home and slept together. Nightmares gradually faded away in each other’s arms.
However, the worsening condition of Chamyungsook weighed heavily on both of their hearts. Recently, there were incidents where Dajeong had to rush twice because Chamyungsook’s breathing suddenly collapsed.
The attending physician suggested preparing mentally. Shocked, Dajeong burst into tears. Jaeho couldn’t do anything but hold her tightly.
It was one day.
Dajeong, who slept in Jaeho’s arms every morning as she returned, had a dream.
“Dajeong.”
A healthy-looking Chamyungsook was standing in front of the gate. It was the house they lived in during the happy family days. Standing in front of the blue gate, Chamyungsook smiled and called Dajeong’s name as she approached.
“Mom, why are you outside?”
“Our Dajeongie was waiting.”
Was I in middle school?
The school uniform felt familiar yet strangely unfamiliar. Am I a nurse? I don’t know.
Following Chamyungsook, Dajeong entered the house. In the yard, a tree that hadn’t been seen for a long time had been planted. It was a beautiful tree that proudly displayed its majestic figure, with graceful branches reaching out in all directions. Dajeong stood still, captivated by the captivating charm of the tree.
Chamyungsook reached out and picked a fruit hanging high. She handed it to Dajeong. It was a peach so large and juicy that it had to be held with both hands.
“I’ve been waiting to give you this.”
“…”
“Our Dajeongie. You like peaches.”
“Mom, where are you going?”
Holding the peach in both hands, Dajeong spoke strangely. The sweet and refreshing scent of the peach filled the entire yard. At that moment, when the sunlight touched the peach, a mysterious light filled the surroundings.
Chamyungsook gazed with a lonely look and replied.
“I have to go now.”
“…”
“Now I have to go.”
Although Dajeong wanted to say not to go, she just stared at Chamyungsook, wondering if she should hold onto her or let her go. Even though she was curious about where her mom was going, she felt like she knew the way.
“Yeah. Then… Goodbye, Mom.”
“Show it to Sung Hyun.”
Pointing to the peach, Chamyungsook said.
“Sung Hyun? Who is Sung Hyun?”
Dajeong asked with a puzzled expression, and when she tilted her head, Chamyungsook faintly smiled. Then, Dajeong woke up from the dream.
“That child will be happy too.”
**
The next day, rain quietly fell.
It was a rainy day. Dajeong woke up early in the morning, thinking about yesterday’s dream. A phone call came from the hospital. Chamyungsook, as always, had quietly stopped breathing as if she were sleeping.
Dajeong contacted Kyungmi, and Kyungmi relayed the news to Kyungjun. Kyungjun took leave and boarded a plane.
In the midst of confusion, Jaeho took command of the situation on behalf of the bewildered Dajeong. He swiftly handled procedures that Dajeong was unfamiliar with, such as funeral home reservations, conveying condolences, and arranging the placement at the mortuary.
He employed a top-notch funeral director to ensure every detail was meticulously taken care of for the deceased.
Kyungmi, perhaps having heard something in advance from Kyungjun, behaved calmly upon seeing Jaeho. However, she seemed to harbor some disbelief as she continued to cast doubtful glances at Jaeho, her expression blank.
The first day passed by in a blur without Dajeong having a moment to regain her composure.
Distant relatives with faded faces came one by one to offer their condolences. Dajeong repeated her gratitude like a parrot, thanking them for coming. Apart from that, she couldn’t find words for anything else.
The closest in-laws, Jaeho’s uncle and aunt, stayed by their side until the end.
The aunt, who was a well-known actress, seemed to have many questions when she looked at Jaeho, but she refrained from asking, empathizing with Dajeong’s pain. Thus, the second day of the funeral arrived.
When Jaeho briefly left his seat, saying he had an important matter, Kyungjun approached and suggested a meal to Dajeong.
“Dajeong, let’s eat.”
“I’m fine.”
“You’ve been starving since yesterday. If you keep this up, you might collapse.”
“I’m okay. You eat.”
Kyungjun couldn’t possibly succeed where Jaeho had failed in persuading her. Despite being well aware of it, Kyungjun didn’t waver in his determination.
“The heavier your heart is, the more your mom feels burdened.”
“I know. What if it’s heavy?”
“Yoon Dajeong.”
“I’ve always carried this heavy heart alone. So if you’re going to say that my mom’s heart is heavy at least once on her way, making some vague and baseless remarks, then do it in your dreams.”
“What are you saying? Eat! Do you want me to see you go crazy?”
In the end, Kyungjun dragged Dajeong to the dining table against her will. Forcing food into her mouth, he spoke forcefully.
“Eat. If you just eat this meal now, I won’t ask anything more from you.”
Kyungjun spoke sadly with teary eyes. His disheveled face was worth a glance. He, too, had been keeping his eyes swollen since yesterday. With those eyes, the atmosphere became even more menacing.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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