A Light Contract (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“I wasn’t bothered by it at all.”
Yura asserted her pride as if nothing had happened—and even if something had, she could easily handle it alone. She genuinely believed that herself.
Yet Lee Hyun persisted stubbornly, refusing to back down easily.
“I’ve never seen you look so flustered in my entire life.”
Though his words came out casually, Yura couldn’t shake off the embarrassment from that moment so easily. Unconsciously tensing up, she stared straight ahead without uttering a word.
As the car gently stopped at a red light, Yura clearly felt Lee Hyun’s gaze fix firmly on her. After a brief silence, as if carefully choosing his words, he sharpened his senses.
“What happened in there?”
His deep, interrogative tone sent a wave of tension through Yura before she even realized it. Though she knew no one else would ever find out if she stayed silent, she feared Lee Hyun would uncover everything anyway. Her hands clenched tightly, sweaty as if her humiliating mistake—something she never wanted anyone to discover—had just been exposed to the world.
Maintaining a completely blank expression, Yura cut off his suspicion with a firm voice.
“Nothing happened.”
“Jin Yoo Ra.”
Just hearing her name called filled her with heavy pressure. At that precise moment, the traffic light turned green. Seizing the instant, Yura stretched her hand forward to indicate the change and quickly changed the subject.
“Take me to the office.”
She thought she heard a faint sigh, but pretended not to notice and turned her gaze out the window. Her heart kept pounding anxiously, terrified Lee Hyun might catch on to something. As if determined to keep pressing her despite her evasion, he kept calling her name insistently.
“Yura.”
“I’m swamped with work. I need to get it done soon.”
To avoid being swayed by Lee Hyun’s demeanor, Yura mentally focused on office tasks and urged him onward. She had already resolved to ignore whatever else he might say.
“Let’s get married.”
“Fine, just take me to the—wait, what?”
Yura, who had been giving half-hearted replies, suddenly realized what Lee Hyun had just said and sharply turned her head toward him.
“I’m asking you to marry me.”
Speaking with calm composure, Lee Hyun rested one arm on the window, propped his chin, and drove effortlessly with one hand. Too stunned by his absurdity to even scold him for such a dangerous driving posture, Yura could only glare at him incredulously.
“Are you feeling sick?”
“No.”
“Did you fight with your parents?”
“No.”
To every question Yura asked, Lee Hyun simply and consistently answered “No.” If it wasn’t fever-induced nonsense, nor impulsive recklessness stemming from a family dispute, then there was only one plausible explanation.
“Is this fun for you?”
Yura assumed Lee Hyun was merely teasing her. His gaze, which had been fixed straight ahead, briefly brushed past her.
“Your expression is pretty entertaining, actually.”
“Enough with the jokes. This isn’t even the way to the office.”
Dismissing it as a dull joke, Yura glanced out the window. True to form—always ignoring her words—Lee Hyun, despite her saying she was busy, stubbornly kept driving in the wrong direction, prompting her to grumble.
“I really do have a ton of work piled up.”
When Yura gestured impatiently for him to turn the car around, Lee Hyun only accelerated straight ahead, as if deliberately refusing.
“We’re going to my villa.”
“Why there?”
“I have something to talk about.”
“Just say it here.”
“It’s really important.”
His unusually serious tone made Yura decide not to protest further and simply follow his lead. The weight in his voice—something usually reserved for formal settings—unnerved her inexplicably.
Though he was privately just her older brother’s friend, professionally he was undeniably a very high-ranking superior, so deferring to him was an unavoidable reality. That fact tasted bitter, but she couldn’t show it.
[This is the timeline separator]Yura sat down on the sofa and casually scanned Lee Hyun’s house, which she was visiting for the first time. As he walked toward the kitchen, he asked as if treating her like a guest.
“Coffee?”
“No thanks. Just tell me what you need to say quickly. I’m busy.”
She had no desire to sit across from Lee Hyun and leisurely sip tea. All she wanted was to end the conversation as soon as possible and return to the office.
Watching Yura remain sullen the entire time, Lee Hyun couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle. With her hair bristling like an angry stray cat, she looked quite adorable.
“Just a sec.”
Lee Hyun told Yura to wait and came back from his study holding a thin document envelope.
“This.”
“What is it?”
“A contract.”
“A contract?”
Frowning disapprovingly, Yura shot him a skeptical glance and clicked her tongue.
“Tsk. If there’s an artist you want to include in a performance, discuss it with the CEO. I have zero influence.”
Without even looking at the contents, Yura rattled off her response. Lee Hyun nearly laughed out loud. Though he’d occasionally recommended artists at his mother’s request, he always stayed well within acceptable limits.
But he knew all too well that unlike him, many others around him tried to interfere in performances this way. Apparently, Yura lumped him in with those people.
To shatter that simplistic prejudice, Lee Hyun calmly stated the document’s true nature—something entirely unrelated to artists.
“A marriage contract.”
[This is the timeline separator]After returning home from a heated argument at Lee Hyun’s house, Yura grabbed a beer from the fridge and gulped it down.
Her racing heart had finally returned to its normal pace, yet despite it still being late winter and the lingering chill outside, the heat in her face stubbornly refused to fade.
Recalling Baek Lee Hyun’s serene face coming so close she could almost brush noses, Yura thought he resembled Baek Yeo Woo.
It was utterly incomprehensible how he could remain so calm and nonchalant while initiating such an intimate gesture. Truth be told, what baffled her even more was her own reaction—why she felt her heart flutter, despite herself, at that unexpected contact.
It had been essentially the same kind of touch as Oh Se Jin’s, yet one repulsed her while the other left her heart pounding—and she couldn’t pinpoint why, which only made her more frustrated.
Cold wind blew through the open window meant to cool her down, tousling Yura’s hair. The chilly air seemed to clear her mind, which had been entirely consumed by thoughts of Baek Lee Hyun.
Yura stared blankly at the document envelope Lee Hyun had given her.
“A contract marriage…”
Lee Hyun’s proposal was sweeter than she’d expected. If it were only about Oh Se Jin, there’d be no need to take such a drastic step—but the issue was that Yura’s current situation was far from simple.
Her father was a deeply patriarchal man with a strong preference for sons.
Once, she’d desperately studied hard just to gain his approval, and at other times, rebelled briefly out of frustration. But soon she realized nothing she did could ever change him.
Since then, Yura had strived to live completely independently.
She’d hidden the fact that she was the daughter of Jin Hwa Group from everyone except those she couldn’t avoid, and had deliberately skipped gatherings with people who might know. Her relationship with her father had truly begun deteriorating around the time she graduated from university.
Yura, who dreamed of becoming a concert planner, had received her brother Jin Yoo Gun’s full support—even studying abroad for it. Now that she was ready to take the next step toward her goal, she unexpectedly met her father’s firm opposition.
“A proper girl should stay quiet and find a husband. What’s this nonsense about running a company? Tsk.”
Even in that bleak moment, the only person who stood firmly on her side and persuaded Kang Soo was Yoo Gun.
“She’s invested a lot in her education. Gaining some work experience will surely help her manage a household someday.”
His words sounded absurd and ridiculous, yet they were Yoo Gun’s best compromise—a tactful way to appease their father without directly opposing him, even if it wasn’t how Yura wanted things done.
Thanks to that single sentence, Yura was able to move forward toward the independence she craved. Their relationship completely broke down later, after the accident following Se Jin’s breakup.
“You always cause trouble. Tsk. I’ll find you a suitable match, so just stay put.”
Her father, utterly indifferent to his daughter’s wounded heart, only cared about passing her off to someone else.
She’d always known what kind of man he was, but after that incident, Yura erased all feelings for Kang Soo. Leaving him only the words “Pretend I don’t exist,” she declared independence from her father.
Kang Soo had shouted that he’d remove her from the family registry and never look for her even if she died—and true to his word, he never contacted her again after that. Yura did the same; she wished she could erase herself from the family registry if she had the means.
Recently, however, her father had begun contacting her persistently again.
After repeatedly avoiding him, their first face-to-face meeting predictably unfolded exactly as Yura had dreaded. Without even asking how she’d been, he immediately pressured her to attend a blind date—their first meeting in years—and Yura firmly rejected him.
“A man from Dongho Industry? You should be grateful! Where else would you ever meet someone like that?”
His sharp, mocking gaze made it clear his mind was already made up. His words—dismissing her worth—made Yura’s blood run cold.
Unless she presented a clear, undeniable reason otherwise, that blind date would inevitably happen.
Who the son of Dongho Industry actually was didn’t matter to Yura at all. She simply hated the idea of a marriage arranged without considering her wishes. Perhaps it was her father’s coercion itself that she resented.
Yura thought of both Dongho Industry and Baek Lee Hyun simultaneously. It was a crossroads where neither path held much meaning—but one thing was absolutely clear: one option was clearly superior.
“CH is on a completely different level from Dongho Industry.”
Though the top two conglomerates might seem similar at first glance, the actual difference between them was immense. In truth, no company could even come close to CH’s unparalleled standing.
Yura disliked the idea that her worth would be judged by which family she married into—but if she had to choose, she might as well pick the option that elevated her value. And that was undeniably CH.
Moreover, marrying into Dongho Industry would mean being sold off according to her father’s wishes, while marrying into CH would be entirely her own decision.
“Better to walk in on my own two feet than be sold off by my father—but either way, being ‘sold’ feels disgusting.”
It always looked better to step forward confidently on your own terms rather than being pushed by someone else—though the underlying reality remained equally unpleasant.
Yura leaned against the window and gazed up at the pitch-black night sky.
The complete darkness—devoid even of starlight—mirrored her own future and deepened her gloom. Turning away to escape the worsening mood, she saw Baek Lee Hyun’s face dominating the screen on the 9 o’clock news.
Suddenly recalling Lee Hyun’s earlier question, she let out an involuntary, hollow chuckle.
“Recognition… huh. Heh.”
Ever since turning her back on Kang Soo, Yura had stopped caring about recognition entirely.
That longing had long since dried up during her naive teenage years. Now, she focused solely on how to realistically leverage this opportunity.
At the moment, the only person who could possibly stop her father’s unilateral actions was her older brother, Jin Yoo Gun. Her mother, whose views aligned closely with her father’s, offered no support whatsoever.
It was humiliating enough that despite declaring her independence, she still hadn’t fully escaped her father’s grip—and that she remained dependent on her brother Yoo Gun.
“Still… it might not be a bad idea. Having stronger backing wouldn’t hurt.”
Marrying Baek Lee Hyun would at least put more distance between her and her father’s meddling. In fact, her father might not dare interfere so easily in her affairs anymore. Even temporarily, it was an excellent strategy.
“And besides… with Baek Lee Hyun’s support, surpassing Argon wouldn’t even be an issue.”
Songrim currently remained stuck as the perennial number two in the industry, but overtaking Argon would allow Yura to confidently pursue international expansion—and that would finally enable her to truly break free from her father’s domain.
The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. Yet it still bothered her that this solution relied not solely on her own strength but on someone else’s cooperation—and realistically, she had no better alternative.
“And… Oh Se Jin too.”
It would also serve as an excellent shield against Oh Se Jin, whose true intentions remained utterly inscrutable. Satisfied with how perfectly everything seemed to align, Yura suddenly remembered something she’d overlooked: the head of the CH Group.
CH was in a position to choose among numerous marriage prospects. The real question was whether they’d seriously consider a marriage alliance with Jin Hwa Group—the third-largest conglomerate—and especially with her, given the widespread rumors that she’d severed ties with her family.
“But can Baek Yeo Woo really convince his parents?”
She’d exchanged greetings with them a few times through Yoo Gun, but beyond that, they had no personal connection—and she had no idea how they truly saw her, which left her unsettled.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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