Hyun-sook has finished moving. After arranging the furniture and organizing things, only three family members and a few helpers remained.
The three family members gathered around the tea table and enjoyed tea and snacks. While chatting, Hyun-sook checked the time and then took the remote control.
“Oh! I almost missed our son’s news.”
“Mother, please.”
As Kang-woo tried to change the channel, Hyun-sook pushed her son’s hand. Se-a chuckled while watching Kang-woo rubbing his forehead. It’s been amusing every time they watched this confrontation for a few weeks now.
Kang-woo has been busy lately going on various broadcasts. Thanks to Se-a, he was labeled with various nicknames, starting from a just man, a romanticist of the century, and many more.
Originally, he wouldn’t have responded to broadcasts, but there were two main reasons he reluctantly followed. First, because of Jisea. Second, because of business.
The contents of growing up in an orphanage, the hardships received from his in-laws. Kang-woo’s heart ached as Se-a revealed not only himself but also her vulnerabilities as a woman.
So, the next day, when Se-a resisted to prevent the spread of the content, she said,
“Kang-woo, I’m not ashamed of my past because I haven’t done anything wrong. But… it’s embarrassing to just stand by and watch my husband endure all kinds of misunderstandings and curses just to protect me. It hurts as if my heart is being torn apart.”
What could he do?
The power of the ball thrown by Jisea was truly remarkable. It was realistic yet very touching.
He realized that she had created a connection that anyone could feel, and the way people looked at themselves changed suddenly, regardless of age or gender.
Especially, the older mothers tightly held his hand, saying, “You’ve been through a lot,” for his wife and mother.
Of course, it greatly contributed to the corporate image as well. Thanks to that, investors and advertisements increased several times.
Hyun-sook couldn’t take her eyes off her son’s face on TV. When she quietly looked at such a mother, Se-a handed her a piece of an apology.
“I think it’s filial piety. Mother likes it.”
The deep words were so lovely that Kang-woo stroked Se-a’s back. Finally, when the program ended, Hyun-sook turned off the TV.
“Our daughter-in-law, a gem. Beautiful face, deep heart, and good at writing. Kang-woo, you should treat Se-a well for the rest of your life. You’re blessed.”
“Yes.”
“You’re treating her well even now.”
Se-a lightly touched Kang-woo’s arm draped over her shoulder.
“Oh, look at them.”
“Sorry.”
“Just saying. It’s so nice for you to live happily. Anyway, thanks for coming today.”
Hyun-sook yawned slightly tired and then stood up.
“Are you going to sleep already, Mother?”
“I’m going to watch a drama for a bit and then sleep. You should go home now.”
“… Already?”
“Why does this one keep saying already? Let’s keep our promise to each other. Even if the house is close, let’s not come and go as we please, respecting each other’s privacy.”
“I’m worried that you might be lonely, Mother…”
“Se-a, Mom is busy now. I have to go on a trip and meet friends. I’m in my prime at 50.”
Kang-woo, who was still sitting on the sofa, took Se-a’s hand.
“Let’s go. Just like that.”
Then he whispered softly. Let’s give some time to Mom too. Reluctantly, Se-a stood up, and Hyun-sook’s phone rang. Checking the caller ID, Hyun-sook smiled warmly.
“Oh, it seems she called because of tomorrow’s gathering. Kids, go on then.”
Hyun-sook entered the room. Kang-woo took Se-a’s tote bag for her.
“Give me your hand.”
Holding out her hand, they went to the entrance. Kang-woo bent his knees and picked up Se-a’s shoes.
“Foot.”
“Oh, I’ll do it myself.”
She hesitated, feeling embarrassed despite wearing stockings. However, Kang-woo grasped Se-a’s ankle and helped her put on the heels, as if putting on baby shoes.
“It’s dirty.”
“Not dirty at all.”
Kang-woo gently kissed Se-a’s forehead. Terrified it might fall, he held her ears and Se-a kissed his lips.
“Unbelievable. Why are you so proactive?”
“…Because I like it.”
As Kang-woo’s earlobes turned red as a habit, he whispered something.
⭐⭐⭐
It was Saturday night, and it felt like a waste to just sleep like this. Se-a placed a Zen game and two crystal glasses on the tea table, waiting for Kang-woo.
Finally, Kang-woo, wearing a white silk gown, came out of the dressing room. While tightening the belt, Kang-woo chuckled. Se-a, sitting on the sofa, gathering her knees, glanced at Kang-woo.
“Why are you suddenly laughing?”
“Because it’s cute when you look at me with round eyes.”
“…Tch.”
“Do you know that? Jisea’s expressions of affection towards me are bold.”
Taking a wine from the wine cellar in the living room, Kang-woo returned to the sofa.
Before Se-a’s gaze could leave Kang-woo’s lips, he didn’t seem to remember what he was saying, busy uncorking the bottle.
“Why… stop talking in the middle. I’ve been waiting.”
“Oh, sorry. Where did I stop?”
“It’s okay.”
Se-a’s lips pouted.
“Did you come to pick me up?”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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