She had come to Sehan Hospital to meet Director Seo Kook-hwan but ended up wandering and came down to the parking lot.
Sunhwa witnessed Hyunwoo supporting a woman into the hospital.
So she followed them.
“Hyunwoo is taking care of a person named Yoo Suhyang, Yoo Suhyang, that’s what he said. I’ve heard that name somewhere.”
Was she someone she knew?
Trying to extract her thoughts from the car, Sunhwa searched for the name Yoo Suhyang on her phone.
It was because she seemed to have seen her on television. And indeed, her memory was correct.
She was a middle-aged actress who had already been in the industry for 30 years.
What connection did this woman have with Seo Hyunwoo?
A friend of the deceased mother? Or a acquaintance of the father?
Something seems strange.
If only she could have eavesdropped on their conversation. However, that was impossible.
Although it seemed quite awkward from a distance.
Sunhwa couldn’t go home due to her curiosity. Asking directly might be the quickest.
So she decided to wait, perhaps Hyunwoo might come out alone first.
However, a while later, contrary to Sunhwa’s expectations, Hyunwoo came out supporting Suhyang, and the two got into his car and left.
Sunhwa followed them without hesitation.
It was the end of a 28-hour shift.
So-ri was just leaving the hospital lobby, walking towards the bus stop.
Her face, which had turned gloomy, had an unusually slow and lifeless pace.
It was not only due to fatigue but also because just before leaving work, she received a text from Hyunwoo.
[Leave work first when it’s over. I might be a little late.]The expectation of leaving work together with Hyunwoo turned out to be a disappointment.
As far as I know, he didn’t have any plans for this evening.
Could it be that he’s avoiding me now? Is he starting to avoid me because he hates me?
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.
Looking at the message from him again, it felt like a fishbone was stuck in my throat. No, not a fishbone, more like a peach pit.
It felt like my throat was suddenly blocked.
Intoxicated by my own feelings, I avoided Hyunwoo, treated him coldly, and was blunt for days. So, it was likely to hurt his feelings.
Yet, I couldn’t ask him to go home alone after his duty, pretending to be a detached lover.
Since starting this relationship, why do ordinary things become emotionally challenging?
Yesterday, I misunderstood his words alone.
Earlier, when we met in Hyejin’s hospital room during the day, I should have at least pretended to be a bit more relaxed.
“Why did you do that? Why did you act like someone with no back?”
Should I write a letter?
Actually, it’s not like that.
Can’t I give a lot of carrots?
This is all because I’m starving for affection.
“What are you saying? Right now.”
No way, if I get kicked out?
Professor, saying he’s struggling, won’t ask me to live at your house until we get married.
If I get kicked out, I can endure it without leaving.
As complicated as her feelings, the thoughts in her head were chaotic, vacillating back and forth.
With the courage surging somewhere, she decided to meet and clash with him. With a courage that was somehow rising, she walked forward, eager to resolve the situation.
At that moment.
A shadow fell before So-ri’s eyes as she walked, looking at the ground, obstructed by a man standing in front of her.
When she raised her head, a man wearing a black mask was staring intently at her.
So-ri was startled, trembling in surprise.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
