Sarang drove home in Dohan’s car.
Unexpectedly, with the end of their secret relationship, there was no need to go separately anymore.
“Do you have plans for this weekend?”
Sitting in the passenger seat, Sarang asked, looking at the calendar on her phone.
Half of June has already passed.
“I need to go home on Saturday.”
“What’s going on at home…”
“It’s my father’s memorial day.”
“Oh.”
Sarang replied briefly with an awkward expression.
It was perplexing how to react, knowing that Dohan and his father didn’t have a good relationship.
“Sorry for not being able to take you.”
On the other hand, Dohan interpreted her silence differently.
Despite proposing marriage and everything, he was bothered by not being able to introduce Sarang to his family.
After Hyeri’s surgery, Dohan’s attitude towards Kyungchul had changed a bit.
He had been angry at Dohan for the pain Hyeri went through, but when his daughter returned safely after the surgery, he felt a great relief.
Just knowing that Hyeri was alive gave him great comfort.
As a result, the resentment he always held against Dohan seemed to have softened.
Not that their relationship had improved, but Dohan was no longer despised as before.
Now, all of Kyungchul’s attention was focused on Hyeri’s health, and Dohan was out of the picture.
For Dohan, it was actually a fortunate turn of events.
He only visited during weekends, like this one with Kyungchul’s birthday or some special occasion.
Since they couldn’t sever the ties between parent and child, they decided to maintain a certain distance.
However, it was a sorry situation for Sarang.
If she married Dohan, her relationship with Kyungchul would be worse than that of a son-in-law and father-in-law.
The relationship with Hyeri would also be uncomfortable, so Dohan had to apologize in advance.
“I’m okay. Have a safe trip.”
Sarang was confused because of his dark expression.
It wasn’t that he quietly accepted not being able to go together, but rather, he belatedly brightened his face.
“I have no plans on Sunday. Let’s meet that day.”
“Yes.”
Sarang nodded her head and hesitated to say something.
After several attempts, she finally spoke.
“But…”
Dohan waited for her, who seemed hesitant to speak.
He thought it might be about what they would do when they met on Sunday.
“Do your sister and others know about us meeting again?”
Dohan couldn’t answer immediately to this unexpected question.
It wasn’t confusion.
It was because he felt sorry that Sarang was concerned about this aspect.
“No. We’re not close enough to talk about such things.”
Dohan nodded silently, and Sarang, who was nodding with an anxious look, seemed to know what he was thinking.
As Hyeri was involved in their breakup, Sarang worried about what would happen if they found out about their reunion.
“I know I’ll meet you.”
“Huh? How would you know…”
Sarang asked in puzzlement, and Dohan showed his left hand.
“The ring. We’ve been wearing it for five years.”
“How would I know that it’s our couple ring?”
The ring couldn’t be decisive evidence.
Especially since I misunderstood Dohan’s ring to be shared with another woman.
Moreover, it wasn’t like they were affectionate siblings, and he didn’t seem to have told Hyeri everything.
“I only have Sarang, no other women matter to me, not even Park Hyeri.”
“What is that…”
“You don’t have to worry about it.”
Instead of giving detailed explanations, Dohan smiled lightly.
He didn’t want to reveal that he was fixated on a woman resembling his father.
He didn’t want to say it was an obsession but rather love, but admitting that would be pitiful for his late mother.
It was heartbreaking to see his mother, who had lived looking at the back of a husband who loved only one woman for a lifetime.
So, he couldn’t define his feelings for her as pure love.
Of course, when he whispered “I love you” to her, it was sincere, but he considered it an obsession for himself.
Even so, he wanted to comfort his late mother somehow.
The next day, Sarang left the office alone after work.
She had made up a story to Dohan about meeting friends for dinner and went to a cafe.
Sitting there, waiting for someone, tension reflected on her face.
The person she was meeting was not a friend but Hyeri.
After pondering last night, Sarang had called Hyeri.
After awkwardly exchanging greetings, she brought up the main topic, suggesting meeting once.
She hadn’t told Dohan the truth because she thought the plans might be canceled if he found out.
Every time Sarang mentioned Hyeri, Dohan only said not to worry.
However, Sarang couldn’t do that.
She couldn’t pretend not to know the younger sister of the man who had proposed to her.
Knowing her number and that Hyeri had been unwell, staying silent bothered Sarang all the time.
At this rate, if she married Dohan, she might see Hyeri at the wedding venue.
Sarang took a sip of water to ease her tension.
Putting the cup down and raising her head, she saw Hyeri.
Startled, Sarang quickly stood up.
“Hello.”
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