A Thrilling Divorce (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 15

Shocked by Do Ha’s icy attitude, Seo Bin stared at his front door for a long time before suddenly letting the corners of her lips curl up slightly.

“No matter how cold you act, I know you like me, Oppa.”

Seo Bin had always been confident. She was the type who wouldn’t be satisfied until she got everything she wanted.

She still thought it was a little regrettable that she’d momentarily turned her eyes away during the time Do Ha had been utterly smitten with her.

Because of that, he’d left her coldly and decisively.

A few years after they broke up, when the topic of marriage between Do Ha and herself came up, Seo Bin thought marrying him wouldn’t be a bad idea.

She’d met countless men, but none had been as sincere toward her as he had.

The other day, when she saw him at Chairman Cha’s house, he’d become an even more handsome man.

Though the warm smile he used to give her was gone, and his expression toward her was as cold as ice, his significantly more mature and attractive appearance made her heart flutter without her even realizing it.

His new demeanor felt different from before—more alluring—and stirred something deep inside her.

Today, Seo Bin had mustered great courage and spent the entire morning getting ready to meet him, but he predictably pushed her away with the same chilling indifference. The more he rejected her, the stronger her competitive spirit grew.

After staring intently at his front door, she finally pressed the elevator button.

As she rode down, Seo Bin kept pondering how she could possibly win back his heart.

Ji Sung arrived in front of the house he used to live in and silently stared at the front door.

He couldn’t believe that a place he’d freely entered and exited had now become somewhere he needed to ring the doorbell to enter. Yet, that was the reality.

Without a word, Ji Sung pressed the doorbell. Soon, the door opened.

So Myung stood at the door with a gaunt face and a somber expression—thinner than before.

“Come in.”

Her voice carried a chill.

Ji Sung followed So Myung into the living room. When he noticed the large wedding photo that used to hang there was gone, his expression hardened.

“Just hand over the documents and go.”

“Where’s our photo frame?”

At Ji Sung’s childish question, So Myung stared at him as if utterly exasperated.

“Are you really asking because you don’t know?”

“I’m asking because I don’t know.”

“I broke it—I was sick of looking at it.”

“What?”

“I told you: hand over the documents and leave.”

“So Myung.”

“If you won’t give them to me, then leave. I don’t want to spend even a second more with you.”

“Is that really how you feel?”

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Huh?”

“Stop just standing there—hand over the papers and go.”

“So Myung, are ten years together really meaningless to you? Throwing away our wedding photo… that was too harsh.”

“You’re the last person who should be saying that.”

“I know. Still…”

“Hey! Ji Sung An, just drop it and leave.”

“You’re suspicious.”

“What??”

“Did you get yourself a new man?”

“…….”

So Myung was so dumbfounded she could only let out bitter laughter.

“Are you laughing?”

“Ji Sung, please leave.”

So Myung’s eyes looked so sorrowful as she gazed at Ji Sung that he glared back and shouted at her.

“Just tell me!”

“Tell you what?”

“What’s going on between you and the CEO?”

“Seriously… they say if you only have dirt in your eyes, you’ll see nothing but dirt.”

“What did you say?”

Furious at So Myung’s cold behavior, Ji Sung’s eyes burned with rage as he glared at her, breathing heavily.

Looking into his anger-filled eyes, So Myung thought to herself,

‘This isn’t the Ji Sung I used to know. He’s scary.’

Their eyes met, and So Myung calmly spoke to him.

“Ji Sung, snap out of it. We’re getting divorced soon. It’s better for both of us to erase these memories quickly.”

There was nothing wrong with what she said—she was right.

‘Why am I acting like this? Maybe it really is attachment that’s terrifying.’

Ji Sung instinctively shook his head firmly.

“Please leave. Honestly, it’s hard for me to even look at you.”

So Myung pleaded with him.

Without a word, Ji Sung walked out, placed the documents on the kitchen table, and said,

“Eat something. You look terrible.”

Then he quickly left the house. So Myung stood silently in the now-empty space he’d just vacated.

‘Why do you keep talking like the old you again?’

His behavior made her heart ache once more. She resolved to steel her heart even further. Opening her eyes wide, she took out the documents Ji Sung had left behind and began reading them.

Ji Sung took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

‘Is it really over now?’

So Myung’s cold eyes kept flashing before his mind’s eye.

The next morning, So Myung woke up early and went outside. Feeling too weak to jog, she decided instead to take a slow walk.

She began walking toward the park trail.

Just then, Do Ha’s car emerged from the apartment’s underground garage and sped toward the gate.

When Do Ha caught sight of So Myung, he unconsciously said,

“Slow down for a moment, please.”

“Yes, sir.”

As the driver eased off the accelerator, Do Ha fixed his gaze intently on So Myung.

Seeing her out for a walk instantly lifted his mood. Only when she grew distant did he finally tear his eyes away from her.

Curious about Do Ha’s behavior, Secretary Lee glanced sideways and asked,

“CEO, why were you staring so fixedly at someone?”

Slightly flustered by the question, Do Ha gave an awkward reply,

“Someone I know just passed by.”

Surprised, Secretary Lee asked,

“Do you actually know someone who lives around here, sir?”

“No. That’s enough already…”

“Yes, sir.”

Whenever Secretary Lee tried to get closer to Do Ha, he always distanced himself. Adjusting her expression, she continued,

“Today’s schedule is…”

While listening to her schedule rundown, Do Ha’s mind remained troubled.

Lately, Secretary Lee had grown increasingly worried seeing Do Ha wear such a dark expression all the time—something must be wrong.

Just then, Do Ha’s phone rang. He checked the caller ID and frowned.

“Yes.”

[What’s going on with you and Seo Bin?]

“Father, I have no intention of marrying Seo Bin.”

[What are you saying?]

“I already told you last time.”

[You stubborn boy. Come to my office.]

“I’m sorry, but I can’t right now due to my schedule.”

[Cha Do Ha!]

Chairman Cha’s furious shout echoed through the receiver.

Beside him, Secretary Lee sat frozen in panic, nervously adjusting her glasses with trembling fingers.

Ignoring his father’s outburst, Do Ha remained expressionless and calmly stated his piece,

“Father, I’m hanging up now.”

[Wait.]

“…….”

[Do Ha, didn’t you say last time you had someone you liked? Bring her to me right away.]

“Father…”

[If you don’t bring her within this week, I’ll set the wedding date with Seo Bin myself.]

After Chairman Cha abruptly ended the call, a sigh slipped out of Do Ha’s lips.

His head was already spinning from dealing with Seo Bin, and now his father was adding to the mess—everything just kept going wrong.

Do Ha began pondering how to resolve this situation.

After hanging up with Do Ha, Chairman Cha muttered to himself,

“You’re really going to pull this? We’ll see if you can actually find a woman who doesn’t exist.”

He simply couldn’t understand why Do Ha was so dead set against marrying Seo Bin.

Seo Bin came from an excellent family and possessed beauty that could rival anyone’s.

She was young, capable, and stunning.

Moreover, a marriage between Do Ha and Seo Bin would be a strategically vital alliance between two major corporations—beneficial not only to the businesses but also to Do Ha, the future chairman.

‘Heartless boy who doesn’t understand his father’s intentions.’

Though reserved, Do Ha had always had a warm heart since childhood, which Chairman Cha deeply cherished.

But because Do Ha would one day inherit the company, his father had always scolded him more than praised him—especially targeting his gentle nature—to make him strong. Harsh discipline had become his daily routine.

The cheerful, kind child gradually lost his smile as he entered adolescence and began avoiding his father. From then on, their relationship only grew more distant.

Though that wasn’t what he truly wanted.

As an adult, Do Ha had transformed from a sensitive, introverted boy into a charismatic, cold man, excelling as the head of his design division.

It was good that he’d grown up well and worked diligently, but their ever-widening father-son gap remained a constant source of worry.

Chairman Cha had even hoped that if bright and affectionate Seo Bin became his daughter-in-law, Do Ha’s icy personality might soften a little—and perhaps their relationship would improve too.

But Do Ha’s bombshell revelation—that he was rejecting Seo Bin for another woman—left Chairman Cha deeply unsettled.

He firmly resolved that if Do Ha couldn’t produce this supposed girlfriend, he’d immediately set the wedding date with Seo Bin.

After finishing her walk, So Myung returned home and went straight to the balcony garden. She wiped the leaves, lightly misted them with a spray bottle, checked the soil in each pot, and generously watered those that were dry.

The houseplants, drenched in So Myung’s care, proudly displayed their fresh, vibrant leaves.

She looked at the lush green pots with tender affection.

‘Yes, let’s live again. Let’s live.’

After showering and stepping back inside, she sat at the dining table and began filling out the documents Ji Sung had given her yesterday.

After finishing work, Ji Sung returned to Ra Hee’s officetel and called out loudly,

“Ra Hee, I’m home!”

But the officetel was empty.

“Huh? Where’d she go?”

As soon as he loosened his tie, Ji Sung pulled out his phone and dialed Ra Hee.

A moment later, Ra Hee’s voice came through the receiver.

“Ra Hee?”

[Yeah, Oppa.]

“Where are you? Why aren’t you back yet? Didn’t you finish work before me?”

[Yeah… it’s just…]

Her voice was filled with guilt.

“Something come up?”

When Ji Sung asked with concern, Ra Hee replied,

[Oppa, a friend just called me—she broke up with her boyfriend today.]

“So?”

[What do you mean, “so”?]

“I just… will you be late?”

[Not too late. But I think I need to comfort her a bit?]

“Which friend?”

[Oppa!]

Annoyed by his prying, Ra Hee’s irritated tone came through clearly.

“Fine. Got it.”

[Order something to eat, okay?]

“Yeah.”

As soon as Ra Hee hung up, Ji Sung’s face fell. Starving, he opened the fridge—only to find it completely empty. His stomach growled loudly.

He let out a silent sigh. He suddenly missed the hot, steaming doenjang-jjigae So Myung used to make for him.

In this situation, constantly comparing his current life to life with So Myung made him feel utterly pitiful.

Ra Hee was young and full of energy—her vibrancy felt refreshingly different, and her captivating eyes had drawn him in.

But she was always lively, everywhere she went. She had many friends and loved social gatherings. With a heavy expression, Ji Sung scrolled through a food delivery app, struggling to decide what to eat.

Meanwhile, Ra Hee sat in a cozy bar.

But instead of a woman, a man sat across from her—broad-shouldered and sturdy, yet with a youthful, handsome face resembling a pretty boy.

Ra Hee crossed her legs and looked him up and down with an arrogant expression.

The man gazed at her desperately and said,

“Ra Hee, I can’t do it.”

Annoyed, Ra Hee looked at him and asked,

“What exactly can’t you do?”

“You… I can’t forget you. Let’s start over.”