Seo Cheol’s voice softened as if relieved by her answer, and a laugh was heard.
Cunning old man.
“Yes. It’s the best way to make Han Da Hyun weak. She crumbles and suffers alone without relying on anyone.”
[Right, right. Min Hyuk, that guy is even worse than a snake. There’s no use talking to Han Da Hyun while Min Hyuk is around. Yun Hee, I’m counting on you to succeed like before.]“One success leads to another, right? I’m ending the call.”
Yun Hee hung up without waiting for Seo Cheol’s response.
She felt a tinge of pity for Da Hyun being Seo Cheol’s daughter.
Two years ago, she didn’t know, but Seo Cheol was the worst kind of father.
She hadn’t felt much guilt for ruining Da Hyun before, but this time it felt different.
Maybe because Da Hyun was pregnant.
“How wonderful it would be if my child were Min Hyuk’s.”
Min Hyuk and I never even kissed.
My past lie to Han Da Hyun turned into reality as I ended up giving birth to my child alone.
I could have easily found the child’s father, but I chose not to. When I gave birth, I erased the child’s father from my world.
Yun Hee looked at the wallpaper on her phone, a picture of her daughter, who was small for her age, wearing a hospital gown with an IV in her tiny hand, and let out a hollow laugh.
Ding-Ding[Dash]
Yun Hee, lost in thought, checked the message from Seo Cheol.
It was Han Da Hyun’s number.
“No matter how you look at it, this isn’t how you treat your own daughter.”
Seo Cheol’s treatment of Han Da Hyun seemed more like a stepfather than a biological father, almost as if she was the child of an enemy.
“Well, the world is full of different kinds of people.”
Yun Hee nonchalantly saved Han Da Hyun’s number sent by Seo Cheol.
Ding-Ding[Dash] Ding-Ding[Dash]
Her eyes widened as she was about to save the number. The phone screen changed, and a video call came through.
[Dash]Lina[Dash]It was the nanny taking care of her daughter.
Yun Hee, unlike when receiving Seo Cheol’s call, quickly combed her hair with her hands to look presentable.
After checking her appearance in the mirror, she extended her arm holding the phone as far as she could.
Yun Hee cleared her throat several times before answering the call.
The screen switched to show her daughter’s face. Yun Hee smiled genuinely and comfortably.
“My baby!”
Her smile was unburdened, unlike when she first came to Korea, determined to make Min Hyuk unhappy.
[Mom!]Hearing Yun Hee’s voice, the child called out to her, showing her teeth.
Yun Hee held back her tears, seeing her daughter had lost weight since she last saw her.
She was in no position to sympathize with Han Da Hyun’s pregnancy.
The video call with her daughter made Yun Hee aware of her own situation once again.
She needed money for her daughter’s spinal muscular atrophy treatment.
[This is a time separator.]As evening approached, Da Hyun realized it was time for Min Hyuk to return home and felt a headache coming on again.
She had been fine with Yul, but the headache started anew.
Da Hyun bit her lip, unprepared to face Min Hyuk yet.
She had vowed countless times to act normal around him, but it wasn’t as easy as she had resolved.
To get Kim Yun Hee’s number, she had to check his phone.
After Yul left, Da Hyun texted Chan to thank him, but he hadn’t replied.
Chan, who she hadn’t seen in a long time, must have found it strange that she didn’t remember him, but he hadn’t asked anything.
When she heard the story of her first meeting with Min Hyuk, Chan must have known but remained silent.
Why did he stay quiet?
Da Hyun was pondering Chan’s thoughts when Min Hyuk opened the door and entered.
He approached Da Hyun, who was leaning against the bedhead.
“Da Hyun.”
“…….”
Min Hyuk felt slighted that Da Hyun was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice his arrival. He gently took her hand, which was resting on the blanket.
Finally noticing Min Hyuk had entered the room and sat beside her, Da Hyun was startled and quickly withdrew her hand from his grasp.
“You’re back?”
“Yes, I’m back.”
Da Hyun tried to manage her expression, feeling guilty for overtly rejecting his touch. It would seem strange to him, especially after she had said she trusted him.
“Your friend came over?”
“Yes. I was feeling lonely, so I contacted Yul, and thankfully, she came right away.”
Min Hyuk quietly sat at the edge of the bed, observing her face, then glanced at the shopping bags Yul had left, labeled as gifts.
He quickly realized the cute items in the bags were baby products.
“These are gifts for our baby, I suppose?”
Min Hyuk picked up a baby toy from the pristine white shopping bag and shook it.
Watching Min Hyuk shake the rattle, Da Hyun unintentionally blurted out,
“Now that I see, you haven’t changed a bit from before, Min Hyuk.”
The movement of Min Hyuk’s hand, shaking the rattle, stopped abruptly. Realizing what she had just said, Da Hyun quickly clamped her mouth shut.
A lengthy silence filled the room.
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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