“But I can’t understand, no matter how much I think about it. Why didn’t you just tell Minhyuk right away that he’s your child? Then he would help without turning away.”
Daehyun asked the question she was most curious about and blinked, tilting her head.
Then, the shoulders of Kim Yoonhee, who was still unsettled, stopped moving.
Daehyun focused, not wanting to miss any small reactions from Kim Yoonhee.
In the past, she believed it when Minhyuk had the child by presenting evidence.
But the more she thought about it, the more strange things surfaced.
Kim Yoonhee, who seemed greedy and possessive, wasn’t a woman who would easily give up and retreat from Minhyuk. Even if Minhyuk denied the existence of the child, she would have relentlessly taken him for child support.
But why is she… more than two years of silence and being quiet, and now causing a fuss?
This is why people should think and act calmly. Minhyuk not only didn’t believe Kim Yoonhee’s insistence that the child was his but also paid no attention to it.
Perhaps Kim Yoonhee never had Minhyuk’s child to begin with? If that’s the case, her actions made sense.
However, one couldn’t judge hastily. Minhyuk approached her, who had lost her memory, deceiving her as if it were their first meeting.
He was a man who deceived me without a drop of shame.
Daehyun tried to erase Minhyuk from her mind and pondered Yoonhee’s actions.
“Han Dahyun.”
“Yes.”
Kim Yoonhee couldn’t keep her hands still and repeatedly clenched and released them.
At this rate, she seemed more likely to leave without being able to counterattack or even raise her voice against Dahyun.
Something has changed. Dahyun is right, but something is definitely…
Kim Yoonhee, who had been staring at Dahyun, suddenly narrowed her eyes as if she had realized the identity of this unknown aura. As if she had understood the nature of this mysterious feeling, she smirked.
“Wait a moment.”
Unable to regain her composure due to Dahyun’s indiscriminate attack, Yoonhee exclaimed as if she had figured something out.
“Han Dahyun.”
When Yoonhee recalled what she had said to me when she showed evidence of manipulating Dahyun to deceive Minhyuk in the past, she realized that her recent words were strikingly similar to those from that time.
“Why didn’t you tell Minhyuk right away that you had his child? If it’s Minhyuk, he would help without turning away.”
Ah, now I understand why Dahyun suddenly felt different.
Kim Yoonhee, obtaining the answer, relaxed her tense muscles as if she had resolved the tension.
“You are really amazing.”
As Yoonhee began to laugh alone with her suddenly relaxed face, Dahyun, not knowing what unpredictable action she might take, remained on guard.
Dahyun waited until Yoonhee stopped laughing.
Clapping her hands, Yoonhee raised her head.
“You.”
Yoonhee dispensed with the honorifics when addressing Dahyun.
“You haven’t regained your memory, right?”
“…”
“Oh, did your memory come back?”
Convinced that Dahyun’s memory had returned, Yoonhee laughed again.
Dahyun calmly regulated her breathing.
Even if Yoonhee knew that her memory had returned, it didn’t matter to Dahyun, and she had no intention of hiding it.
“I don’t plan to answer my question yet, and I don’t intend to answer yours either.”
I had no intention of politely informing Yoonhee.
“What did you say?”
Yoonhee stopped laughing, and her face wrinkled. She looked ridiculous.
Even though it’s obvious that your memory has come back, are you trying to hide it?
“Does Minhyuk know? Dahyun, did your memory come back? If he knew, he probably wouldn’t have been able to go to work with peace of mind.”
“We don’t plan to tell others about our marital affairs.”
Dahyun knew what Yoonhee meant by her words, so she neither directly admitted nor denied that her memory had returned.
“Don’t say anything. You act as if nothing happened. Why didn’t Oppa notice? Don’t tell me you two haven’t seen each other?”
While living together?
Kim Yoonhee stuck out her tongue as if in amazement. Dahyun tightly clenched the hand placed on her thigh.
“Ms. Kim Yoonhee, I’ll ask you once again. Why didn’t you tell Mr. Minhyuk that you had his child, even though you knew you were pregnant? You acted as if you were going to tell me.”
“I plan to tell Oppa. The child should know the existence of their father. I feel really sorry toward you, Dahyun.”
When Kim Yoonhee spoke to me in great detail, telling me to break up with Minhyuk, she looked pitiful and pathetic, like a lonely woman who adorned her appearance brightly to hide her loneliness.
It wasn’t the gaze that now craved something, supported by evil.
For the first time, Dahyun thought that Kim Yoonhee might have a situation that she couldn’t tell anyone about.
“I was planning to tell you, but I ended up not doing it.”
“Why?”
“Although it hurts my pride, because I knew Oppa loved you a lot.”
Kim Yoonhee groped for memories of saying such things. However, she couldn’t recall what she had said. Most of the things she said to Dahyun at that time were lies.
“But is that really important? In the end, you married Oppa.”
“Ms. Kim Yoonhee, it’s important because it’s the father of your child.”
“…”
Kim Yoonhee couldn’t control her expression. She rolled her eyes here and there, then slowly lowered and raised her eyelids.
“Isn’t it more strange to think it’s not important?”
Dahyun genuinely thought so.
If she had no memory, she would still be unable to escape the shock and would have tried to believe only Minhyuk’s words.
She would have done nothing and just tried to stay by his side.
“And also, there was something bothering me. It’s been quite a while since I started asking this.”
But that was when her memory hadn’t returned.
“Ms. Kim Yoonhee, by any chance, have you ever met my father?”
Although it might seem strange to ask now after spitting out significant words in the past, she needed to confirm whether Soocheol knew all about her past but pretended not to.
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
