“One minute is up, I’ll end the call.”
I knew it would come to this.
Thinking there was no need to hear more, Dahyun moved to end the call by bringing her hand to the phone. However, at the moment she was about to end the call, Dahyun hesitated as Yoonhee urgently spoke up.
[It’s not my brother’s child!]Yoonhee pleaded, begging not to end the call, saying it’s not her brother’s child.
Dahyun stopped in her tracks, wondering what she had just heard.
[Oppa, it’s not my brother’s child!]After Yoonhee said it’s not her brother’s child, she pleaded desperately, asking her not to hang up.
Dahyun corrected her grip on the mobile phone, pressing it against her ear.
“What did you say?”
What did I just hear?
There were times when Dahyun thought that Yoonhee’s child might not be Minhyuk’s. However, when dealing with the child, she saw genuine emotions in Yoonhee’s expression and believed that the child was indeed Minhyuk’s.
However.
Not Minhyuk’s child?
“What are you talking about? So, are you saying that Mr. Minhyuk is not the father of Ms. Yoonhee’s child? Is the child really sick? Did you lie about that? No, first of all, is the child really sick?”
Dahyun poured out questions rapidly, but Yoonhee sobbed and sniffled in response. However, Dahyun had no intention of comforting or speaking to Yoonhee if she didn’t want to.
Dahyun paced around Yul’s room, feeling incredulous. It didn’t make sense. Why did she leave the house and let Minhyuk go if the child wasn’t his?
Minhyuk might have deceived her until the end about not remembering, but she had left so that he could comfortably make a decision if his child was sick.
But now, to hear that it wasn’t Minhyuk’s child!
[Ugh, sob. It’s true that the child is sick. I came to Korea because I couldn’t reject Mr. Dahyun’s father’s proposal… Ah, s-sorry. I misspoke.]Yoonhee carefully avoiding mentioning Seuchul seemed suspicious.
She knew they had met, but she had never guessed that Seuchul would invite Yoonhee to Korea.
“Ms. Yoonhee, do you know what you’re saying right now?”
[When I showed you the pregnancy test in the past and said it was my brother’s child, I wasn’t pregnant. It was a lie. I had no choice; it was the only way to make you break up with Mr. Minhyuk.]Her legs lost strength, and her body swayed. Dahyun barely supported herself against the wall. Yoonhee’s revelation about Seuchul, along with her bombshell statement, was dizzying.
“What are you saying now? Why are you saying this only now? You had plenty of opportunities to say it! But after insisting it was Mr. Minhyuk’s child until the end, why are you doing this now? Instead of deceiving me to the end, why not just tell the truth?”
Unless Yoonhee and I were fated in a past life, we couldn’t be so entangled in such a cruel way.
Dahyun’s lips trembled. This was not just a white lie; it was practically a scam.
How?
How could someone lie about a life, especially their own child?
Still, even if Yoonhee lied about the child’s father, if the child is suffering from an illness, shouldn’t she consider Yoonhee not the worst as a mother?
A shallow breath escaped Dahyun’s lips. Her thighs twitched slightly, and standing became difficult; her entire body lost its strength.
[Let’s talk more when we meet. I’ll come to where you are, Dahyun. I’ll leave right away, so just tell me where to meet. Let’s meet now, Dahyun.] Kim Yoonhee suggested meeting. She said she would explain the details in person. [I’ll show you clear evidence that it’s not my brother’s child. I’ll also explain how I got to know the chairman. So please, let’s meet.]Dahyun refrained from notifying that Seuchul didn’t know Yoonhee. Both Seuchul and Yoonhee were equally untrustworthy beings.
She needed to know how Yoonhee and Seuchul first became involved.
Dahyun wanted to verify directly if everything Yoonhee said on the phone was true.
Along with that, she wanted to know why Yoonhee suddenly changed her mind and confessed.
“Okay. I’ll send you the location and time through text.”
Dahyun spoke only her part before Kim Yoonhee could say something.
As soon as she hung up, the strength left her body, and she sank onto the floor.
“It wasn’t Minhyuk’s child.”
In the past, she avoided mentioning Yoonhee’s child, afraid of asking him about it.
When her memories returned, they haunted her like a nightmare, and she couldn’t shake them off, leading to this point.
But now, Yoonhee says the child isn’t Minhyuk’s.
The moment all the stress and tension she had been carrying dissipated.
“What on earth is this for…”
With a soft thud, Dahyun’s phone slipped from her hand.
Even though she should be happy that it’s not his child, considering the things she had been deceived about by Yoonhee, she couldn’t feel joy.
Dahyun couldn’t figure out whether to cry or laugh at the chaotic bombardment from Yoonhee.
Seuchul welcomed Shihun, who came without any appointment, with a friendly smile.
“Hehe, how’s Chairman Kang’s health? If you had contacted me earlier, I would have personally welcomed you.”
Shihun glanced around Yusong Group’s chairman’s office and chuckled.
He knew that Seuchul outwardly acted friendly but wasn’t sincere.
“Now, you know that I’m currently in charge of HG Group’s chairmanship instead of my father, right?”
“Ahaha, that’s right. Sorry about that. As I’m getting older, I tend to forget things.”
Shihun realized that Seuchul noticed he was deliberately steering the conversation away, ignoring him.
“Chairman Kang.”
Already irritated, and this old man is acting like a fool!
“Yeah. You must have a reason for coming to me directly. Probably something intentionally brought you to the company.”
He looks like an old man with a rickety cart!
Shihun, aware that Seuchul would clearly know the reason for his sudden visit without an appointment, shook a USB drive in front of Seuchul as if to prove it.
The wrinkles deepened, and Seuchul’s gaze, already sagging, turned cold.
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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