In times like when Jung Jaehoon was around and even now, Jaein didn’t avoid difficulties but faced them head-on. Despite being someone who would naturally want to avoid and fear the situation, Taesuh couldn’t stop her from having the courage.
So, Taesuh had been guarding the door since Jaein entered the study. She stayed there all the time, ready to enter immediately if there was any sign of a loud noise. Just in case, she also had security guards waiting in front of the entrance.
Taesuh wanted to focus only on Jaein, who was confronting Jaehoon, but Seunghee, who kept wandering around and eavesdropping, bothered her.
It was for this reason that she first spoke to Seunghee, who was observing her and muttering while looking at her lips.
“I heard your health deteriorated so rapidly that you need to be hospitalized.”
“……. ”
“You look healthy. At least it seems you don’t need a wheelchair.”
It was a statement that she could easily respond to the upcoming prosecutor’s summons investigation. Seunghee, irritated by the pointed words, opened her eyes wide.
After all, her husband knew about the affair with Secretary Choi. It meant that she didn’t have to be overly afraid of Kang Taesuh’s leverage.
“Do you think I would fall for something like you? You, who seems to have grown up so beautifully and still doesn’t know the ways of the world!”
“Grown up beautifully. Who are you talking about?”
Seunghee, who smirked while making an incomprehensible remark, blinked her eyelids quickly as she looked at Taesuh, who asked the question.
“Seeing you so confident, Chairman Jo seems to be willing to forgive his wife’s denial.”
“Did you do something like that? You, to Yuri’s dad…”
“I’m grateful that your husband is generous. However, people will find the messy stories of a chaebol very interesting. Congratulations. You will soon become famous.”
Seunghee bit her lips in response to the clear mockery. Now, no matter what means she used, she couldn’t make him her son-in-law. Seunghee knew that criticizing what she had missed was more comforting than regretting it.
“Aren’t you curious about how our Yuri is doing right now?”
“Why would I bother thinking about someone I’ve never been curious about my whole life?”
“It’s amazing. Your taste is really unique. How did you fall for that kind of person, leaving someone like our Yuri behind!”
“I’ve endured a lot.”
Taesuh heard about it from Jaein not too long ago. How a fifteen-year-old girl lived in this house until she became an adult at twenty-two.
Anger welled up in Taesuh’s eyes as she stared at the small door under the stairs visible behind Seunghee on the 2nd-floor landing.
The small door, made small to use as a storage room, was usually about 2/3 the size of a regular door. It was evident even without examining it that the space inside would be cramped and the ceiling low because it was under the stairs.
Jaein endured eight years in that narrow and chilly place.
In winter, the floor heating was uneven, and the cold wind came through a small window directly into the freezing yard. In summer, she had to endure with just one fan without air conditioning.
Jaein said there were more than a few times when she wanted to open that window and run away.
She wasn’t physically confined, but she lived a life almost like being imprisoned. She went back and forth only between home, school, and the practice room, and even that was under the surveillance of Seunghee.
“I would have preferred it if Jo Yuri tore up my dance clothes, put a razor in my shoes, and threw the underwear she tried to wash to the dog.”
“……. ”
“I could endure piling up garbage in front of my room, not getting hot water during a shower in the middle of winter, strange smells in my room, or unidentified stains on the pillow. What I really hated was something else. A few months before the competition, she gave me a practice room, provided a good teacher, and then, on the day of the competition, she would visit and lock me out from the outside. It happened several times. Every time, she seemed to say that no matter how hard I tried, it would be useless, and I really hated that.”
“…… Look at me.”
“Now it’s okay.”
Jaein’s eyes, moist and soft, were smiling. Seunghee repeatedly gave hope to the young Jaein and then crushed and trampled it.
If Jo Yuri had continuously tried to break Jaein’s spirit, Seunghee tried to break and trample her heart.
“I was accustomed to friends who seemed to look at me with contempt suddenly, finger-pointing and calling me dirty. But it was hard to see my favorite friends suffer and be in pain. So eventually, no one stayed by my side.”
The person who had dried up young Jaein’s blood in every possible way was right in front of her. Taesuh’s jawline, tensed with strength, looked even sharper.
“You don’t have to endure it.”
“W-What…?”
“I got my master’s permission. So I’m thinking of thoroughly tearing everything apart.”
“What are you talking about right now…?”
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
