“Oppa is going to be a rapist. Oppa is smart, you know. Think about it. Does it make any sense for me to have a child with an orphan just because I like it?”
“Ji Seung-hee.”
“It’s Dae-hoon’s child. It’s a precious child that connects Dae-hoon and me. I can’t tolerate anything dirty on this child, even a speck.”
Seung-hee’s gaze, treating Hyeong-joo, who tried to reveal the child’s father, as trash, turned to her swollen belly. She gently caressed her belly and smiled happily.
No matter what happens, the child in her belly is Dae-hoon’s child. As long as she has decided, and Dae-hoon has accepted, it is an indisputable fact.
“You said you love me? That it won’t change?”
“…”
“Show how deep that feeling is, prove it throughout your life. Then I’ll acknowledge oppa’s feelings. Do you want to look good to me? Then be a person who helps me.”
“Seung-hee, are you sure you want to do this? Is this really what you want?”
“Yeah. What I want is to have the child of the man I love. I will fulfill that dream and become the wife of that man.”
Seung-hee’s eyes, saying so, did not sparkle with madness. Instead, they were calmly settled. As if she truly believed that the happiness she had achieved was real.
“I want to see you by my side for a lifetime.”
“That’s…”
“Oppa would be fine too. If you work hard, that wish will come true. I heard that Mr. Dae-hoon likes oppa. Once the company is sorted out, he plans to appoint oppa as the head of the secretarial department, right?”
“…”
“So, Secretary Kim. Please take care of our husband in the future as well.”
Behind the absent-minded Hyeong-joo, Seung-hee appeared and smiled dazzlingly at Dae-hoon. She was an unquestionably happy bride.
Afterward, Hyeong-joo never called her by name. He never casually looked at her. Working diligently like a dog, he gained Dae-hoon’s trust and became the head of the secretarial department, the one Dae-hoon trusted the most.
When Yoori was born, Seung-hee glanced at the silent Hyeong-joo behind her husband. However, realizing the subject, he remained silent, keeping his eyes lowered.
A few days after the child was born, Dae-hoon checked the results of the paternity test. The results were obvious.
“Look at this. Because of you, there’s only you for me. I’m really hurt.”
“I’m just making sure.”
“Now that you know she’s your daughter, hold her.”
“…She’s too small, I’m afraid to hold her.”
“You’re really weak when you see something like this.”
Seung-hee had expected her husband’s suspicious behavior, and it was Hyeong-joo who handed the results to Dae-hoon, finding gaps in what Seung-hee had prepared and creating a perfect result for Dae-hoon. Just as Seung-hee believed.
Whether Seung-hee’s strong belief had an effect or not, as the child grew, Yoori became a spitting image of Seung-hee. Strangely, there was no trace of resemblance to Hyeong-joo.
In the first few years, there was anxiety that Hyeong-joo might say something absurd, but he silently carried out his duties and treated her as the wife of his superior.
Immersed in the joy of giving the best to her daughter, Seung-hee gradually forgot the sins she had committed.
“Why are you looking at Yoori like that? Perhaps, are you trying to find where you resemble her?”
“…Hmm.”
“Is it only me who feels sad for resembling you? Then let’s have a Yoori sibling. This time, it’ll be a son who resembles you.”
“No, one child is enough.”
“Why?”
“…I don’t want to see the struggles anymore.”
Jo Dae-hoon was not a loving father to the child. But he did not keep it in his heart. There wasn’t another woman he met separately, and he was a naturally cold person, so he let it be.
In this way, the happy Seung-hee deeply buried the sins she had committed. As her husband said, she lived forgetting the mistakes she did not want to remember.
It’s not Hyeong-joo’s child. It’s Jo Dae-hoon’s child. As a result of brainwashing herself for so long, there was nothing shameful about Yoori’s birth in the world.
Moreover, after confirming that the only accomplice who knew the secret would not disclose the truth, she became increasingly intoxicated with the happiness I had created. Her unconscious desire for a perfect life had erased the sins I had committed.
On the night she learned about the child between her husband and Yoon Se-na before marriage, her world collapsed with a sense of betrayal. The happiness that had felt so solid shattered like a glass mirror.
However, that didn’t mean her consciousness replaced Jo Dae-hoon with Kim Hyeong-joo as her daughter’s father. Unlike the dirty him, she had to be flawless until then. She had to be a thorough victim.
So, as if in rebellion, she chose Choi as her secretary instead of her husband.
It was natural that she didn’t choose Kim Hyeong-joo, whom she may have loved until then. Kim Hyeong-joo was just her husband’s head secretary to Seung-hee. He had nothing to do with me and my daughter.
“Can you, can you insult me? Someone like you?”
Seung-hee trembled as she consciously faced the truth she had deliberately forgotten. Her words, uttered between short breaths, were cut off. Now everything is useless. Her life is not perfect. No, it’s perfectly messed up.
“No!”
Long-forgotten memories rushed over her like a flood. Seung-hee, who was tearing her hair amid the throbbing headache, looked at the photo of her husband on the desk.
“Someone like you… someone like you!”
Everything she had deceived herself for was for him. Because she loved Jo Dae-hoon. Seung-hee had simply given everything I had to the one she loved.
Her husband, who now overturns the buried memories, having enjoyed everything and now has no right to insult her.
Though he had never cared about anything I did in my life, his cruelty in digging up the sins she had hidden shook her.
In the theme of betraying the love she generously gave and living only embracing the ghost of Yoon Se-na. In the theme of barely hearing the chairman’s voice thanks to the property my parents left behind. In the theme that had never been sincere to me.
“Aaah!”
Seung-hee screamed and reached out as if in agony. Whatever she could grab in her hand was thrown towards the study door that Dae-hoon had left.
What was breaking and shattering was not just bottles and vases. Seung-hee’s world was crumbling.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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