“Because you wanted it, I tried to see if we could be friends. But I’ve never seen you as a friend since I first saw you, so I think I’ll never know how to become friends with you.”
Coincidentally, the raindrops weakened, making the surroundings even quieter.
“Eunsoo.”
A deep gaze approached as if entwining.
“Do you regret breaking up with me?”
His persistent gaze roamed Eunsoo’s eyes and lips. Trying hard to read her feelings, which seemed to know and not to know, and even the answers she didn’t easily reveal.
“I do. I did it every day without missing a day, but now I want to stop.”
The breath that had been held between Eunsoo’s slightly parted lips burst out.
Now she was sure. Even at the moment when he brought up hastily arranged words at a noisy dakgalbi restaurant, the sincerity wasn’t different from now.
“Us…”
Juhan stopped talking there and closed his mouth, but Eunsoo thought he had heard everything.
After letting a silence pass for a while, Eunsoo spoke.
“I don’t want to answer right now.”
She felt Juhan’s gaze, but she didn’t turn around. Because if she got caught in those eyes, she might not be able to say what she intended to say.
“Let’s think a little more. It might have been confusing because of the shoot… You only need to think. I won’t rush you.”
“You just need to think. I’ve said everything I wanted to.”
Soft but firm, Juhan added.
“What I said during the interview is really my thoughts.”
In Eunsoo’s mind, the voice from earlier began to replay.
Not stopping liking… When I thought I could live alone liking it for the rest of my life… Starting with becoming friends again…
No, I can’t. Let’s not waver.
“I can’t think completely rationally until the shoot is over.”
“Why do we have to be rational when it’s not even business?”
“Why isn’t it business? It is business.”
Okay. This should do it.
Eunsoo’s shoulders seemed to sag as if they would be visible, but she tensed again as Juhan’s hand covered her hand that had been on the floor.
“You…”
The woody scent came closer. Juhan’s forehead dropped lightly onto Eunsoo’s shoulder.
“You’re passionate about everything, but you’re only rational with me?”
Although the rain had almost stopped, Juhan’s voice felt heavy, as if soaked in heavy rain.
“You… Why do you always want to throw me away?”
The low voice coming from just below the ear painfully pressed down on Eunsoo’s heart.
“Is it because you’re not greedy enough?”
Eunsoo bit her lower lip, then withdrew her hand and slightly moved her body away.
“Are you an object? To be taken and thrown away.”
The left side of Juhan’s body, which had been touching, felt like it was burning.
“And I’ve never tried everything I wanted.”
Eunsoo quickly got up.
“Let’s stop here.”
Instead of not holding Eunsoo anymore as she headed to her room, Juhan suddenly shouted.
“Eunsoo!”
“Ah, startled!”
What’s wrong with that, shouting like crazy in the middle of the night, not even a raccoon!
Juhan, who seemed to roughly understand the swearing in Eunsoo’s eyes, narrowed his eyes with a sly look.
“Sleep well.”
You barely managed to say that with such a strong voice.
Exhaling a deep breath, Eunsoo retorted, “You too,” and went into her room.
Looking at the closed door, Juhan sighed deeply and leaned back.
Sleep well. I don’t think I can sleep well, though.
“Yes, fortunately. Oh, can you eat already? That’s good.”
The next evening, after finishing the call with author Hwang, Juhan rubbed his eyes and pressed his temples. It was in front of the hotel restaurant that his mother had reserved in advance.
They had returned to Bida early in the morning with their luggage, and after a busy day, he was tired. He had planned to go home and sleep as soon as he closed the door today, but an unexpected schedule came up.
“I arrived in Korea yesterday. How about having dinner tonight?”
A sudden call from his mother.
As always, it was one-sided. If he postponed it, he would have to pay more attention until the postponed day, so it was better to finish the tiring work all at once in a day.
“Welcome. Did you make a reservation?”
“Yes. It should be under the name Kim Jagyeong.”
“I’ve checked. Please follow me.”
The employee walked along the soft carpet toward the innermost room. After exchanging a grateful nod with the employee who opened the door, Juhan stepped inside and abruptly halted.
“You’re here? Come over and sit here.”
Seated at the round table next to Jakyeong, there was a woman he had never seen before. The woman half rose, offering a smile.
“Hello. Nice to meet you.”
Jakyeong immediately explained, “This is Heeyeon. She’s the daughter of someone I know, so I called her for a casual introduction. It’s nice when people of the same age get to know each other. Heeyeon and I both have limited time in Korea.”
Juhan’s expression turned chilly.
He had experienced this even in the United States. At first, they openly persuaded him several times, but when he firmly refused, they created situations where they couldn’t avoid meeting. Joining as if it were a coincidence they ran into each other at an exhibition, or asking Juhan to bring someone somewhere.
“My apologies for not getting permission from you in advance.”
“That’s okay with me.”
Strangely, the woman didn’t seem surprised or uncomfortable at all, as if she expected this kind of reaction.
“Why are you still standing? Sit down and let’s talk.”
“No, Mother, I can’t sit in this situation.”
“Juhan.”
Juhan turned to the woman and said, “I’m sorry. I have someone to meet right now.”
“What?”
“Given that we’re shooting a TV program together, I’d rather avoid any misunderstandings. It might get complicated in many ways. Please understand.”
The woman, whose eyes widened, blushed with embarrassment. Jakyeong, in an unusual state of confusion, looked back and forth between Juhan and the woman.
“No, hey! You didn’t say anything like that to me at all!”
“I mentioned it. I said I would be on a broadcast. Maybe you forgot because you were busy.”
Juhan addressed the woman.
“I didn’t intend it, but I apologize if I breached etiquette. Well then…”
“Oh, no!”
The woman quickly stood up.
“You should have the meal with the young master. It’s been a long time since I greeted the president, and that’s enough for me.”
“Heeyeon, I…”
“It’s okay, Mr. President. I’ll be going now.”
Taking her bag, the woman forced a smile toward Jakyeong, then passed by Juhan and left.
The sound of the closing door lingered like a resonance, and a cold atmosphere settled in, as if ice had spread.
“…Sit for now.”
Although he didn’t feel like it, Juhan reluctantly took a seat. Shortly after, an employee came in, took their order, and left.
Jakyeong took a sip of water and then spoke.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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