If we’re comparing, Yu-Geon is better.
If it weren’t for the arranged meeting through James, she might have considered a personal encounter with such an attractive man…
“Get a grip, Chaewon. Romance at a time like this?”
Shaking her head, Chaewon closed the advertisement.
She then called the caretaker by Hee-Joo’s side.
“I was just checking if there’s any news.”
There’s so much to discuss, to hear, to do together.
But Hee-Joo remains unable to wake up.
As Chaewon approached the living room window, phone to her ear, she gazed out into the black night. Her eyes fixed on a spot where the lights seemed dimmer, almost flickering.
“Yes, keep me updated. She’ll wake up, for sure.”
As a doctor, she knew.
Having shared a womb for so long, she knew.
Chaewon and Hee-Joo couldn’t possibly be dim.
The next day, 7 PM.
After parking his car, Yu-Geon pressed the car remote with an expressionless face.
Exiting the elevator on the second floor, he was greeted by the elegant ambiance of a spacious restaurant.
“Welcome. May I have the name for the reservation, please?”
Guided by the manager to a table bathed in soft light, Yu-Geon’s tall figure and confident stride attracted the gaze of several women.
His well-fitted shirt outlined his sturdy upper body, his jacket falling perfectly over it, and his long black pants and loafers completing the look.
Particularly striking were his elongated eye corners, prominent nose, sharp jawline, and handsome face, which glowed softly under the subtle lighting.
“Welcome.”
As Yu-Geon took his seat, the restaurant door opened again, drawing people’s attention once more.
A woman in a short, white, mermaid-line dress, lightly draped in a black jacket, her hair flowing down to her clutch bag, and sparkling high heels that accentuated her slender legs, walked in gracefully.
Her elegant steps halted in front of Yu-Geon.
“I came early, but you’re already here?”
Chaewon’s graceful voice reached him, and a faint smile appeared on Yu-Geon’s previously stoic face.
“I just arrived. Please, take a seat.”
As they faced each other, the onlookers’ gazes slowly returned to their own affairs.
Both remained silent for a moment, lips sealed, neither revealing the significant resolve they harbored.
“Let’s order first.”
At Yu-Geon’s suggestion, Chaewon picked up the menu.
“Would it be okay if I order?”
“Please go ahead.”
She didn’t go for the typical line, ‘anything’s fine, order what you like,’ often exchanged at first meetings. Her consideration, still scoring zero, remained consistent.
Regardless of what we order for the meal, it doesn’t really matter, but I can’t help but wonder when she will ever receive even a single point for consideration.
Soon, the food was served, and both exchanged faint smiles.
“Enjoy your meal.”
“Wait a moment.”
As Yu-Geon was about to pick up his fork, Chaewon abruptly called out. He looked at her patiently, and she spoke with a serious expression.
“Actually, I’m very religious.”
Expecting her to join hands for a prayer before the meal, Yu-Geon watched as she began to explain unnecessarily.
“It’s not Christianity. It’s a rather rare religion in our country. I truly believe in it. People need faith to live, right?”
“That’s true.”
Yu-Geon dryly responded, and Chaewon clasped her thin hands, closed her eyes, and began murmuring.
“Yalli Almighty.”
Yu-Geon paused his drink and looked back at her.
“Yalli yalli, yallari yalli. I believe and believe again. I fervently believe. I’m grateful for the daily bread and will devote everything to reach nirvana quickly.”
After reciting a bizarre chant mixing Christian and Buddhist ideas, she gracefully opened her eyes.
“Now it’s okay to eat, according to our deity.”
“Ah.”
“Enjoy your meal, Mr. Yu-Geon.”
Chaewon began to cut her steak with a satisfied expression.
“Actually, I have a story to tell.”
Yu-Geon put down his untouched drink and focused on her.
“About a year ago, I began seeing ghosts.”
As Chaewon cut her steak, she continued with a grave face.
“That’s how I came across the Yalli faith. Thanks to it, I’m not physically ill anymore. But I still see ghosts occasionally. That’s why I must devoutly follow Yalli, it’s my destiny.”
“Yes.”
“I donate a lot of cash and wealth to our Yalli deity. As much as I can from what I earn.”
“I see.”
Yu-Geon glanced at her, and she continued elegantly.
“And, when I get married, I plan to donate 50% of our combined earnings to our Yalli deity.”
Chaewon suddenly seemed to remember something important.
“Oh! But this is a secret from my father. He’d worry if he knew I see ghosts… Please keep it between us.”
“Of course.”
“Thank you, Mr. Yu-Geon.”
As Chaewon smiled sweetly, her eyes suddenly widened in surprise towards something beside Yu-Geon.
“Oh my.”
Yu-Geon, playing along, tilted his head.
“I told you, right? That I see ghosts. There’s one… behind you.”
As Chaewon embarrassingly lowered her gaze, she reassured him.
“Don’t worry, it’s gone now.”
Regretting her act, she furiously cut her steak again.
After a moment of thought, Chaewon wiped her lips with a tissue and asked determinedly.
“Do you have feelings for me?”
Her voice was no longer frail but audacious.
Yu-Geon, who would never use the word ‘no’ in response to her tonight, answered.
“Yes.”
“I understand. I would like me too. I’ve never met a man who didn’t like me. Ah, the burden of popularity.”
Switching from a damsel in distress to a princess, Chaewon continued earnestly.
“I’ve always been popular since childhood. Men have always lined up for me. That’s why I can’t get married. I believe it would be a great loss to society if someone like me were to marry.”
“I see.”
How far does she need to go to act like a crazy woman?
At this point, Yu-Geon should be wearing an uncomfortable expression or a sour face, thinking ‘She’s not normal’, but since he’s earnestly responding without any significant reaction, Chaewon felt perplexed.
She was trying to figure out how to be a crazy woman without ruining her style too much when she heard someone approaching.
“Hee-Ju unni?”
Chaewon turned her head, her eyes widening.
“Why is my sister here?”
It was Hee-Ju’s sister-in-law, Jenny.
Confused Chaewon and expressionless Yu-Geon exchanged glances.
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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