Heeju was a naïve woman, unaware of worldly matters. Since the day her father died in a hit-and-run accident, when Jaemin met her as a lawyer, she always seemed pure and innocent.
But after marrying her, and with the unfortunate events in her family, Jaemin began to feel suffocated by Heeju, especially after a shaman suggested her father’s spirit was wandering the earth.
“Where are you, what are you doing?”
Calling Heeju, Jaemin spoke sharply.
“Do you miss me that much?”
“What? That’s not what I meant.”
“I’ll wait and see you on the weekend.”
“Hey.”
“You always say ‘hey’. Call me by my name. It’s too cheap otherwise.”
“What’s cheap?”
Jaemin sighed, then spoke more gently.
“Alright, Kim Heeju. I’ll give you more in the settlement, let’s divorce.”
“Why call for such obvious things?”
Maybe she became greedy for money after leaving home.
“What’s obvious? What have you ever done?”
“I took care of your mother and our household, feeding you and your family.”
“What?”
“Don’t you know, as a lawyer? In a divorce, assets are divided based on contribution.”
Jaemin, looking at the ultrasound photo, thought she must be trying to get more in the divorce.
“I’ll give you half of the assets. That’s more than enough, right?”
“That’s obvious. And like I said, I’m postponing the divorce.”
“Why are you being like this! I’m offering you a lot in the settlement!”
“We’ll talk over the weekend. I’m busy now.”
“Hey! Hey, Kim Heeju, hey!”
No matter how much he called, there was no answer.
Holding the disconnected phone in one hand and the ultrasound photo in the other, Jaemin clenched his eyes shut and groaned in frustration.
“This is driving me crazy.”
How long does she plan to hold out? Coming to his house and then lying about losing her memory due to the accident, it was clear she was stalling to avoid divorce.
Determined to settle things over the weekend, Jaemin clenched his fist.
After briefly visiting the still unconscious Heeju, Chaewon arrived at the cinema for their rendezvous. It was a weekday afternoon, so the crowd was moderate.
Approaching the ticket counter where they agreed to meet, Chaewon saw Choi Yugeon, attracting the gazes of several women, standing there calmly.
“Why is he so composed with everyone staring at him?”
She felt peculiar, unused to a man waiting for her like this, except for Moon Seongmin. But this man gave off an intense vibe, unlike Seongmin.
“I can’t show any weakness.”
Chaewon removed the half-tied hairpin, letting her hair fall freely.
Walking towards Yugeon, she said, “It’s nice of you to always arrive early.”
“You’re five minutes late.”
Chaewon nodded a couple of times, hiding her embarrassment. Her compliment didn’t work on him.
“I’m usually very considerate and often yield to others. Today, too, I had to yield a lot. Otherwise, I would’ve been here 10 minutes earlier. Can’t help it if I’m too considerate.”
“Your car had a parking ticket, though.”
Chaewon’s eyes fluttered in surprise.
“Your car number is 9355, right?”
Was it because he knew her car number from the blind date info, or was it an issue because they lived in the same apartment? Either way, privacy was a concern.
“That was due to an unavoidable situation.”
“I see.”
Chaewon, looking around, suggested, “Taking a picture with that as the background will make it look like we’re at the cinema.”
Agreeing with the change in topic, he nodded.
“Shall we use your phone?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll take all the pictures with my phone.”
“Fine.”
While walking, Chaewon boasted about her phone’s quality and her photography skills.
“I was in a drama club in middle school. So, acting as a loving couple for a photo is nothing to worry about.”
“Is that so?”
“Our first picture should be of us looking at each other and smiling. Let’s do that.”
Approaching an employee, she apologized for the interruption and asked for a photo.
“Sorry to bother you, but could you take a picture of us?”
“Sure.”
The employee kindly took her phone, and Chaewon stood beside Yugeon.
As Chaewon naturally smiled and looked at him, sticking to their agreed concept, he also turned his head towards her.
Although he didn’t smile as definitively as she did, his usually expressionless face softened noticeably with just a slight smile.
“Okay, taking it now.”
Hearing the kind employee’s voice, they both fixed their gaze on each other.
Chaewon felt odd with the prolonged eye contact and slightly shifted her gaze away.
“Oh, it got blurred. I’ll take a few more for you!”
Prompted by the employee’s words, Chaewon again locked eyes with him.
His steady, deep gaze moved slowly from Chaewon’s nose to her pale cheeks and then to her slightly parted red lips, as if caressing them.
Then, their eyes met again.
Feeling something peculiar, Chaewon lifted her drooping lips and asked, “By the way, were you… in a drama club too, Choi Yugeon?”
She asked with some certainty, knowing he was a CEO of an entertainment agency.
“No.”
“Oh, I see.”
But why such an intense gaze?
His close-up, melodramatic eyes were no joke.
Thinking she shouldn’t be swayed by such a look, Chaewon quickly put some distance between them after the photo was taken.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
