Startled by the loud noise, Youngja hurriedly ran to the living room.
There, she saw a curtain rod rolling on the floor, torn sofa fabric, an overturned large basin, and gochujang (red pepper paste) spilled on the floor. Hearing the sound of breaking glass from the kitchen, she found numerous plates shattered messily.
“What is this, what… what is this right now!”
Seeing her old dishes, brought over when she got married, broken in half, Youngja, shaking with anger, looked at Chaewon, who stood there with an innocent face.
“What are you doing right now!”
“Since this morning, my body hasn’t been feeling right. I have no strength in my hands. It seems like my condition is not good today.”
Chaewon, far from being flustered by the chaos, touched her forehead and expressed concern about her health, which made Youngja scream in disbelief.
“Are you crazy? Do you have any idea how expensive these dishes are? Huh?”
Chaewon, who was very worried about herself, then looked at Youngja with a relaxed expression.
“Aren’t you worried that I’m so weak? Is the crockery more important to you than people?”
Youngja was speechless with shock.
“Ooh, she’s really gone crazy!”
Amidst the barking of the dog from the bathroom, added with Jenny’s grunting, Youngja, startled, followed the sounds to the bathroom.
“What, what, what are you doing!”
Seeing Jenny stepping on the laundry in the bathtub, Youngja exclaimed.
“What are you doing there!”
“Well, my sister said… if I do this, she’ll lend me her dress for our upcoming staycation next week.”
“Ooh, ooh, ooh, you’re crazy. Ooh! Ooh!”
Chaewon, still very concerned about her health, approached them.
Sensing her approach, Youngja glared at Chaewon as if to kill her.
“Have you lost your mind? How dare you make our Jenny do something like that! She’s never even touched a drop of water in her life!”
“If you never touch water, you’ll be dirty. Mother.”
“Yaaaa!”
As Chaewon released her forehead, she gestured to Jenny to finish the rest, implying that Jenny should learn the duties of a daughter-in-law since she will soon get married.
“Are you and she the same?”
“What’s different?”
As Youngja trembled with anger, Chaewon gave her a friendly smile.
“What’s all this noise?”
Then Jaemin entered from the front door, approaching leisurely.
Chaewon turned and walked to the sofa to pick up her bag.
“I’ll be going now. I don’t seem to be in good condition today.”
Chaewon coughed as she looked at the floating dog hair.
“I’ll see you next weekend.”
After saying goodbye with a frail expression, Chaewon headed for the front door, and Jaemin hastily followed her.
“Where are you going!”
“I’m not feeling well today, so I’ll see you next week.”
“No, you can’t go. We need to finish our talk today!”
As Jaemin forcefully grabbed Chaewon’s arm, she looked coldly at the hand holding her wrist.
“You’ll break it.”
Jaemin quickly released his hand at her expression that nothing would work.
“Happy now?”
Chaewon gently caressed her arm and then looked up.
“If you really want to talk… maybe having a coffee outside for a while wouldn’t be too bad.”
Jaemin, who must confirm the divorce while hiding his affair, softened his voice.
“Fine, then come with me.”
As Jaemin walked ahead, Chaewon looked at his back. Was his sweat-soaked shirt due to the woman he was talking to on the phone earlier, or because of the possibility of Chaewon leaving?
Regardless of the reason, Chaewon thought there wouldn’t be many days left for his sweat to dry. She slowly followed him out.
“If you don’t bring me proper results by today, I’m going to meet your wife myself!”
Jaemin exhaled smoke into the air as he recalled his recent conversation with Rona.
As the weeks of her pregnancy advanced, Rona became more irritable, and Heeju was stubbornly refusing to split, despite his offer to share the property.
“This is driving me crazy, really.”
Though Rona had spoken in anger, if she actually confronted Heeju, the divorce that could have been simple would become complicated instantly. Remembering Heeju as a gentle bear when he had a few reunions at home, Rona might underestimate her. But even the innocent Heeju wouldn’t easily agree to a divorce after knowing about the affair.
Being a lawyer, Jaemin was well aware that a litigated divorce could be complex and could drag on for 2 to 3 years. It was best to aim for a consensual divorce.
“I have to finish this today.”
Determined not to wait another week, Jaemin stubbed out his cigarette with his shoe.
Entering the café, his gaze soon settled on Chaewon.
“Oh, right here. Sorry! I should have looked more carefully.”
“It’s okay.”
A woman bending over to pick up her makeup and a distinctively faced man bowing to her caught Jaemin’s attention.
“Um…”
The man lingered, having picked up the items and made his apologies, but then asked Chaewon for her contact details, claiming she was totally his type. This unexpected request made Jaemin’s brows furrow.
“Ah, do you have a boyfriend?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
