Biting her lower lip, Lona quickly dialed Jaemin’s number, ready to confront him.
Where was he and what was he doing?
If he lied, she wouldn’t let it slide, but he didn’t pick up the phone.
“Ah, so you’re going to pretend tomorrow like we never met, No Jaemin?”
Shaking with anger, Lona called the private investigator.
Click. The investigator answered promptly.
“Where are those two right now?”
Lona’s face was cold as she stood in front of her vanity.
“Do you have any idea how hard it is for me right now?”
When Chaewon arrived, Jaemin was already quite drunk.
Since she wasn’t there to be his drinking buddy, she regarded him coldly and crossed her legs.
“So, it’s tough because you can’t divorce me?”
Jaemin grimaced and waved his hand in the air.
“No, it’s not that.”
He sighed heavily, as if suffering from a sticky breakup.
“I just don’t understand myself. Why am I like this?”
Chaewon picked up a green bottle and filled his glass.
“Drink if it’s tough.”
“Mm.”
He gulped down the full glass quickly.
“You wouldn’t understand how complicated I feel right now.”
Brushing her hair back, Chaewon smiled softly.
“Why wouldn’t I understand? I know everything.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Drink if it’s complicated.”
Jaemin raised his glass again, bringing it close to Chaewon’s.
Their glasses clinked together.
“Ah, I’m really suffering.”
“Drink if you’re suffering.”
Once more, their glasses clinked.
“Why do I feel like I’m the only one getting drunk?”
“Not at all, I’m quite drunk too.”
Near incoherent, Jaemin rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.
“Did you just drink?”
Chaewon shook her empty glass with a smile.
“I did.”
“Ah, right, right.”
“Cheers.”
“Cheers.”
After clinking his glass with hers, Chaewon discreetly poured her drink onto a rag in the trash can below.
She hadn’t come to drink with him in earnest, so there was no need to actually consume what was in her glass.
“Should we just run away, Hee-ju? Just escape?”
Chaewon couldn’t help but laugh genuinely at his words.
No Jaemin, who was easily swayed by a few attempts at seduction, now completely transformed.
He, who once sought to hide his affair and divorce, now forgets about the child in his mistress’s womb and suggests running away to his wife.
“Why would I run away with you?”
“Huh?”
Startled by Chaewon’s sudden informal tone, Jaemin’s heavy eyes slowly blinked.
Chaewon smiled gently.
“Why run away? We could just stay together without divorcing.”
“Ah, right. You think like that… But your father keeps…”
Suddenly mentioning her father, Chaewon straightened up.
“My father?”
“No, never mind. You don’t need to know.”
As she looked puzzled, Lona’s figure appeared, entering the place.
Chaewon naturally turned her gaze to Jaemin.
“Honey.”
“Huh?”
His head, which seemed about to nod off, lifted with effort at Chaewon’s voice.
“My hands are cold.”
“Your hands? Why?”
As Jaemin held Chaewon’s hand, he mumbled it seemed fine, and eventually, his head hit the table.
“Jaemin!”
At Lona’s voice, Chaewon naturally looked up.
“Why are you here, Miss Lona?”
As expected, Lona appeared, her gaze flickering over Chaewon and Jaemin’s intertwined hands.
“Miss Lona?”
Chaewon woke the dazed woman by calling her name.
Lona turned her head back and tried to calm herself.
“I just happened to pass by. Recognized the back and…”
“Oh, just passing by.”
“Yes.”
Lona, looking displeased at the sight of Jaemin, now unconscious, glanced fiercely at Chaewon.
“May I join you? We’re not strangers.”
“Of course.”
I did invite him.
Chaewon conspicuously caressed the fingertips still touching Jaemin’s hand.
Lona bit her lower lip, displeased.
“He said my hands were cold, so he held them. Even asleep, he doesn’t let go.”
You have no right to demand he let go right away.
Though you rushed here in anger, you can only watch.
Because you’re the mistress.
“Reconciling despite being on the brink of divorce?”
“That’s how it is with couples. They fight and then suddenly reignite.”
You must have thought Kim Hee-ju was foolish.
Not realizing how foolish you are for choosing such a worthless married man.
Now, it’s time for you to be upset.
“How’s the wedding planning going, Miss Lona?”
At Chaewon’s words, Lona clenched her hands under the table.
The two women’s gazes fiercely met.
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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