Though he thought it was absurd, Jaemin remembered the strange glances of unfamiliar men showing interest in her a while ago.
Thinking of Hee-joo’s changed appearance, it couldn’t be concluded that it was an impossible event.
However, somehow, today Rona, who was usually calm, seemed strange.
“Get up; you have a place to go.”
“Where to.”
Seeing Rona picking up her bag, Jaemin raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“To the hospital.”
“Oh, is today the day to go to the hospital?”
“No, I might not be able to give birth. I need a guardian, so come along quickly.”
Holding a water bottle placed on the bedside table, Jaemin turned his head in surprise at Rona’s words.
“What, what did you say?”
“I still don’t know why I should marry you, who can’t get out of Hee-joo’s swamp. I want to stop. Let’s break up here.”
“Hey. Hey, Gorona.”
“Come out quickly. It’s time for the hospital appointment.”
Rona’s expression is resolute.
Jaemin, who truly senses something unusual this time, grabs Rona’s clothes, his lips trembling.
It’s only been a week.
As Chae-won looks at Jaemin’s somewhat endearing house after walking several times, her forehead gradually narrows.
[Kim Hee-joo’s Decline]It was a large writing on a paper attached to the front door.
It won’t be Jenny, who is busy shopping on her phone, or Jaemin, who is bewildered, nor will it be Young-ja’s skill.
“It’s more childish than I thought.”
Chae-won, sneering, soon entered. Chae-won, standing in front of the front door after climbing five stone steps, put her hand on the door lock.
Although she entered the password, the door did not open as expected.
Since seeing the paper with ‘Kim Hee-joo’s Decline,’ it didn’t seem ordinary. As expected, it seems that she changed the password with the sincere intention of declining.
Ding-dong. She pressed the bell and knocked on the door, but there was no sound.
“Hmm.”
While contemplating, Chae-won took out Hee-joo’s phone.
She called Jaemin, then Young-ja, and finally Jenny, but no one answered.
Putting the phone back, Chae-won naturally walked towards the garden where the living room window was located.
The living room curtains, which were taken off for laundry a while ago, were still not hung, and the inside could be clearly seen through the living room French window.
Seeing the lights on, it seemed like someone was there, but hearing no sound, it also seemed like there was no one.
“What should I throw to make it sound like it broke well?”
As Chae-won looked around the garden floor, she found a large stone big enough to combine two fists.
Picking up the heavy stone with both hands, Chae-won, who raised it high to break the window, said, “Hmm, it was said to be coffee beans brought from France, but the scent is still…”
While savoring the scent of coffee, Yound-ja, who came out of the kitchen, found Chae-won holding the stone and spat out her coffee.
“Cough! Cough! What, what, what!”
Young-ja strongly drew an ‘X’ with her arms, saying never to throw.
“Oh my, that seems crazy! Don’t do it! Don’t do it! No, don’t do it!!”
Staring at Chae-won with an expressionless face, Young-ja soon lowered the stone she held above her head to about her chest.
Still not putting down the stone, Young-ja, who was at a loss, pointed vigorously with her hand, indicating to go that way as if saying she would open the front door.
Only then did Chae-won put the stone back where it originally was and elegantly walked towards the entrance.
Clack. The door opened.
“Oh my, good morning, ma’am.”
Chae-won greeted with a fresh voice as if nothing had happened. Looking at the back of Chae-won, who entered while Young-ja stared blankly, she took a deep breath with a pale face.
“Oh my! Oh my!”
No matter how much she thought about it, the amazed Young-ja grabbed Chae-won’s shoulders with an intent to follow her.
“Hey, you! Are you crazy? If you were a little late, wouldn’t you have thrown that stone!”
“That’s right.”
“Oh my, oh my, hey! Are you crazy?”
“Isn’t it better than pushing it with a forklift?”
“What?”
“I mean, why don’t you open the door? You even changed the password.”
Seeing Chae-won’s mild expression, Young-ja, who was even more agitated, raised her voice.
“Haven’t you seen what’s written in front of you? I said I’m declining you! Please don’t come into our house, just fall back, please!”
Excitedly, with flaring nostrils, Young-ja scolded, but Chae-won, as if looking at an adorable child, smiled.
“Instead of declining, love me.”
“Talking nonsense about love!”
“Well, the coffee aroma is nice. I should have a cup too.”
As Chae-won went to the kitchen humming, Young-ja, with an exasperated expression, put her hand on the back of her head.
“Oh, my neck hurts. Oh, that guy has completely gone mad, right? Ugh!”
“I’m back.”
Following that, Jaemin came in.
With a face soaked in alcohol that couldn’t even handle the hangover, Jaemin, who barely opened his eyes, slowly looked up when he saw Chae-won’s shoes placed in the entrance.
“Mom, did Hee-joo come by any chance?”
“Jaemin-ah, I’m talking about that girl! She’s totally gone crazy, she was here earlier!”
“She came?”
Just then, Chae-won, who came out of the kitchen, met eyes with Jaemin.
Staring at her with a fixed expression, Jaemin, who was still struggling to open his eyes, looked up at Chae-won’s shoes placed in the entrance.
“Come over here.”
Jaemin pulled Chae-won’s arm and entered the bedroom.
Facing each other, Jaemin had an expression that seemed to be filled with anger.
A bit bewildered, Chae-won tilted her head and asked.
“Why are you like this?”
Trying to read his intention, Chae-won stared directly into Jaemin’s eyes and spoke in a gentle tone.
“Tell me.”
“Our relationship.”
“Yes.”
“Shall we reconcile?”
Chae-won’s pupils slightly widened at the unexpected words.
“Starting today, come in and live with me.”
Looking at Jaemin, who continued to stare at her as if she had to hear the important answer, Chae-won quietly closed her lips.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
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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.”
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