Breaking Matchmaking (5 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 14
Chae Won zoomed in on the photo reflected on her phone screen, then zoomed back out again.
“Why is the height difference so extreme?”
Even though she’d worn low-heeled sandals today, standing next to Choi Yu Gun made her look so tiny.
She decided she’d have to wear even higher heels next time she met him, just to keep her self-esteem intact.
At least it was a small mercy that the surroundings were too dark for her expression to show clearly.
Because anyone glancing at it would instantly see how foolish she looked.
Chae Won shifted her gaze to her own hand holding the phone.
All five of her fingers had fit comfortably within his palm.
Warm, as if she’d been wearing gloves—and also…
She shook her head firmly, trying to erase that lingering, indelible sensation.
With her eyes closed, Chae Won looked at Hee Joo, breathing steadily and evenly.
“I told you, didn’t I? Back in middle school, I was in the drama club. So I’m way better at acting than you. Next time, I’ll be the one to link arms first. I just wasn’t feeling well today in every possible way—that’s why I got startled. It absolutely wasn’t because I felt fluttery or nervous or anything like that.”
Somewhere along the way, she’d developed this habit of muttering to herself.
It felt as if Hee Joo might hear something and suddenly come back to consciousness.
Because it would be too frightening—if she couldn’t see anything, and couldn’t hear a sound.
So Chae Won never allowed silence to settle in this space.
“You already knew, didn’t you, unnie? That No Jae Min was cheating.”
He’d planned to deceive you perfectly and get an easy divorce—which is exactly why you didn’t want to give him one, right?
Part of her just wanted to let those trashy people live happily ever after and get divorced already—but ultimately, it was Hee Joo’s decision to make.
“You need to see No Jae Min regretting everything—and watch those trash people truly become the trash they are. So, unnie… please open your eyes.”
Despite her harsh tone, Chae Won’s eyes were filled with desperate longing—until she quickly lowered her gaze back to her phone.
First things first—she needed to secure solid evidence.
She could hire an agency, but she’d heard their findings might not hold up as legally valid proof.
“This is Chae Won.”
Holding the phone to her ear, Chae Won spoke with determined eyes.
“I’ll decide tomorrow’s photo shoot location myself.”
That unforgettable driving skill.
Choi Yu Gun—she acknowledged his driving talent.
Such talent would be a waste to leave unused, so she’d specially chosen him for this mission.
“Meet me in the apartment café lounge by 8 a.m. tomorrow.”
It wasn’t strictly necessary—though handling both driving and evidence-gathering simultaneously might be tricky.
Best driver Choi Yu Gun.
That thrilling speed that hovered right at the edge of legality, unwavering passion, and perfect timing.
She hoped his bold handling would shine brilliantly once more tomorrow.
*
The next day.
Rona dialed the private detective agency she’d carefully selected last night after hours of searching.
Confidentiality guaranteed. Former police officers. Lightning-fast. Precise and swift.
Among countless agencies making grand promises, she’d chosen this one simply because she liked the phrase “lightning-fast” in their description.
“Yes. He’s currently staying outside the house—I’d like to know exactly where he is and what he’s doing. And especially if he’s spending time with any men…”
Just a moment ago, she’d hesitated, nervous about making such a call.
What if they found out she was a schoolteacher and turned around to accuse her of lacking moral character—maybe even blackmail her?
She’d worried whether these people were truly trustworthy…
“Um… is it possible to have someone approach him—a man, I mean?”
But the agency’s proactive and courteous response built her trust, and Rona gripped her phone a little tighter.
If there wasn’t already a man close by, she’d create one—anything to pressure or threaten him into divorce as quickly as possible, just to get rid of Kim Hee Joo once and for all.
“Oh, that’s difficult, ma’am.”
Maybe she should’ve called a different agency—one that claimed they could do anything.
Hearing the agent’s suddenly subdued tone, the consultant quickly reassured her they’d handle everything swiftly if she just left it to them.
After some deep thought, Rona spoke with a resolved expression.
“For now, I need photos documenting every single move he makes—where he goes, what he does. His name is Kim Hee Joo. I’ll send you her photo right after we hang up. He’s supposed to come home on the weekend, so start tailing him from that day onward.”
After emphasizing that even the smallest details must be photographed and sent, Rona ended the call.
She opened her phone gallery to find the photo of Hee Joo she’d send to the agency.
After their alumni reunion, they’d all gathered at Jae Min’s place for an after-party—and in the group photo, Hee Joo stood awkwardly, her expression stiff.
“It’s fine, please stay seated. Let me know if you need anything else.”
Dressed plainly, without even a hint of lipstick, Kim Hee Joo had always smiled gently at everyone.
She rarely left the house except for grocery shopping, dedicating herself entirely to housekeeping and cooking—and her culinary skills truly were exceptional.
Jae Min had once said he initially liked how pure and delicate she seemed, enough to awaken his protective instincts—but now, he called her dreadfully boring.
“Sorry, but please just divorce me and get out of my life, Kim Hee Joo. I really can’t do anything about it now that we’re having a child.”
Muttering to herself as she looked at the photo, Rona quickly captured Hee Joo’s face and sent the image to the agency.
The encounter with Jae Min had started as a one-time mistake after drinking—but it kept going.
Though she’d resolved multiple times to break things off, reminding herself that this behavior was unbecoming of an educator, she’d suddenly become pregnant.
She did feel guilty—as another woman—but she’d now decided to focus solely on her baby and let that guilt go completely.
“Honey, let’s meet a little earlier today.”
Rona called Jae Min.
“Is this Rona? Jae Min’s in the shower right now.”
At the sound of Young Ja’s voice, Rona straightened up immediately.
“Oh, I see. Please give my regards to your mother.”
“Well, of course! Ugh. Once you get rid of that Hee Joo, hurry up and bring our grandchild home.”
With such a kind mother-in-law’s enthusiastic support, she had to quickly accept the thoughtful Jae Min as her husband and live happily ever after with their little Kongal.
“I know how hard you’re trying. I trust Jae Min and will wait for him.”
Happiness was right before her eyes.
As long as Kim Hee Joo agreed to the divorce.
*
Chae Won entered the café lounge inside the apartment complex.
Given the building’s luxury status, the interior was elegant, spacious, and comfortable.
Scanning the seated patrons, Chae Won turned a corner toward the elevator area.
The elevator’s mirrored surface was perfect for checking her outfit.
“Huff.”
Chae Won exhaled deeply, glancing at herself in her comfortably layered tracksuit.
She’d worn black top and bottom, a cap, and partially unzipped her jacket just enough to reveal a white round-neck T-shirt underneath, avoiding a stuffy look.
She casually turned to check her backside as well.
“Even covered up like this, I’ve still got that apple-shaped booty…”
Though her curvy silhouette bothered her immensely, this still counted as a flawless disguise.
Just in case, she’d brought a scarf—and with a solemn face, she slowly wrapped it around her neck.
Now fully cloaked in protective black, with the scarf concealing her face, neither No Jae Min nor anyone else would possibly recognize her.
Not a soul.
“Ms. Kim Chae Won.”
Chae Won, who’d been pulling her cap low, jolted and turned her head.
“We said we’d meet in the café lounge—what are you doing here?”
It was Choi Yu Gun, approaching closely.
Still wearing her serious expression, Chae Won quietly asked,
“How on earth did you recognize me?”
“You’re obviously Kim Chae Won. Plus, that pink scarf really stands out.”
After a moment’s thought, Chae Won quietly unwound the scarf from her neck.
“I did bring it for disguise purposes—but honestly, it doesn’t suit my style today anyway. I was just about to take it off.”
She was the kind of person who could never truly abandon her sense of style, no matter the circumstances.
Yu Gun looked at her in stylish activewear, a pair of binoculars slung over her shoulder, wearing a puzzled expression.
“Weren’t we supposed to take photos of you exercising?”
“Not exactly wrong. The key point today is that we’ll be going a bit farther out.”
Yu Gun tilted his head slightly, unable to grasp what she meant.
“But Ms. Choi Yu Gun, you’re the one standing out way too much! I specifically told you to dress plain!”
Looking over Yu Gun’s athletic outfit, Chae Won frowned in disapproval.
In a situation demanding stealth, he looked ready to shoot a sportswear ad—flawlessly put together.
Right now, his handsome face and golden-ratio physique were absolutely the last things she needed.
With a resigned sigh, Chae Won said,
“My personal motto is: since we’re living anyway, we might as well live beautifully—at least for one more day. Just like me, who tries so hard to look ordinary but ends up standing out anyway—it seems you share the same motto, Mr. Choi Yu Gun.”
Yu Gun let out a quiet breath as he watched Chae Won, who alone in this empty space kept glancing around self-consciously.
She must be in rough shape—probably hadn’t slept well after nursing Hee Joo all night.
Maybe that fringe religion she believed in was actually real.
“You look really unwell, Ms. Kim Chae Won. If you’re tired, we can take the photos later—why don’t you go rest for now?”
“It’s true I’m sleepy—but this isn’t the time to just go take a nap.”
Just as Yu Gun, having finally closed his mouth, stood with an annoyed slant to his posture, Chae Won pulled out a black cap she’d prepared.
“Don’t misunderstand—it may look just like mine, but it’s definitely not a couple’s cap.”
This was purely for disguise—and Choi Yu Gun especially needed to be covered up.
As she murmured this, she rose onto her tiptoes and placed the cap on his head.
“Uh…?”
That wasn’t supposed to happen.
She’d meant to hide him—but even with the cap, he somehow looked even more radiant.
And it matched his tracksuit surprisingly well.
“Haa… this isn’t what I expected, but we’re short on time—just put on this mask for now. Let’s leave before we’re late.”
Yu Gun caught Chae Won as she strode forward with a serious expression and gently turned her back toward him.
He looked into her wide eyes and asked,
“Where are we going, and what exactly are we going to do? Explain.”
Chae Won’s eyes slowly softened into a gentle curve as she stared back at him.
“To catch a cheating husband—or rather, those lovers.”
“…Excuse me?”
Chae Won crossed her arms in a haughty pose and flared her shoulders confidently.
“Your driving skill yesterday was truly excellent. We’re clearly the best team—and I know you’ll do just as well today, Mr. Choi Yu Gun. I believe in you.”
Yu Gun raised one eyebrow slightly.
Ah… what even is this woman?
Chae Won gently pressed down the brim of the cap she’d placed on Yu Gun’s head and smiled.
“Let’s go!”“`
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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