Breaking Matchmaking (5 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 2
“Good job.”
As the woman who had just finished her audition bowed slightly and left, the judges began discussing among themselves.
“They’re all being so picky. She looked fine to me.”
“Her image fits the role well, but her acting skills are seriously lacking. Still, when casting a lead, acting ability should come first.”
“But it’s not easy to find someone with that exact image, so I’m torn.”
Unable to make a decision, the director turned toward Yoo Gun to ask his opinion.
Yoo Gun, lifting his smooth face, shook his head side to side, prompting the director to chuckle softly.
“President Choi, you look tired.”
“I barely slept a few hours.”
“Who hasn’t heard of EM Entertainment? You’ve grown your business this big—you should take it easy now.”
As the topic shifted, the entertainment agency CEO seated beside the director interjected.
“I feel quite guilty—I slept nine hours last night. Haha.”
Yoo Gun gave a faint smile and placed a hand on the back of his neck.
While pressing firmly on his stiff neck, his phone on the table blinked.
[Butler Gong]Yoo Gun, who had been gazing down indifferently, immediately stood up.
“Let’s take a short break. I’ll step out to take this call.”
Pressing the call button, Yoo Gun walked out and leaned against the semicircular railing.
“Yes, go ahead.”
“Madam instructed everyone to gather by seven this evening.”
Ha. A weary sigh escaped Yoo Gun’s lips.
He’d planned to head straight home after finishing auditions and catch up on sleep, but his grandmother—holding vast wealth—had recently been summoning her children at random, constantly changing the terms ahead of her impending asset distribution.
“She said if even one person doesn’t show up, she’ll donate everything to society.”
Annoyance tinged with sincerity slipped from Yoo Gun as he looked down wearily at the open-air ground floor below.
“I really hope she does exactly that.”
He was too busy with his own business to care whether his grandmother donated her fortune or handed it all to his scheming uncle and aunt.
Wishing he could just get another hour of sleep, he gazed down at the first floor when Butler Gong—who had repeatedly stressed attendance—added another point.
“And she also said you must bring the result of yesterday’s blind date today.”
Blind date.
Right. Yesterday, against his will, he’d been set up on a blind date arranged by his grandmother, Madam Kim Bok Rae.
He’d squeezed time from his packed schedule and forced himself to go, yet no matter how long he waited, she never showed. When he finally called her, she said, “Sorry, I’m just really busy,” and hung up, promising to get back to him—yet remained utterly silent since.
“The blind date girl has to actually show up for me to attend the date and deliver a result.”
“Oh dear, you didn’t go on the blind date yesterday?”
“It got canceled. Please tell Madam Kim that.”
“Oh my! Canceled? How could that happen?”
Apparently having overheard the conversation, a voice interrupted with, “Give me that,” followed immediately by Madam Kim Bok Rae’s familiar tone.
“Yoo Gun, you rascal! Are you skipping the blind date again and making up excuses to break your promise?”
Having raised him herself, she really ought to know her own grandson better.
Yoo Gun replied with an expression dripping with irritation.
“I’m not lying.”
“She’s a doctor, you see—it must be because she’s busy.”
“I’m busy too.” Before he could even part his lips to say this, Madam Kim’s voice, trembling like a ewe’s, continued.
“Doctors are always suddenly busy, you know. Yoo Gun, you call her again and reschedule. Understood?”
Noticing Yoo Gun’s dissatisfied expression as he turned away, Madam Kim’s voice suddenly rose sharply.
“Look at you, not answering again, you good-for-nothing! I swear I won’t go to the next world until I see you married and holding my great-grandchild!”
“Then live a long, healthy life.”
“Quiet, you brat! Stop your nonsense and call that doctor to reschedule immediately. Otherwise, I’ll give that Seongsu-dong house to Ho Tae as his newlywed home!”
Yoo Gun’s previously dull eyes snapped wide open.
“No, that house can’t go to him.”
Despite Yoo Gun’s cold tone, Madam Kim raised her voice even louder.
“Why not? It’s a building under my name—I can give it to my grandson if I want! If you don’t like it, go meet that doctor and get married already!”
That house in Seongsu-dong—
where he and his father had planted trees together in the garden,
where his younger sister, eight years his junior, had once joyfully scribbled knowing the scattered family would finally live together again,
where his mother’s soft humming still seemed to echo—
Though he’d lost his father, mother, and sister all on the same day in a plane crash, he couldn’t possibly let that house—imbued with his family’s laughter and breath—be handed over to a stranger, especially someone as clearly irresponsible as Ho Tae.
“Grandmother—no, kind Madam Kim Bok Rae.”
Yoo Gun squeezed his eyes shut, then opened them and spoke in a deliberately soothing tone.
“Why do you keep calling me, you rascal! It’s my dying wish, so hurry up, meet her, bring a girl home, and that’s it—I’m hanging up! I’m busy!”
“Alright.”
Staring at the abruptly disconnected phone, Yoo Gun felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
Why were there so many cold women these days—hanging up on him with just “I’m busy” yesterday and today?
“Haa…”
Leaning against the railing, Yoo Gun gazed blankly into the air for a moment, then picked up his phone again.
He called the “doctor” Madam Kim—certainly not kind at all—had mentioned.
Beep…
Though you hung up on me twice and never followed up despite promising to contact me,
Beep…
I’ll still play the generous, understanding blind-date groom.
Beep…
I’ll greet you with gentle kindness, as if willing to accept everything.
Beep…
“Hello?”
“This is Choi Yoo Gun.”
“I’m so sorry! Really, I am—but I’m just too busy right now. I’ll call you back!”
“Wait.”
Beep-beep-beep-beep—
“…Now that’s a real cancel.”
Yoo Gun stared at his phone in disbelief before letting out a wry laugh and lowering it.
If you dislike it, just say so—why go through such ridiculous antics to reject someone stuck in an arranged date?
He’d never been treated this way by a woman before, but now he felt oddly compelled to see this doctor’s face himself.
“If you’re that busy…”
I’ll just pay you a personal visit.
Let me see for myself
what kind of extraordinary doctor you are,
to drive someone this crazy even before we’ve met.
“Lawyer.”
Young Ja, having woken up late, walked straight into Jae Min’s room as soon as she opened her eyes.
“Our lawyer, you’re heading to the office this afternoon, right?”
“Yes. I blocked off today in advance because I wanted to file the marriage registration right after submitting the divorce application.”
“Poor Rona must be so disappointed.”
“We need to get married quickly—we’re already twelve weeks pregnant.”
“That’s exactly why I told you ages ago Rona was a good match! When you brought Hee Joo home, I really didn’t like her at all! Honestly, aside from being obedient and naive, what else did she have going for her? And not long after she moved in, your grandmother passed, then your grandfather, and soon after, your father too! Every fortune-teller’s reading always came out bad—she’s just jinxed, I tell you!”
It had been four years since Jae Min married Hee Joo, and misfortune had followed one after another.
His elderly grandparents passed away five months apart, and a year later, his father died suddenly from a heart attack.
The corporate legal team position he’d been promised was snatched by a junior colleague, and shortly afterward, Young Ja—previously in good health—was diagnosed with early-stage thyroid cancer and began frequenting hospitals.
“But seriously, doesn’t she seem strange? Her way of speaking, how she carries herself, even how she treats me… How can someone change so drastically overnight?”
Indeed, she no longer resembled the wife he once knew.
As Jae Min thought back to Hee Joo from yesterday, he suddenly recalled their recent explosive argument.
“Why are you doing this? What’s wrong with me that you suddenly want a divorce?!”
“Because I don’t love you anymore! Just look at yourself—what about you is even remotely appealing? Your baggy clothes, constantly checking my reaction before saying anything, your timid personality—it’s all unbearably dull and annoying! So please, let’s just end it.”
That day, deliberately criticizing even the smallest things to wound her, since she refused to accept the divorce.
“…I’ll change. I’ll change everything—my clothes, my personality—I’ll fix everything you dislike.”
Could it be… she actually took those words to heart and tried a drastic transformation?
Hah. Admirable effort, but how long can that kind of act possibly last? Kim Hee Joo is still Kim Hee Joo.
“Don’t worry about it. She’s just desperately trying to avoid the divorce.”
“You don’t think… Hee Joo somehow found out you were cheating, do you?”
“Impossible! She absolutely doesn’t know—and she mustn’t find out until after the divorce!”
Jae Min widened his sharp, intense eyes and declared, “Absolutely not!”
“Alright then, good! Listen, son—today I’ll change the house password so Hee Joo can’t get in.”
“Great idea. Even if it’s tough, Mom, please pack all her things and leave them by the door.”
“Don’t call it tough—it’s preparing for our new family. Got it! Just make sure Rona doesn’t get stressed; talk to her nicely, okay?”
“Got it, Mom!”
With both the password changed and her belongings packed outside, what could she possibly do?
Hee Joo wasn’t the type to hold grudges—this pointless protest and act wouldn’t last long.
Let’s get jinxed Kim Hee Joo out quickly, bring Rona in, and live happily with our baby.
“Alright, alright—go to work, son! Our Attorney No! Fighting!”
Receiving Young Ja’s warm gaze, Jae Min grinned slightly.
Chae Won had just returned to her office after finishing skin reconstruction treatment for a burn patient.
It was 5 p.m. Taking her eyes off the wall clock, she picked up her phone.
She was calling the caregiver she’d urgently hired yesterday.
“Yes, it’s me. How’s my sister doing?”
Chae Won’s expression grew serious as she listened quietly.
“She’s still not awake? What did the doctor say?”
Although her injuries were severe, they shouldn’t be enough to keep her unconscious this long.
The doctor had assured her it wasn’t a problem, yet her sister still hadn’t woken up.
They’d monitor her until the end of today, and if she still didn’t wake up, they’d run further tests.
“Understood. I’ll come by as soon as I finish work—please take good care of her. And if she wakes up, contact me immediately.”
Chae Won ended the call and set down her phone with a sigh.
“Is she truly unable to wake up—or just too embarrassed to?”
What on earth could have happened?
Was No Jae Min really that significant to Kim Hee Joo—to leave her this devastated?
“…You. Maybe I should’ve looked for you sooner. Would this have been avoided if I had?”
She’d always been curious about her twin sister—only a few fragmented memories of her remained from childhood—but had never dared to seek her out.
After her mother Kyeong Ah remarried James, Chae Won avoided mentioning Hee Joo to keep from upsetting her. Later, as a full-grown adult, mature reasoning only layered on unnecessary caution, and time slipped away.
Knock knock. At the sound, Chae Won removed her procedure gown and replied.
“Yes?”
Soon, Moon Sung Min—the dermatologist who co-founded the hospital with her and also her close friend—peeked his head in.
“I’m here! I brought coffee, as promised by this oppa!”
Grabbing her doctor’s coat, Chae Won glanced at him as he entered and smiled.
“Thanks.”
“How’s the move going?”
“I’ve been so busy I haven’t even unpacked.”
Sung Min set down the coffee on Chae Won’s desk and asked,
“Need help?”
“It’s fine. I’ll take it slow.”
“At this rate, it’ll take five hundred years just to give me a house tour!”
“All houses are basically the same.”
“Whoa, not yours—they’re not priced for just anyone. Did your dad find it for you again?”
“Yeah. I guess he worries about me living alone in Korea.”
Just then, Nurse Oh gently peeked in after a soft knock.
“Oh, I’ll wait five more minutes. She just finished the procedure.”
“It’s not about that.”
What could Nurse Oh have possibly seen to make her usually narrow eyes widen so dramatically?
At that moment, the slightly ajar door swung open wide, and a man walked in.
Chae Won’s hands, which had been fastening her gown, froze the instant their eyes met.
“Then I’ll discuss it after seeing a patient.”
Sung Min, who had been staring at the man, quietly spoke to Chae Won and left.
Chae Won found herself transfixed by the tall, broad-shouldered man standing before her.
Though she often encountered celebrities in her line of work, this man’s appearance—dressed impeccably in a suit and radiating unmistakable sophistication—was unlike anyone she’d ever seen.
“Please have a seat.”
At Chae Won’s gesture, the man pulled out a chair and sat down.
To assess this man who was staring fixedly at her, Chae Won turned toward her computer.
If he wanted even minor facial procedures, she was prepared—for the first time since opening her practice—to turn him away.
“I’m Choi Yoo Gun.”
“Yes, Choi Yoo—”
Only now realizing this was the same name as her blind date, Chae Won turned her head sharply in surprise.
“…Did you say who?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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