Breaking Matchmaking (5 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 4
There are many reasons why the fruit of love might be shattered beyond repair, but one of the most commonly known is this:
Infidelity by one of the partners.
“You—what on earth is your reason for refusing to divorce?”
If Hee Joo had committed infidelity, Jae Min would have confronted her about the man involved.
So it isn’t Kim Hee Joo’s affair. Then… is it this man’s infidelity?
Chae Won stared intently at Jae Min.
“Do you really think anything will change just because you’ve suddenly revamped your image like this?”
Her confident, accusatory tone suggested he wasn’t guilty either—
Or perhaps he was just shamelessly brazen?
“Ah, arguing’s only going to wear out my mouth. Forget it—just hurry up and sign the papers already.”
……What could it be? This must be why Hee Joo, who’d agreed to meet at court, couldn’t bring herself to go through with it and instead left home.
“I already told you—let’s put the divorce on hold.”
“What do you even want? If we’re so incompatible, what reason is there to keep living together?”
Ah, so in the end, it’s just about personality differences?
But would Hee Joo really have sobbed her heart out and run away from home over something so trivial? Even if Kim Hee Joo were fragile, that still didn’t quite add up.
“How can a married couple always get along perfectly? We have to adjust to each other.”
As Chae Won placed her slender arm on the table and gave a slight smile, Jae Min blinked in confusion.
Jenny, who had been staring blankly at Chae Won, finally managed to speak.
“Did you buy that watch, those rings, and your clothes… I mean, everything—where did all that come from? You don’t have any money since you were relying on allowance from Oppa, so where did you get all this stuff?”
Chae Won’s gaze drifted toward the short-haired woman. After staring at her searchingly for a long moment, Jenny’s eyes widened further.
“What? Why are you staring at me like that? It’s making me uncomfortable.”
“Are you… my sister-in-law?”
“Oh my—Oppa, it seems like when Unnie left home, she must’ve hit her head somewhere!”
Thinking that such a story wouldn’t be half bad, Chae Won nodded.
“Yes. Let’s go with that. Something like temporary short-term memory loss should suffice.”
Everyone’s eyes went wide.
“There might be some things I can’t remember for now, so I’d appreciate your understanding.”
While they all stared blankly at one another, Jae Min pushed himself up from his chair and spoke.
“Did you really get into an accident or something? Is that why you’ve become a completely different person?”
“Yes, so until my memories fully return, our divorce is on hold.”
Since that wasn’t exactly wrong, Chae Won nodded lightly.
“Oh, and I need to work, but it’s too far from here—commuting would be difficult. So for now, let’s do a weekend marriage.”
“A weekend marriage?”
“It can’t be helped, even if it’s disappointing.”
“That’s not why I’m saying this!”
“Well, I’ll definitely visit, not just on weekends, whenever I have time—so you can count on that.”
“What are you even talking about!”
“Then for now, let’s each think about what ‘family’ really means to us.”
Either way, all she needed was to buy some time until Hee Joo woke up.
Chae Won stood up and said,
“Let me say this again—if you change the password, share it with me. If the door won’t open next time, I’ll bring a forklift and tear it down myself if I have to.”
“Oh dear!”
As Young Ja gaped in shock, Chae Won met her eyes and said firmly,
“Understood?”
When Chae Won, preparing to leave, picked up another designer bag in addition to the one she already had, both Young Ja and Jenny’s eyes widened even more.
“Mom, I guess Unnie really got a huge settlement after her accident!”
“Exactly! Now it all makes sense—she got brain damage from the accident, and used the compensation money to deck herself out in luxury brands, that’s it!”
“I’ve written the new door lock code here—take note. See you on the weekend.”
As Chae Won turned to leave, Jae Min, who had been sitting dazedly, quickly followed after her.
“Hey! Hey—you’re not just walking away like that, are you?”
When Chae Won stopped and turned sharply around, Jae Min, who had been rushing after her, stumbled back a step in surprise.
After blinking several times in confusion, Jae Min quickly collected himself and furrowed his brows.
“I don’t know what game you’re playing, but I absolutely won’t live with you! We’re definitely getting divorced—so just!”
“If you act like this,”
Chae Won moved her crimson lips with a dangerously sweet smile.
“It makes me strangely less willing to give you that divorce.”
Jae Min, who had been staring blankly at her lips, suddenly gulped.
“Then… see you on the weekend.”
Jae Min watched, utterly dazed, as Chae Won slipped her slender foot into her high heels.
Leaving behind a faint smile for him, Chae Won disappeared with a firm click of the door.
“Man… what the hell just happened…?”
His once-innocent wife had returned as an ultra-intense lunatic.
Standing alone in the empty hallway where she’d just vanished, Jae Min remained bewildered for a long time.
*
Beside Madam Kim Bok Rae, a middle-aged woman in a business suit lowered the document she’d been holding and said,
“That concludes the terms of Madam Kim Bok Rae’s gift and inheritance.”
At the same moment, the family members seated across from each other on the sofas let out quiet sighs.
Everyone was racking their brains, trying to figure out how to negotiate these outrageously demanding conditions.
“Mother—even if that’s the case, my husband is already at that age. How can you ask him to go to university now?”
“Shut up!”
At Madam Kim Bok Rae’s sharp outburst, everyone shrank back.
“There’s no age limit for learning! You, my second son—you played around foolishly when you were young and never even graduated. Now, at least, go study! Stop thinking you can just live off the company!”
Choi Pal Do, who at age fifty-five now had to retake the high school equivalency exam, squeezed his eyes shut tightly.
“Mom—even if Second Brother is like that, I’ve always obeyed you faithfully. Why am I—”
“That’s precisely the problem with you!”
“Grandma! Grandma, I’m about to marry Jenny soon, and I’ve been preparing to take over Father’s company—why suddenly demand a business plan now!”
“Step aside. Mom! Please think this over again—just once more.”
“Quiet, you brats!”
At Madam Kim Bo Rae’s second outburst, everyone bowed their heads.
“There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world! If you want even a small share of my wealth, you all must bring me your report cards! Otherwise, I’ll donate everything to society and die happy!”
“No, please!”
Everyone clasped their hands together, crying out in despair.
Among them, Yoo Gun, sitting with an exhausted expression, felt a brief vibration and pulled out his phone.
It was a text from his personal secretary.
“Yoo Gun, you’re lucky—Grandma said if you date someone, she’ll give you the Seongsu-dong house, and if you marry, you’ll inherit about fifteen percent of her fortune. Where else can you find such easy terms?”
Hearing Uncle Choi Pal Do grumble resentfully, Yoo Gun lifted his gaze again.
“Then would you like to swap places with me?”
“Quiet, you brat! What’s there to swap—how dare that little rascal!”
At Madam Kim’s trembling, furious shout, everyone lowered their eyes.
“If you’ve all understood, then leave now!”
Madam Kim, leaning on her cane, turned and shuffled away unsteadily.
Amidst his sighing relatives, Yoo Gun quietly lowered his eyes.
He wasn’t interested in the promised fifteen percent inheritance upon marriage—but the offer of receiving the Seongsu-dong house if he quietly dated that woman for a month wasn’t a bad deal.
Except for one single sticking point.
“Why are you following me into my room when I told you to leave!”
Entering her room, Madam Kim sank onto the cushion with Gong the butler’s support.
“I’d like to make one correction.”
“What?”
“I can’t meet every day.”
“Oh, why not?”
“You yourself recently mentioned just how busy that ‘doctor’ is—it would be terribly rude of me.”
“So you must visit her whenever you can, to see her face. You’ll grow fond the more you see her.”
Grandmother clearly hadn’t considered just how busy her grandson actually was—again.
So he emphasized once more,
“I’m busy too, Grandma.”
“If you’re that busy, skip dating altogether and just get married.”
Faced with this immovable wall, Yoo Gun quietly despaired.
“And don’t worry—you two are already arranged to meet every day.”
“How could that be arranged?”
“You’ll find out soon enough—just trust me. Oh, and don’t forget to send me photos every time you meet.”
It was a condition made with absolutely no regard for the other party’s wishes.
Staring at the calligraphy screen behind Madam Kim, Yoo Gun spoke up.
“That doctor… she might not like having her photo taken.”
“She does! I’ve seen plenty of her pictures on that Insta-thing or Linc-thing or whatever it’s called.”
He could vividly picture Butler Gong sitting right beside her, diligently flipping through photos to show her.
Amazed by Madam Kim’s thorough pre-investigation, Yoo Gun gave a bitter smile.
Even if, by some miracle, they actually got along and she happened to enjoy taking photos—there was still one persistent problem.
“Still, meeting every day is difficult. I’m running a business, and circumstances can be unpredictable.”
“I keep telling you—it’s just a few steps away! You’ll see her every day!”
Was she seriously expecting him to use teleportation now?
“I’m going to lose my mind.”
“What’s there to go mad about! A young man like you throwing a tantrum in front of your grandma! Stop your nonsense and just date that doctor! Or skip straight to marriage—that’s fine too. That’s how things were done in the old days. I married your grandfather just like that!”
Just as a Joseon-era love story seemed about to begin, Yoo Gun quietly screamed inside.
“Madam Kim.”
“Shut up, you brat! Listen to your elders—it never hurt anyone! If you hate it so much, I’ll just give the Seongsu-dong house to Ho Tae instead—do as you please!”
Ha ha.
Now he was so flabbergasted he almost burst into crazy laughter.
Ultimately chased out after that reluctant chuckle, Yoo Gun returned to his car.
After a work call with his secretary and suppressing his exhaustion, he parked in the underground lot—when a familiar-faced woman stepped out of a blue Porsche.
“…No way.”
The black bodycon dress, pointed heels, shimmering earrings peeking through her softly waved, voluminous hair, and crimson lips speaking into her phone—
It was unmistakably her: Kim Chae Won.
Watching her back as she walked ahead along the same path, Yoo Gun slowly tilted his head.
Second floor, eighth floor, fifteenth, twenty-seventh…
As Yoo Gun watched the numbers rise slowly on the elevator display—
“Heh.”
He let out a wry laugh when the display stopped at his own floor: thirty-two.
So someone had moved into the previously vacant unit next door a few days ago…
Madam Kim’s words—“You’ll see her every day; it’s just a few steps away”—now rang in his head.
“This time, Madam Kim really means to tie us together properly.”
Yoo Gun stepped into the elevator, marveling at her grand scheme.
After all, Madam Kim owned several units in this building—so if both families were in agreement, arranging this scenario wouldn’t be difficult at all.
Arriving at the thirty-second floor, Yoo Gun placed his hand on the door lock and stepped inside.
Too tired to care, he tossed his car keys onto the sofa and started loosening his tie—when the doorbell rang.
Turning his head, Yoo Gun walked toward the entrance with an annoyed expression.
“Hello, I’m from next door.”
The person shown on the intercom was Chae Won.
She obviously wasn’t here to hand out rice cakes at this hour—she must need some kind of help.
Wondering how to face her when he had no idea what her situation was, Yoo Gun opened the door.
“Hello—it’s not anything major, but could I borrow a chair?”
Chae Won immediately recognized Yoo Gun and froze.
After a long, silent standoff, Yoo Gun spoke first.
“I’d heard someone moved in next door, but I didn’t realize it was you, Miss Chae Won.”
He acted as if he truly hadn’t known.
After all, he’d have to get along with her somehow.
“Oh.”
She looked deeply startled—now she’d probably say something like:
How amazing! What incredible coincidence! Maybe even call it fate.
“Apparently, both families seem to have higher expectations than I thought.”
She really was quick-witted.
He’d even prepared a romantic, destiny-filled gaze in case she reacted with wonder about their meeting—
“Indeed.”
Yoo Gun had no choice but to concede plainly.
Chae Won’s eyes drifted to his shirt, where a few buttons were undone—and Yoo Gun openly studied her face in return.
Her eyes, which had boldly assessed him as if scoring his body, quickly snapped back to attention.
“Since things have turned out this way…”
Since things have turned out this way, she’d probably suggest sharing a cup of tea, or propose getting along well—
Now that they understood both families’ intentions, she might try to meet their expectations.
Given how boldly she’d looked him over, she might even show some genuine interest.
“I’ll just borrow it casually—could you lend me a chair? I’ll use it quickly and bring it right back.”
Yoo Gun’s face stiffened for a moment.
She kept veering completely off his expectations.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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