During the passing autumn, Wooyeon stayed by Taekyung’s side all the time. It was an ordinary routine that wouldn’t change much.
On weekdays, she dedicated herself to the news every day, and from Friday night to the weekend, she stuck with Taekyung without fail.
In the meantime, she met Seo Jiwu and retrieved all the photos that Park Minkwon had been keeping.
Thus, one employee in the dressing room was cut off. It was the price paid to Park Minkwon, who received money and took pictures each time.
Seo Jiwu suggested suing her husband several times, but Wooyeon knew it wasn’t sincere.
She didn’t know that Park Minkwon, who was busy threatening her whenever she saw him, was living with such feelings. Although she could have sought Taekyung’s help on what to do with him, Wooyeon didn’t let him know.
Simply because she was Seo Jiwu’s husband and the father of the child in her belly.
Knowing that she wanted to remain as the quiet daughter-in-law of Hansanga until the end, Wooyeon decided to quietly step back between them.
It was ironic.
He was the one who set out to catch my weakness, but now I was the one who had caught Park Minkwon’s weakness.
Seo Jiwu also wished she had used that point to manipulate Park Minkwon.
It was bitter. Seo Jiwu also had a marriage life that seemed to be approaching its end.
“Senior, what’s the eye-planning for this week’s anchor?”
On Monday morning, when she was looking at the newspaper she hadn’t finished at home, Woosik brought up the topic.
While receiving the unchanged coffee he handed over, Wooyeon looked up.
“Aloner.”
“Aloner? What’s that?”
Wooyeon explained to Woosik, like reading a dictionary where the word ‘aloner’ was searched without a soul for supplementary explanation.
“Aloner is an adjective derived from adding ‘er’ to ‘alone,’ meaning a person who voluntarily considers himself alone, referring to those who voluntarily consider themselves alone.”
“Oh. Voluntary loner?”
At the word ‘loner,’ Wooyeon glanced at him.
“Because the coffee taste at that store was so good, there was a person who went to buy coffee every morning without fail. But from one day, he never went to that store again. Why do you think that is?”
“Well, I don’t know. Was there, by any chance, a former lover among the acquaintances of the owner?”
“No.”
“Did the taste of the coffee change?”
“The owner greeted him. ‘Today’s warm Americano, right? Like this, kindly.'”
“Wow. Seriously?”
The reason why that person never went to that store again was that the owner recognized him and hated pretending to know him.
There was a time in Korean society when eating alone spread like a trend based on a drama.
Now it’s an era where autonomy and diversity are more recognized, so it is expected that there will be more people who voluntarily consider themselves alone in the future.
“That’s the era we’re living in.”
“Isn’t this totally about you, Senior?”
“No, it’s not.”
Someday, she would be alone again, but at least she didn’t think it was now.
With puckered lips, Wooyeon thought, and Woosik gave a playful laugh, clasping both hands and lighting up his eyes.
“Senior. Congratulations.”
“For what?”
“Senior’s promotion is confirmed!”
With Woosik’s hearty laughter, Song Director signaled Wooyeon from the second floor.
“Anchor Yoon, come up.”
Quickly, Woosik patted her back from behind, urging her to go up. The beginning of winter was refreshing.
The first to enter the upscale Korean restaurant in Cheongdam was Jaehui.
Following her, Wooyeon entered, and behind her, Taekyung came in closely.
Jaehui, wearing a striking red suit from top to bottom, briefly frowned.
“Why is Oppa here?”
Taekyung retorted as well.
“Why are you?”
Wooyeon showed an awkward smile to the two who demanded an explanation.
“It happened. Let’s just sit down.”
Actually, it went like this.
Right after the news, Taekyung had sent her a message. He said he came to pick her up in front of the broadcasting station and suggested having a meal together.
Wooyeon felt awkward. After all, she already had a prior appointment with Jaehui in the afternoon.
So, she was about to refuse, thinking it might be difficult today, but when he came all the way to the broadcasting station, she couldn’t just send him back, so she got in his car for now.
When she mentioned that dinner might be tough with a kind look exchanged between them, Taekyung pressed her, asking who she was meeting so often for dinner these days.
The reason she was busy every evening was due to this week’s planning. In addition to individual interviews, she had to run around every evening for data research.
“Why? Are you worried that I might meet someone else?”
Although he sent a gaze telling her not to grumble, Wooyeon burst into laughter because of that wind.
“Why are you laughing now? It’s not the right time.”
“Yeah, why do I keep laughing whenever I see you these days?”
“Well, I…”
“Never mind. Let’s just go together! To have dinner.”
She smiled at Jaehui when she sat down. Is it okay? When she asked, Jaehui nodded willingly.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
