“Yun Woo Yeon, let’s talk.”
Returning to her officetel after work, Woo Yeon was about to turn off the car engine in the parking lot when someone knocked on the passenger door.
It was Kim Min Jun.
Even after they broke up, his persistent contacts were bothersome, but Woo Yeon felt indebted to him.
Reluctantly, she opened the door for him.
As soon as he entered, the first thing he said wasn’t particularly interesting.
“Should I say it again?”
She was momentarily dazed, recalling the man who had been with her in the car since lunch.
Cha Taekyung, who casually handed over his jacket. Cha Taekyung, who ignored her words and went ahead into the elevator alone.
Cha Taekyung, who had wanted to have a cliché conversation between a man and a woman while watching the sunset that day.
In her mind, she quietly pictured Cha Taekyung, who always seemed to make people feel small.
How does he remember me? It was only a five-minute encounter.
Besides, seven years is no short period.
Well. I remember him, after all.
Good at reading people, I suppose. If not, then a good memory.
“Yun Woo Yeon.”
“…….”
“Yun Woo Yeon, are you listening? I’m asking if I should say it again.”
My ears felt hot.
Jolted by Min Jun’s urging, Woo Yeon finally returned to reality.
Regret filled his eyes. Woo Yeon shook her head firmly.
There was no need to repeat it. She had heard him loud and clear.
So, Kim Min Jun was getting engaged this Saturday.
His weak heart, making a determined visit today, was evident.
Typical of indecisive Kim Min Jun, he was trying to handle the situation he had delayed.
Woo Yeon gazed at the windshield, then barely erased the faint image of Cha Taekyung from her mind.
“I understood you perfectly.”
“……Yun Woo Yeon.”
“But I don’t think you need to explain it to me.”
“Don’t talk like that. You know I haven’t moved on from you.”
“…….”
“I’m sorry for bringing this up. But, you know, this marriage… I can say with my whole soul it’s not what I want. Things just turned out this way. I don’t know what to do anymore.”
Kim Min Jun was a good man.
He was there for her during the hardest time of her life when her only family, her grandmother, passed away.
In fact, she knew that apart from his kindness, he was otherwise incompetent.
Right after her grandmother’s funeral, without time to collect herself, she immersed herself in work.
The director said she could rest more, but Woo Yeon insisted.
She believed that dealing with unbearable work would make everything pass.
Naturally, her body couldn’t keep up, and eventually, she was rushed to the emergency room two hours before a live broadcast.
Even in the dim dreams, she was alone. When she finally awoke, there was not a single person left in Yun Woo Yeon’s life.
Overwhelmed by loneliness, she cried out loud, forgetting she was in a hospital.
Kim Min Jun, who rushed into the emergency room later, cried with her.
The same person who silently endured her coldness despite his kind gestures, expensive gifts, and date requests.
The one who ran to her upon hearing she collapsed, cried with her in that emergency room for hours.
Later, it was so absurd that she asked why he was crying, and he just scratched his head in response.
‘Because, Yun Woo Yeon, when you cry… there’s nothing I can do. It seemed embarrassing to cry alone, so… I’m sorry.’
If Kim Min Jun hadn’t cried with me that day, I might have given up on the live broadcast.
After crying my heart out, I got up briskly and successfully finished the broadcast.
He was a terrible mama’s boy, lived in fear of his father, always doing as told, and he was always cautious in our prolonged relationship.
Knowing this, I couldn’t let go of Kim Min Jun for a while.
Because he was there, watching over me during tough times and moments.
But even then, I knew, didn’t I? That this was how it would end up.
Woo Yeon pressed her red, sleep-deprived eyes.
“Min Jun.”
“Uh, speak. Please say something.”
I had already discarded any trivial feelings of guilt or sadness for not giving him the answer he wanted a long time ago.
Two years was just the duration of the relationship we endured, not some childish, deeply affectionate bond. I believed Kim Min Jun would understand.
Woo Yeon blinked slowly.
“You probably know this, but let me be honest. I would have been fine without Min Jun.”
“What?”
“I just wanted someone by my side. It didn’t matter if it wasn’t Min Jun. You know what kind of person I am. So there’s no need for you to explain all this to me.”
“…….”
“What am I supposed to say when you come to me with such a sorry face saying you’re soon to be engaged after we’ve broken up?”
“It was a one-sided breakup.”
“Uh?”
“…….”
“It was too one-sided when you said we should break up. I didn’t like it, but I said okay because I know what kind of person you are.”
“What does that mean?”
“I thought I’d be there for you again when you needed me. Yun Woo Yeon is always lonely.”
Such a rude statement, especially from a man who’s about to become someone’s fiancé.
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.”
