“Did you hear it from Anchor Yoon? Rumor has it that Kim Ha-yoon, who became the owner of Jang Kyung Group, has been in a mental hospital for six years.”
“…”
“When Chairman Jo Se-hoon took the helm, there were so many rumors. The story about his daughter Jo In-young, who got engaged recently, is also interesting. How about it? Anchor Yoon interested too?”
Yeon’s hands trembled. Biting her gums with all her strength, she lowered her hands under the table.
When she turned around to look at Director Song, she deliberately hid her face.
“No. Just the recent whistleblower case is overwhelming, you know?”
“I thought you’d like it.”
“I’m busy, Director. And this one looks quite complicated to me.”
Director Song rubbed his chin.
“That’s true. Chairman Jo, that person, is not someone to be taken lightly.”
“I, um, I’ll go to the restroom for a moment.”
Yeon went into the restroom at the end of the hallway.
She turned on the water at the basin.
It had been a harmonious family.
It wasn’t a family that others envied, and there was not a particularly strong affection between them, but they provided each other with a fence under the name of family.
When my father lost his job at the company, my parents often quarreled.
“Again? I’m sick of this! Hey, Yoon Woo-yeon, close the door quickly.”
Whenever her parents fought, her sister would lie on the bed, flip the blanket, and cover herself.
Even at such times, Woo-yeon chose to sit at her desk and study alone. Annoyed by this, her sister shouted at her.
“Hey, turn off the lights!”
“Huh? Unni, I just…”
“Didn’t you hear me telling you to turn off the lights? Turn them off quickly.”
“…”
“For the next three counts.”
Once the lights were off, as always, everything became immersed in darkness. The sound of her parents arguing gradually grew louder, and the neighbors downstairs and next door inevitably banged on the doors to quiet down. Due to her sister, who refused even to share the same bed, Woo-yeon had to endure that time quietly, hidden in the corner under the desk.
Still, it was not a particularly eventful period until her mom and sister, who worked at a golf course, disappeared overnight.
Even after a month of reporting to the police and her father traveling the country to find them when they didn’t return, the neighbors, unlike her father who thought they were missing, used to say:
“Looks like the daughter-in-law ran away with the eldest daughter.”
“Tsk tsk. If she was taking someone, she would have taken the second daughter too.”
“Hey, can you keep it down? Just because you have a big mouth, don’t say anything so thoughtlessly!”
While doing laundry and cursing all day, her grandmother, entrusted with Woo-yeon, spent some time in the countryside. But after five years, the two never returned, and during that time, her father completely fell apart.
Woo-yeon’s grandmother requested a missing person declaration from the court for her sake. Deciding that the absence of any traces of the two was due to involvement in a serious crime or a significant change in life, she, the only granddaughter, tried her best to ensure that she received government benefits.
Her grandmother tried to forget everything and live on, but Woo-yeon couldn’t. These were not names to be blown away by the wind. These were not names to be buried under flower petals.
My mother.
My sister.
As swiftly as her father’s chest burned pitch black, young Woo-yeon’s soul also plunged into the darkness.
Even now, tears reflexively come to her eyes when she thinks of those times. There was no one to bring her an umbrella even when a sudden downpour came.
She would sit alone in the empty space left by her departed friends, silently swallowing tears.
She missed her mom.
She missed her sister.
Back then, what Woo-yeon loved most in the world was the news.
She would watch and rewatch the news reporting that the families of missing persons had been found after 17 years.
How good it must have felt. How happy it must have been. Watching the repeated scenes of those swings embracing each other and bursting into tears, she would imagine herself in their shoes.
Someday, she believed that such a day would come for her too.
“Anchor Yoon, thank you.”
At the voice that drives away old memories, Woo-yeon regains her composure and looks ahead.
Song Guk-jang’s wife saw Woo-yeon off. Woo-yeon busily filled the gap of lost time.
“Surprised, huh? Mr. Guk-jang was very worried.”
“Oh, well, he had every reason to worry. Still, it’s fortunate that it’s only this much.”
“That’s true. Looking at your face, I feel relieved too.”
“I always watch the news.”
“Thank you.”
Trying to follow her to the lobby, Woo-yeon barely restrained her and stepped outside the hospital.
It’s about a thirty-minute drive to the broadcasting station. Since the accident happened early in the morning, Woo-yeon didn’t have to rush.
By now, the major news would be summarized by the journalists waiting at the nearby hospital and police station until the afternoon.
Around the time she hosts the news at 7:40, there probably wouldn’t be any new updates.
Unable to just flutter at the incoming old memories, Woo-yeon stopped walking for a moment.
The world seemed hazy to her. The landscape that should be vivid appeared dreamlike, fading away in her eyes.
“When Chairman Jo Se-hoon took office, there were so many rumors. The story of his newly engaged daughter, Jo In-young, is interesting too. What do you think? Is Anchor Yoon interested too?”
In the end, it turned out like this.
Someday, the truth that must all be revealed will come. There are no eternal secrets in the world.
At that time, I wonder if it’s better to fall.
Without holding anyone’s hand, without leaning on anyone, could I crawl down to the floor all alone?
To start somewhere on that floor again, I had to endure like this.
Don’t trust anyone.
Don’t love anyone.
The morning sunlight was dazzling.
Covering her eyes with her hand, Woo-yeon took out her phone from her bag to call Park PD.
Zing zing.
A call was coming to her.
[Cha Tae-kyung]As soon as she saw that name, Woo-yeon’s eyes turned cold. He was the one who set her heart on fire and quickly extinguished it.
Trying not to accept various excuses, Woo-yeon finally answered the phone.
“Yes.”
Where are you?
“In front of the hospital.”
Where does it hurt?
“Oh no.”
If Yoon Woo-yeon is not in pain, it’s fine.
“…”
Shall we meet?
His voice left in her ears sounded suffocating, as if it were submerged in water.
Miss Yoon Woo-yeon?
She had no intention of hearing Tae-kyung’s future advice to wait quietly.
Waiting didn’t suit her taste. It was more comfortable to do something rather than wait.
“Okay, let’s meet. I’ll head there now.”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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