On the specially crafted large desk lay a tablet with a clear picture of Rajin wearing a hanbok from behind.
Long fingers tapped the desk, and with each thud, it seemed like the crystal nameplate on the desk would fall.
In an instant, Yoojoon pressed the office lighting button.
Snap! The ceiling lights went out, and only the stand placed on the desk illuminated the vast office.
“Ha.”
Reflected in the transparent window, Kim Yoojoon covered his face with both hands and remained motionless for a while.
While others might not know, Rajin believed, and she had believed. It felt like someone had stolen every moment when she was so precious, not daring to be careless even with a fingertip. And that someone was Prosecutor Kang Jiho.
“This is ridiculous.”
During that time, what did he miss, what was he deceived about? Like a movie reel running, Yoojoon’s mind was filled with thoughts of his moments with Rajin.
“When she escaped from the hotel?”
At that time, Rajin was no different from usual.
Then when did Kang Jiho and Rajin’s fate intertwine? There was no reason for an actress like Rajin and a prosecutor like Kang Jiho to meet. Moreover, Rajin always moved around with her manager, so even if she coincidentally met Kang Jiho, there had to be some connection.
Just then, a lightning bolt flashed before Yoojoon’s eyes. Swiftly getting up, he searched for articles.
―Park Rajin’s event.
After repeating several clicks and scrolls, Yoojoon’s eyes froze like a still frame.
―Actress Park Rajin, appointed as the Public Relations Ambassador by the Ministry of Justice, attended an award ceremony for an outstanding prosecutor.
Finally catching the tail, should he laugh or cry? Yoojoon let out a bitter laugh, rubbing his face. As the focus of his suppressed pupils blurred, he fiercely opened his eyes again.
“How many months have they been seeing each other?”
What happened between them during that time? How did Kang Jiho approach her, and what words did he use to deceive her? Did he intentionally approach her to threaten her? Or was it love at first sight, a sincere courtship?
Yoojoon’s vision wavered, and his mind turned white.
Then suddenly, he recalled the intimate details Kang Jiho knew during the investigation. If all of that came from Rajin’s mouth…
Should he abandon her? Can he really let her go? He couldn’t possibly drive her to the edge ruthlessly, making sure she never climbs back up. Yoojoon just couldn’t bring himself to do that.
He should hate her enough to kill her, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t muster that hatred.
“Kang Jiho, Kang Jiho.”
With his head in his hands, Yoojoon murmured Kang Jiho’s name.
Maybe it was Kang Jiho’s scheme that made Rajin betray him, not Rajin’s innocence.
“Yesterday, the stylist who visited Kang Jiho’s house took Rajin to that house today.”
In an instant, everything became clear, as if it were perfectly orchestrated.
It was clear that the stylist who received Kang Jiho’s orders had schemed to involve Rajin in the middle. It’s possible that he brainwashed her, taking advantage of her weakness, asking her to help Kang Jiho.
Yoojoon’s gaze naturally turned to the tablet.
Late at night, he had stared intently at the picture of Rajin entering Kang Jiho’s house, then threw the tablet away.
Bang! The sound echoed as the pad shattered, and Yoojoon abruptly stood up.
Walking around the desk, he poured out his rage toward the dark window.
“Director Hyun!”
“Yes.”
As if pouring oil onto a burning flame, anger did not subside. Yoojoon loosened his tie, grabbed the collar of his shirt, tearing it.
“Assistant Director!”
Surprised, Director Hyun approached to stop him, and long red nail marks were left on his white neck.
“Director Hyun. No, Sungsoo.”
The flustered Director Hyun grabbed Yoojoon’s hand and pulled it down.
“Director Hyun, please say anything.”
To extract the bad water Rajin had heard, they first had to eliminate the cause. If they did that, even the emotionally vulnerable Rajin would listen obediently. Yoojoon, who quickly solidified his thoughts, grabbed Director Hyun’s arm.
“Have that stylist remove Rajin from the side. Give her money or whatever.”
Yoojoon’s eyes sparkled as he stared at Director Hyun.
“The stylist’s disposal will be left to Oh Jonghyuk.”
She was still an employee of the agency, and explaining that it was appropriate for the CEO to handle the matter since she was practically a betrayer followed. Nodding in agreement, Yoojoon, despite that, instructed not to let down their guard.
“What about the actress?”
To the cautious question from Director Hyun, Yoojoon hesitated and gripped the edge of the desk.
“Rajin, we… Rajin is…”
Yoojoon couldn’t continue his words.
Shaking with betrayal, he couldn’t bring himself to utter harsh words toward Rajin.
“Director, it might be necessary to clarify your relationship with the actress at this point…!”
Tears fell under Yoojoon’s feet in an instant.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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