Couples in Love (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
At In Young’s call to come to Pyeongchang-dong, Green tensed up immediately.
This meeting felt more important than any formal gathering.
After all, Seonwoo had asked her for just one thing: to put her grandfather and mother-in-law at ease.
Green went to a hair salon for a quick trim, then hurried home and opened her closet.
Clothes that Hanna had picked out for Green with the allowance In Young gave her hung neatly inside.
After much deliberation, Green chose a cream-colored Sammy suit. Since this was her first meeting with Park Chan Wook, dressing conservatively—like for a formal introduction—seemed appropriate.
“Huh? The skirt actually fits all the way now?”
Hanna had deliberately bought a small size as a nudge to lose weight, so last month the waist hadn’t fully closed. Seeing the results of her daily workouts, a pleased smile spread across her lips.
“I’ll have to show off to Hanna later and get praised!”
In high spirits, Green left home and hurried straight to Pyeongchang-dong. In Young, who’d arrived earlier, was already waiting for her.
“Mother, nothing’s wrong, I hope?”
“Yes.”
In Young scrutinized Green with a gaze masked as indifference. Though her heart pounded under that stare, Green held firm—it felt like another test from her.
“Let’s go. Father’s waiting.”
“Yes.”
In the dining room, Park Chan Wook sat at the table, examining a tablet.
“Father, this is your first time meeting her, right? This is Seonwoo’s wife. Green, this is Seonwoo’s maternal grandfather.”
“Hello, Grandfather. I’m Han Green.”
At Green’s greeting, Park Chan Wook slowly turned his gaze toward her. He exuded the firm, unyielding will one would expect from a chairman of a major corporation.
Though he didn’t closely resemble Seonwoo, Green thought their sharp, inscrutable eyes were strikingly alike.
“Come sit down.”
In Young and Green took their seats beside Park Chan Wook. He turned to In Young and asked,
“When did Seonwoo go to Marseille again? Has it been over a month?”
“He’ll hit two months next week. Apparently, he had a rough start because the Marseille city office kept changing their stance.”
Park Chan Wook nodded slowly, then suddenly turned his sharp gaze toward Green.
“Do you talk to Seonwoo on the phone occasionally?”
“No.”
His stare was so piercing that Green answered before even grasping his intent. Park Chan Wook gave a slow nod and immediately picked up his spoon.
“Let’s eat.”
A long silence settled over the table. With her appetite completely gone, Green chewed and swallowed diligently just to avoid indigestion.
“In Young, Han Moon Taek apparently scraped through another insolvency crisis somehow.”
“Yes, I heard the rumors too.”
Just as the meal neared its end, the sudden mention of her father made Green nearly drop her chopsticks.
She’d deliberately been avoiding any news about him since the wedding, when their contact had ceased.
“Seems the funds came from Miyeon Construction and Narae Foods. I hear Narae Foods’ second son is quite interested in politics.”
“Hmph. Looks like he’s benefiting from becoming your in-law. Seonwoo’s wife, did you know about this?”
Knowing Park Chan Wook likely understood how this marriage came about, Green decided to answer honestly.
“I didn’t. I haven’t spoken to Father since the wedding.”
At that, Park Chan Wook tested her with a probing remark:
“No calls with your husband, no contact with your father—you must be feeling quite lonely these days.”
In that instant, Green’s previously subdued expression hardened. She was tired of constantly walking on eggshells.
“I believe this is what I must endure. I knew what kind of marriage this was and agreed with Seonwoo. I also made a promise to Mother—to cut ties with my birth father and avoid burdening the in-laws as much as possible.”
“Oh?”
Looking at Green as if she were a rash child, Park Chan Wook abruptly dismissed her.
“You may go now. In Young, stay a moment.”
Without even acknowledging Green’s farewell bow, he rose and headed to his study. Green asked In Young cautiously,
“Did I offend Grandfather somehow?”
“No. Head home for now. I’ll contact you soon through my secretary.”
“Mother, I have a favor to ask—could I get meeting schedules a bit earlier? I always feel rushed to prepare.”
“Rushed or not, you did admirably.”
A faint smile flickered at In Young’s lips and vanished, but Green didn’t notice it, too preoccupied with disappointment at the thought of always scrambling to prepare at the last minute.
“I’ll make sure to give you at least a week’s notice from now on.”
“Really? Oh—thank you, Mother.”
“Keep speaking up whenever something feels uncomfortable like this. If you keep it to yourself, I won’t know.”
“Yes, I will.”
Relief softened Green’s face, and for a fleeting moment, warmth glimmered in In Young’s eyes before fading.
After sending Green off, In Young went to the study where Park Chan Wook was waiting.
“She’s quite pretty. Seems obedient on the surface, but surprisingly headstrong underneath.”
“Exactly. She’s easily frightened but occasionally bold.”
Seeing how subtly In Young defended Green, Park Chan Wook replied coldly,
“Don’t get too attached to her. Judging by what Seonwoo’s doing, they don’t seem to plan on living together.”
“My view differs.”
Noticing the slight upward curve of In Young’s lips, Park Chan Wook regarded his daughter with surprise.
“You seem quite fond of her, don’t you?”
“…Because Seonwoo smiled because of her.”
Remembering Seonwoo from their meeting the day before the formal introduction, In Young’s lips faintly curved again.
Seonwoo himself might not have realized it, but his son’s mouth had clearly lifted when talking about that girl.
“Then why doesn’t Seonwoo call her even once?”
“He’s busy.”
“No matter how busy, he wouldn’t be too busy to call a woman he cares about—even once.”
“Perhaps he still doesn’t know where his heart truly lies.”
In Young replied calmly, as if puzzled by her father’s concern. Watching his daughter, Park Chan Wook clicked his tongue in exasperation.
“It’s really strange. No matter how I look at it, Seonwoo resembles you far more than Jin—young man.”
“Do you think so?”
At Park Chan Wook’s words, the faint trace of warmth vanished from In Young’s face. Seeing his daughter return to her usual impassive demeanor, he sighed resignedly.
“If you like her, guide her well. If she truly becomes part of this family, she’ll have responsibilities to shoulder.”
“The child who lost his smile after age nine has smiled again. That alone is enough for me to accept her as Seonwoo’s match.”
“I’ll keep watching for now. In the end, it’s Seonwoo’s heart that matters.”
Choosing to withhold final judgment on Green, Park Chan Wook shifted topics slightly.
“How’s Jin—young man doing? Is he preparing well for the general election?”
“He’ll likely struggle this time. He’s focused only on strengthening his organization without any concrete policy promises.”
At In Young’s cool assessment, Park Chan Wook let out a soft chuckle. He probed his daughter carefully,
“Jin keeps inviting me to meals—should I lend him some support?”
“Don’t. A merchant wouldn’t invest in a venture clearly destined to fail.”
Hearing this, Park Chan Wook burst into hearty laughter. In moments like these, In Young was undeniably her father’s daughter.
*****
“Head Manager, Marseille City Hall has approved it. They finally came to their senses.”
“Good work, Director Ahn.”
Six months had passed since Seonwoo arrived in Marseille, France, with his Chief of Staff Ahn Yong Ki. Though it had only been half a year, the countless trials made it feel like six.
The most absurd issue had been Marseille’s sudden, belated objections to the Korean-style garden—claiming now that it clashed with the city’s landscape.
Seonwoo had painstakingly explained the garden’s harmony-focused design and even built a miniature model of the resort to finally win their approval.
Another problem arose: they proposed K1 Construction take part in maintaining the hanok guest rooms and Korean garden-inspired resort.
Though privately pleased by the offer, the sticking point was equity. After more than two months of wrangling, both sides finally agreed on a contract today.
“Head Manager, now that we’ve cleared all the cumbersome issues, we just need to wrap up construction.”
“That goes without saying.”
Watching Seonwoo’s relaxed expression, Yong Ki grimaced slightly as he noticed him already reviewing marketing plans for post-completion.
“Seonwoo, catch your breath. Do you really enjoy work this much?”
Yong Ki, also Seonwoo’s high school classmate, grumbled disapprovingly.
“What’s the rush? Let’s finish setting things up quickly and head back to Korea. Indonesia, Vietnam, and Saudi Arabia seem to be showing interest too.”
“Ugh, I was planning to take a proper vacation once this wrapped up—now it’s ruined, totally ruined!”
This Marseille project was Seonwoo’s greatest achievement since becoming Head Manager, yet he still looked like a man starved for more success.
Though complaining, Yong Ki remained dutiful as Chief of Staff, meticulously sharing all headquarters-related documents that Secretary Na Mi Ran had sent.
“What’s this photo?”
“Last week, Vice Chairman attended a young artists’ sponsorship event with Han Green. It was a huge success, apparently.”
“Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law outings are becoming frequent—this is already the seventh time, isn’t it?”
Though Green in the photo looked stunningly different, Seonwoo’s voice carried a note of displeasure, recalling how uneasy she’d seemed around In Young during their formal meeting.
He’d never spoken to Green since their marriage, but he could easily imagine she still found In Young intimidating.
“Eighth, actually. She also attended the ruling party lawmakers’ family gathering following Congressman Jin’s election announcement.”
“What? She brought Han Green even to that event?”
Seonwoo’s handsome brow immediately furrowed—he hadn’t expected In Young to take Green to gatherings tied to her own father.
“Apparently, Congressman Jin treated Han Green so much like an invisible shadow that even Secretary Na felt embarrassed for her.”
Seonwoo reopened all the photos of Green that Secretary Na Mi Ran had sent: one from In Young’s charity bazaar, another from the K1 Construction Head Manager’s family gathering.
As he alternated between the two photos, his expression grew increasingly grim.
“Why has she lost so much weight…?”
“Seems she’s been stressed a lot because of Congressman Jin.”
Noticing Seonwoo’s tension, Yong Ki relayed what he’d heard from Secretary Na Mi Ran.
Green was holding up admirably, but with Jin Young Cheol growing especially volatile due to the upcoming election, no one knew when he might explode.
Hearing this, Seonwoo’s face hardened. Knowing Jin Young Cheol’s temper better than anyone, he could well imagine how difficult Green’s situation must be.
“Seonwoo, right after the election ends, Congressman Jin’s 60th birthday celebration comes up—won’t you have to return to Korea then?”
“There’s critical work right in front of me—where exactly would I go?”
“What? You won’t even attend your father’s 60th celebration? What about Chairman Park’s birthday then?”
“It’s better to wrap things up here as quickly as possible than waste time traveling back and forth.”
Though his eyes remained fixed on Green’s photo, Seonwoo’s answer didn’t waver.
Considering the mountain of work awaiting Seonwoo, Yong Ki lost the heart to push him further.
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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