With Heejin’s help, Malhee borrowed 1 billion won from a private loan shark and immediately bought coins. Now all she had to do was wait for this 1 billion to rise to 3 billion. Although she had claimed not to borrow money from her husband for gambling, now everything was understood.
However, the rise was slower than expected. Perhaps Malhee’s impatience contributed to that. Still, seeing the modest upward trend without any moment of decline reassured her.
The problem was her son, Yang Heewook.
Yesterday he returned late after drinking heavily, and today he remained gloomy all day, taking out alcohol in the evening.
Feeling stifled, Malhee approached and asked, “Son, is something wrong? Why are you like this lately?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
“What do you mean nothing? Just drinking without any joy. Why? Did something happen at work? You still haven’t reconciled with Hyunji?”
“No, it’s not like that.”
“Then why are you like this! It upsets your mother.”
When Malhee stood there enduring, Heewook reluctantly spoke.
“Mom, Soeun has…”
“So what about Soeun! Why?”
“She has a boyfriend…”
Have I seen such a pathetic thing?
Hearing Heewook’s answer, Malhee was even more flabbergasted. Her voice raised.
“Oh my. Does she have a boyfriend?!”
“…….”
“Get yourself together, you! Tomorrow she might send out wedding invitations with the guy she’s marrying! What nonsense is this!”
Right in front of her was a land of happiness, but her son who muttered his ex-lover’s name seemed pitiful. Malhee lost her temper. Hansoeun became annoying.
On Friday evening, when the heat had subsided a bit, Taejun’s plane arrived at Incheon Airport.
He had moved quickly to keep the promise he made to Soeun, but there was a limit to completing a task that would take about a week in just two days. Taejun had to continue working even on the plane. Fortunately, things were reasonably well organized. The network he had built up during practical management classes helped a lot.
Throughout the trip, he had been working hard and was exhausted. Therefore, from the airport to Seoul, he called a chauffeur. On the way to Seoul, he thought about taking a short nap and perhaps moving a bit farther, whether it be the sea or the mountains, with Soeun.
Estimating the time, Taejun sent two text messages to Soeun and started moving. When the immigration gate opened, he saw a chauffeur politely greeting him from a distance, approaching diligently. However, before the chauffeur, another person intruded in front of Taejun. Taejun stood expressionless in front of the smiling face whose intentions were unclear.
“Hello, Director Lee.”
It was Choi Hyunji, a lawyer from Yoolgyu Law Firm and Yang Heewook’s lover.
I’ve arrived at the airport. I’ll come to pick you up, so come out. Allow a generous three hours.
Do you like mountains or the sea?
Two text messages arrived.
Without suggesting going far for leisure, he immediately presented options. In response to Taejun’s decisive question, Soeun promptly replied, ‘The sea!’ She was told they would arrive in three hours, but Soeun’s heart had been racing since early on.
Just a month ago, she couldn’t even imagine getting this close to him. In fact, even now, it’s the same. Within the words “getting close,” there is a time and space where the distance between the two gradually decreases. Kim Taejun was like a goblin who suddenly appeared without any intermediate steps, as if he had crossed a threshold.
There is always a bold move that goes beyond the expected process. Change is always frightening, and thus, courage doesn’t readily appear. But if he is by her side, Soeun feels like she has nothing to fear.
While waiting for Taejun, Soeun packed and unpacked her luggage, changed clothes, and spent a busy time. She also stopped by a convenience store, bought snacks and drinks, and even applied a massage pack for her soft skin. Time quickly passed, and Taejun, as promised, was supposed to arrive three hours later, around 10 p.m.
But Taejun didn’t show up. Instead, a phone call came.
[Sorry. I might be a bit late. Will you be asleep?]“Uh, then shall we meet tomorrow?”
[No, I’m on my way now. There was something urgent, so I’m running late. It’ll take two hours.]If it takes two hours, that means he won’t arrive until midnight. It would probably be better to see him tomorrow.
Since he insisted he was on his way now, she couldn’t strongly refuse. Soeun agreed and hung up.
Taejun arrived exactly as promised at midnight.
Delighted to see him, Soeun’s emotions were stolen as her eyelids, which had grown heavy over time, weighed down. Soeun, who had come out to greet him with half-closed eyes, suggested going up first to sleep today and starting from anywhere tomorrow. But Taejun insisted on going today. He said he needed to see the sunrise because the weather could be predicted for tomorrow morning, but not the day after tomorrow.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
