“Uwaaaaaah! Aaaaaaah!”
“Hi-goo, huhuhuhuhu. Heeeeeee…….”
Kyu-chil alternately looked at his wife screaming and his daughter sobbing while sitting on the floor and hitting the ground.
His gaze finally shifted to the monitor.
The value of the coin had completely collapsed.
4:00 PM. Incheon District Court.
Today, there were many calls from unknown numbers, making it hard to concentrate during the trial. Eventually, Hee-wook turned off his phone and, after finishing the trial in confusion, returned to his car and turned on the phone again. Despite considering taking a brief nap before heading to Seoul, the phone vibrated non-stop.
Ignoring all the missed calls from unknown numbers, he touched the number that caught his eye. The local number that couldn’t be reached all morning was displayed. Hee-wook immediately made the call.
Hyun-ji answered the phone promptly.
[Hello.]“Did you have a good time in Jeju Island?”
[Mr. Yang Hee-wook.] Contacting so late, I asked irritably, but from the other end, a colder voice echoed. [I’ve thought a lot, but it seems it won’t work. Let’s consider our marriage non-existent.]“What, what?”
[Let’s stop seeing each other.]“You even enjoyed a 5,500-won ring and now…”
[Who was the one trying to pawn that 5,500-won ring for a few hundred?]Though Hee-wook tried to argue, Hyun-ji hit back more sharply.
[I received your gift. I can’t live with fake jewelry. It’s embarrassing.]Breath caught in his throat, leaving him speechless.
[I left the ring in your office. Take it, sell it, get a refund, or give it to another woman. Do as you please.]Reading sincerity in her voice, he suddenly regained his senses.
“Hey, Hyun-ji. Let’s meet and talk. I’ll break up with Han So-eun, as I promised.”
[Why did you break up with Han So-eun? If you were going to do that, you should have met and married me properly. Why, when you drink, do you keep talking about Han So-eun and make me sick?]“No, it’s not like that, Hyun-ji. I told you. Han So-eun’s boyfriend is that Kim Tae-jun guy. I mentioned it because it was ridiculous. You know I have no one but you.”
[Enough. I hate it now. It feels like you said I liked you because you wanted our father’s wealth.]“No, Hyun-ji. Does that make sense?”
[Let’s stop talking. The more you talk, the more irritated I get.]So-eun has left, and if you’re gone too, what will I do?
Dubai’s company and the 4 billion-won apartment popped up and disappeared in front of Hee-wook’s eyes.
[I’ll quit the company. I can’t work anymore for someone like you who played with me. I’ll change my number because your mom keeps calling. Goodbye.]“Hey! Hey, Choi Hyun-ji!”
Shouting at the already disconnected phone was futile.
Ugh! Hee-wook screamed and threw the phone in the car. Even as it slammed on the floor, it had fulfilled its mission. Grinding his teeth, Hee-wook picked up the phone again.
This time, ‘Dear Mom’ appeared on the screen. Lacking the energy to love his mother, Hee-wook answered the call matter-of-factly.
“Yes. Hello.”
[Hee-wook, where is Hyun-ji? Why isn’t she answering the phone? Huh?]Mal-hee’s voice sounded desperate. No, beyond desperation, it felt like a desperate plea.
“Mom, don’t call Hyun-ji now. We broke up.”
[What? When! Why did you break up with Hyun-ji! Apologize immediately and bring her home!]“Because you annoyed her so much, she couldn’t stand it and left!”
Hee-wook snapped back at Mal-hee’s nagging. Soon, Hee-jin, who took over the phone from her mother, scolded Hee-wook.
[Hey, Yang Hee-wook. Did you break up with Choi Hyun-ji? No way, right? Huh? Isn’t that not true?]“Ugh, it’s so noisy.”
When he muttered that everything was annoying, he heard his dad shouting, ‘Hey, dear!’ through the handset. Hee-wook asked, annoyed.
“What’s going on?”
“[Mom fainted again. Come quickly!]”
Hee-jin choked back tears.
⭐
5:00 PM.
Hee-wook rushed home recklessly.
Though no one had died, the house had an oddly funereal atmosphere. As Hee-wook entered the house, he could hear cries and moans spreading inside. He glanced at Hee-jin, who was sitting in the living room, and then approached Mal-hee. She was lying down, staring blankly into space.
“Mom, why aren’t you going to the hospital instead of lying like this?”
“The hospital is the problem now? Where is Choi Hyun-ji?”
Hee-jin scolded again. Hee-wook turned his head, spat out an annoyed curse, and replied.
“We broke up.”
“Why did you break up with her? Put her in front of me right now!”
“Are you crazy?”
In front of Mal-hee, Hee-jin and Hee-wook argued, and Mal-hee weakly raised her wrist. Soon, Hee-jin’s husband entered from the other room.
“Brother-in-law is here too.”
“Did you have any idea what happened today?”
“What happened?”
Hee-wook, who had been busy with a business trip to the local court, had no idea what had happened at home or in the online world today.
Hee-jin’s husband kindly handed Hee-wook a neatly organized document explaining the events from today to how Mal-hee’s emergency surgery became known. Only then did Hee-wook realize what all those calls to him today were about.
Upon confirming all the events, the muscles on Hee-wook’s face trembled.
Hee-wook could immediately identify the person who initially caused the controversy. It turned out that his own sister had once ruined a perfectly good business by posting such things on the internet.
“You wrote this.”
“What about my sister…”
“Did you write this? Answer me!”
Even though Kyu-chil intervened, Hee-wook didn’t hear him.
Hee-jin also screamed.
“Because of you, Mom is suffering! Drinking every night and talking about Han So-eun, Han So-eun like a broken record!”
Hee-wook’s sharp eyes turned to Mal-hee.
“Even after Mom does that?”
“Well, well, well…”
Mal-hee stumbled, feeling awkward in the face of Hee-wook’s sudden change.
“After I went through so much trouble to keep you alive, you want to repay it as revenge?”
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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