Ye Seul often handled hightemperature ovens and knives for her job.
Burns and hand injuries were a common occurrence.
“I want to give a token of gratitude, but I don’t have much cash right now.”
“That’s fine. If we meet by chance again due to fate, you can treat me to dinner.”
The man parked his bike and gave Ye Seul a nod.
As the man was about to set off, Ye Seul reached out and grabbed the hem of his tshirt.
“Ah… I’m sorry. Your contact. Give me at least your contact. I don’t think I can just let you go like this.”
“Sure. I’ll give you my messenger ID.”
She took out her smartphone and scanned the QR code the man showed her.
They leaned their heads together to confirm each other’s names appearing on their mobile phones.
With a slightly surprised look, Ye Seul gazed at the man and then lowered her head.
There was no way that could happen.
“I won’t be disappointed if you don’t contact me. Well then, take care.”
The man left with a charming smile towards the path he was heading before.
Somehow, Ye Seul found herself laughing.
There was no way it was the same person.
Ye Seul watched the man run away and then mounted her bicycle.
The surroundings were gradually getting brighter. Ye Seul pedaled harder to avoid being late.
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“Bonjour.”
Ye Seul energetically greeted as she entered the kitchen.
“Bonjour, Chloe.”
In response to Ye Seul’s entry into the kitchen, Paul greeted her.
Chloe was the French name Ye Seul came up with during her exchange studies in France.
“It would be nice to have an easier name to pronounce.”
Ye Seul’s name was apparently hard for the French to pronounce.
“How about Chloe, which means ‘blooming brightly’? And what about taking the surname of your mentor as a stage name?”
The name was diligently thought out by Sebastian with his broken Korean.
“I like the feeling of carrying on my grandmother’s wishes. Thank you, Sebastian.”
Chloe Jang. Ye Seul liked this name quite a lot.
“Chloe, can you make the chocolate mousse?”
The movements of the pâtissiers preparing for the 8 o’clock opening were busy.
“The brioche is all done, and Emily is taking care of the Genoise.”
Ye Seul responded without resting her hands. There were about 20 items to be prepared for today’s opening.
If she also considered the items to be supplied to the affiliated restaurant, there was no time to rest.
“Chloe, if you’re ready, you can take a break for about 5 minutes. You’ve been standing for over 2 hours already.”
In the locker room, Ye Seul picked up her phone and thought of the man she met in the morning.
“I should return his hoodie.”
The scent of the man, which had soaked up the smell of the dawn, was very pleasant.
She had felt a feeling of denial when registering the man’s ID.
Because she had hoped that he wasn’t the same man.
There had been a man who deposited money into her account around this time every year for the past seven years.
Almost like it was his duty.
A man who solved everything with money.
The same name as that man, surely it couldn’t be.
It must be a namesake.
“Chloe, you need to get the macarons out by 10.”
Her short break was over.
Ye Seul quickly put away her phone.
She thought she would call him during her next break, but she was so busy that she completely forgot.
When she had finished preparing the afternoon dessert, she received a call from Sebastian.
In front of the mirror, Ye Seul checked for flour on her face and her outfit’s status.
“Chloe, you’re pretty even without looking in the mirror.”
Emily, who was passing by, said jokingly.
Ye Seul lightly applied lip gloss that she had kept in her pocket.
Sebastian, who had known Ye Seul since she was a child, still treated her like a child, but Ye Seul wanted to appear perfect, if only slightly.
It had been a long time since she had met Sebastian, who was busy with business these days.
Standing in front of the office, Ye Seul took a deep breath.
She wanted to show Sebastian that she was doing her part as an adult.
Knock, knock. She knocked lightly and opened the door.
“Sebastian. Did you call me?”
The middleaged man with silver hair and blue eyes was dressed in a suit instead of a chef’s uniform.
The muscles built from patisserie work made his suited appearance stand out on his broad shoulders.
He looked at Chloe with a kind smile, just like her father.
“Chloe. Have a seat here.”
“What’s going on?”
Sebastian looked at Ye Seul with twinkling blue eyes.
Seeing his childlike eyes as if he had found something interesting, Ye Seul felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety.
“Chloe. I think you need to go to Korea.”
At Sebastian’s words, Ye Seul’s eyes widened.
“Korea? I’m not being fired, am I?”
“No. It’s business. If we lose an excellent chocolatier like you, Si Doux will go bankrupt.”
Sebastian laughed, mixing in a joke.
Si Doux, a centuryold patisserie with Sebastian Le Febvre, a master craftsman (M.O.F), as its chef.
For the past 23 years, Sebastian had been focusing more on consulting for bakeries and patisseries than on kitchen work.
Si Doux was also actively expanding its pastry business, preparing to open branches in department stores in cities worldwide, including Shinjuku in Japan, New York in the United States, and London in England.
To reproduce the taste of the main branch, they sent experienced chefs to bakeries overseas.
“Are you opening a branch in Korea?”
“We’re collaborating. It will be shorter than other places. I’m going to open a luxury chocolate specialty store. And then we’ll discuss store expansion or business expansion.”
“Sebastian. Do you believe I can do it? My chef’s experience is… not long…”
“In three years, you’re the only one who can do this, Chloe.”
Sebastian momentarily closed his mouth and spoke in Korean.
“Think of it as having inherited your grandmother’s talent, Ye Seul. You can make a sweeter taste than anyone else.”
The admiration of the patissier, Sebastian, whom she respected, filled Ye Seul’s heart more than anything else.
Knock knock.
It seems someone has come.
When Sebastian rose from his seat with a pleased expression, Ye Seul turned her head toward the door.
A man, who suited a navy blue suit very well due to his height, walked in.
A man with refreshingly torn eyes, gemlike pupils, a prominent nose, and lips as if they were drawn on, perfectly harmonized with his black hair, was a man Ye Seul knew.
“Chloe. Say hello. This is Baek Si Heon, the representative of Baek Song Confectionery.”
Ye Seul awkwardly stared at the man.
Ah. Why is it that a bad feeling never fails?
The man, whose face I thought was in Korea, who I didn’t even know, was exactly the same man I met at the bicycle accident at dawn!
“This is Chloe Jang, the chocolatier I will recommend.”
A pleasant light passed through the eyes of the man staring at Ye Seul.
The man, who tore Ye Seul’s skirt, held out his robust hand and spoke with a smile.
“I’m Baek Si Heon.”
Ye Seul’s eyes trembled. Si Heon seemed to not recognize Ye Seul after all.
Ye Seul couldn’t find what to say. Should I act like I know?
If I say my name, my real name, would he recognize it immediately?
She sneaked a peek at the ring on the man’s left ring finger.
A wedding ring. The faithfully worn wedding ring looked annoying.
“I’m Chloe Jang. You can call me Chloe.”
Ye Seul extended her hand with a formal smile.
The man’s hand, which wrapped hers, was cold and slightly raised goosebumps on Ye Seul’s skin.
Baek Si Heon. Ye Seul’s husband on paper.
And the successor of Baek Song Group who ruined her grandmother’s workshop.
Her husband, whom she met for the first time in seven years, was not welcome at all.
Whether Si Heon knew how Ye Seul felt or not, he blinked his black pupils and smiled like a wellcrafted statue.
“We meet again. Since we met by chance, will you keep your promise?”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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