“Write it again. You wrote it as ‘bbibbik,’ didn’t you?”
“Oh, I wrote it as ‘bbibbik’!”
“Baby, what kind of handwriting is this?”
With a twisted heart, Han Seok Bong wept, and Myeong Pil, who was known for his calligraphy, was in despair.
“What’s bothering you?”
Seung Yul’s lips puckered, and he erased the writing with an eraser.
“I haven’t seen you in a long time, but you keep drawing impressions of a handsome face?”
Tsk, even if they say I’m handsome, it’s probably because I take after Dad.
“Baby, let me see.”
Setting down the red pencil he held, Hyo Jin grabbed Seung Yul’s cheeks with both hands. She was taken aback by the fiery heat she felt in his palms and widened her eyes.
“Wow. Why are you so hot? Did you catch a cold by any chance?”
Did he sneak out without her knowing? He hadn’t been out in the cold breeze.
Hyo Jin never imagined in her wildest dreams that he had caught a cold while waiting to give her samgyetang.
“Let go.”
Seung Yul tried to resist, but Hyo Jin pulled his face closer.
“Why didn’t you say anything? Huh? If you were in pain, you should have said so. Since when has it been like this? Why didn’t you tell Teacher that you had a fever? Were you struggling because you were in pain?”
Beep. The temperature measured on his forehead was 37.9 degrees Celsius.
Hyo Jin closed her book, got up, wet the bedsheet with a damp cloth, and sat down.
“Come here. Lie down and rest for now.”
“I don’t want to. You told me to write it again.”
“That’s about when you didn’t know you were sick. Should Teacher lay you down and hold you?”
“I don’t want to. I have to study.”
Why does she keep being so kind? I’m trying not to like Teacher.
“If you keep acting stubborn even though you’re in pain, should I call Dad?”
Hyo Jin was worried, but Seung Yul, who felt like Teacher had been taken away by Dad, became even more sulky.
“Tell Dad.”
“What?”
“Then Dad won’t listen to Teacher and try to beat me with a baseball bat, right?”
“Baby…! What kind of bitter words are those?”
Dad loves our baby so much.
“Don’t call me ‘Baby.'”
“…!”
“I’m a student, not Teacher’s baby. Don’t treat me like a child.”
Not even a mom. Why do you keep pretending to be a mom?
Who asked you to pretend to be a mom? Did the real mom ask you to become one?
“Sorry. I got angry because you said you’d call Dad. I’m worried about Teacher.”
“It’s okay. Don’t pretend to care.”
Even though you don’t care about me.
“Teacher wouldn’t tell Dad to scold you, would she? I love our baby so much.”
“Don’t call me ‘Baby!'”
Hyo Jin made an effort to turn the swivel chair Seung Yul was sitting in and gently locked eyes with him.
“Tell me. Is there something that made Teacher angry? I really wanted to see Teacher while she was away. Did you not want to see Teacher?”
A lie.
“I liked Dad first. I loved him so much that I knew he couldn’t forget his wife, but I still told him I loved him first. I loved Dad so much.”
As Seung Yul recalled Teacher’s voice from last night, he squeezed the end of the pencil tightly.
Not knowing that I liked Dad so much, and that I had a one-sided crush on Teacher.
I had already expected it, but hearing it for real was even more shocking.
I thought Teacher liked me too.
Wasn’t Teacher just like all those other people who treated themselves well just to impress Dad?
I didn’t even know that.
Seung Yul felt tears welling up in his reddened eyes, so he had to bite his lip hard to prevent them from flowing.
“Why won’t you tell Teacher why you’re like this? Teacher wants to hear what Seung Yul has to say.”
“I want to be alone. Please leave.”
“Ah, Seung Yul.”
Hyojin, unable to understand what was going on, felt a sense of irritation.
Uh-huh. Despite his intentions, Seung Yul, who had been giggling as if air had escaped from a balloon, suddenly turned serious and slammed his fist on the desk.
“I want to be alone, so don’t irritate me and leave right now!”
This is bad. Getting that angry will only make the fever worse.
Hyojin stood up as if strategically retreating for now.
“In that case, I’ll tell Teacher to come see Dr. Lee Sang Myung, so lie down in bed and rest. Got it?”
That evening.
“Were you here?”
Gyo Hwan, who had left work early after receiving a call from Seung Yul saying he wasn’t feeling well, found Hyojin in the kitchen.
“Is Seung Yul okay?”
Hyojin asked Gyo Hwan as he accompanied Dr. Lee Sang Myung inside.
“His tonsils are slightly swollen, and he has a fever. He should be fine if he drinks water frequently and takes medicine. It seems like his throat got irritated by the cold wind due to the recent cold weather.”
“Thank goodness. I was worried.”
“But what are you making? Are you trying to make something delicious for me?”
Hyojin, wearing an apron and working at the kitchen sink, burst into laughter.
“I’m making abalone porridge for Yul. His grandmother sent us some abalones because the baby isn’t feeling well.”
“Why are you doing this yourself? You could have asked Housekeeper Pyo to do it.”
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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