I Became a Mother (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
“Let’s meet once. Han Na says she wants to introduce you.”
That night, after dinner, Ja Hyun secretly called Hyo Jin into her bedroom.
“…What about Young Master if I go?”
Make up an excuse. Ja Hyun burst into a confident, almost arrogant laugh.
“Well, Kang the announcer can just handle it. This will be a chance for Yul to get close to his future stepmother. Isn’t it beneficial for both sides?”
“That’s true, but…”
Hyo Jin recalled Baby’s blatant rejection of her that afternoon and grew worried.
“What’s wrong? You said you didn’t have anyone you were seeing—could it be you’ve secretly set your heart on someone else…?”
Hyo Jin, who had seemed ready to agree, suddenly hesitated, deepening Ja Hyun’s vague suspicion.
“No, nothing like that.”
Right.
Remembering how attentively her grandson had looked after Hyo Jin throughout dinner, Ja Hyun pressed her fingers hard against her temple, feeling a sharp migraine coming on.
No matter how much Kyo Hwan still grieved for his late wife, if his own son liked the woman, his eyes would inevitably linger on her—and his heart would tilt toward her.
Since her son had postponed marriage for years using Yul as an excuse, Ja Hyun’s guard was higher than ever.
“I’ll make sure your wedding gift is generous. Just let me know if you need anything.”
“Huh? Why would you, Madam…?”
She thought she only had to show up—was she now expected to hold a formal ceremony?
“Don’t feel burdened. We both know perfectly well you’re Seung Yul’s tutor. It’s only natural we treat you properly—for Yul’s sake.”
Seated at her dressing table, Ja Hyun smiled with her lips and looked at Hyo Jin’s reflection in the mirror.
“You’re so young and beautiful. No man could possibly ignore you. And once Yul leaves for England, you’ll soon return to your teaching job at an elementary school. Aren’t you the perfect bride?”
Hyo Jin knew better than anyone—this was no compliment.
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The next afternoon.
Jeongeum International School, a foundation-run institution.
A red sports car pulled up in front of Seung Yul, who was sitting on the fountain ledge, swinging his dangling legs.
“Seung Yul, get in!”
What? Seung Yul frowned as he saw Han Na roll down the window and push her sunglasses up onto her head.
“What about Teacher?”
“Didn’t Grandmother tell you? She’s entrusted you to me today so I can take you to the matchmaking meeting.”
Seriously? She said she’d introduce a man, and ended up sending Teacher?
Seung Yul hopped down from the fountain ledge, climbed into the back seat fitted with a child safety seat, and fastened his seatbelt.
“Where shall I take you? An amusement park?”
Gripping the steering wheel, Han Na glanced at him through the rearview mirror as if serving a noble guest.
“Take me home.”
Stubborn as always.
Han Na clicked her tongue inwardly; she’d hoped to spend some intimate one-on-one time with him to earn a few points. She started the car.
“What’s the man like—the one Grandma introduced to Teacher?”
Seung Yul, staring out the window, had already clenched his fists tightly.
“Is he handsome? Does he earn well? What does he do, exactly?”
But most importantly—
“Is he trustworthy?”
“Why worry about stuff like that? You sound like an old man.”
“You’re my teacher—I’m naturally curious about that much.”
“Oh, don’t worry.”
He’s a prosecutor, but with such striking looks that since judicial training school, he’s been the top pick for blind dates. Fellow announcers have lined up to meet him.
“If he’s that great, why doesn’t Auntie date him herself instead of introducing him to Teacher?”
“I already have Dad. Grandma specifically asked me to find someone good for Teacher.”
Ugh. So she went ahead without even asking me, dumped me on Auntie, and sent Teacher off on a blind date?
⭐⭐⭐
Inside a hotel café in Sogong-dong.
“I’d like to hold the wedding while I’m still in public service. Since you’ll return to your public school teaching position after finishing as a tutor, inviting guests shouldn’t be a problem.”
The man, dressed impeccably in a suit like a star prosecutor from a courtroom drama, handed over a meticulously prepared wedding proposal plan.
“So you’re saying I have to prepare all this just to marry you?”
Imported executive-class car, a 32-pyeong apartment in Samsung-dong, office on Teheran-ro in Gangnam?
The man chuckled awkwardly at Hyo Jin’s wide-eyed, bewildered expression.
“According to Announcer Kang Han Na, you promised at Sangrimwon that marrying you would grant one of these three things.”
“Huh? At Sangrimwon?”
“You’re the only son’s private tutor of CEO Choi Kyo Hwan, who earns a 60-billion-won annual salary and charges 20 million won per hour for consulting. Surely he’d give you at least this much?”
What the—why does Teacher care about my wedding gift? Is she trying to squeeze me dry and then cook spicy stew from my bones?
Hyo Jin liked money too, but seeing someone else so blatantly obsessed with it made her cringe.
“To be honest, this is actually quite reasonable. Among my training academy peers with lower grades than me, some even demand a 48-pyeong apartment.”
He even tried to boast he was being a gentleman compared to them.
“If you have any conditions you’d like to request from me, Miss Hyo Jin, please feel free to speak up. If Gangnam standards are too much, I can adjust to Wangsimni level. I really don’t want to lose you.”
Ugh. When you’re too flabbergasted, words just won’t come out.
Brrring. Her phone rang from inside her handbag.
Hyo Jin couldn’t have been more grateful for Baby’s call, which she normally found intrusive.
“I’m sorry—it’s from Young Master. He’s got such a terrible temper; if I don’t answer right away, he throws a fit.”
Wanting to get rejected, Hyo Jin deliberately answered the call with unfiltered rudeness.
“Hello? What?!”
Hyo Jin sprang up as if she’d been shot by a spring.
“I understand. I’ll be right there.”
“What happened?”
“I’m sorry—Young Master got hurt.”
“How can you just leave like that? You’re not the only staff member there.”
“As I said, Young Master has an absolutely awful temper. If I don’t rush over immediately, I get punished. Ugh—look, I’ve already wasted thirty seconds just talking!”
The man muttered to himself as he watched Hyo Jin dash away in a fluster.
“What? I thought she was a tutor—was she actually a nanny?”
⭐⭐⭐
Noel Law Firm.
A dark meeting room with the ceiling lights off.
At the head of the table, Kyo Hwan—wearing silver-rimmed glasses—was intently watching corporate M&A data projected by a beam projector, alongside his assigned attorneys.
“Sir, there’s been an emergency.”
“What happened?”
If Team Leader Nam was bursting into the meeting like this, it must be urgent.
“Seung Yul’s been in an accident—he’s been rushed to the ER.”
“What?!”
Having already stood up and grabbed his coat upon hearing the whisper, Kyo Hwan felt the same terrifying specter from his past return—the day he lost his grandfather and father in a single moment, and later his wife to another accident.
“They said he was making slime at home with Announcer Kang Han Na, and some got into his eye.”
“Slime…?”
“They call it ‘liquid monster.’ The hospital ran detailed tests—thankfully, there’s no corneal damage. But since Seung Yul keeps complaining of stinging pain, they’ve admitted him for observation. He’s refusing visits from both Grand Madam and the prospective bride, and keeps asking only for Teacher Bong.”
“Then just bring Teacher Bong to him—what’s the problem?”
Kyo Hwan, stepping into the elevator, looked at Team Leader Nam as if confused.
“They said she went to a matchmaking meeting.”
“What?”
Kyo Hwan couldn’t believe his ears.
“A matchmaking meeting? During tutoring hours when she’s supposed to be watching the child?”
What kind of insane woman is this? Last night at dinner, she swore she had no boyfriend—threatened to stab herself with a knife if he didn’t believe her. Is she crazy?
“Apparently, Grand Madam asked Announcer Kang Han Na to take over while she went out. Driver Seo personally drove her to the hotel following Grand Madam’s instructions.”
“Mother…?”
He’d clearly told her to stay away from Yul.
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A major hospital in Seoul, pediatric ward.
“Mother!”
Han Na, pacing anxiously like a pendulum in the corridor, rushed toward Ja Hyun as she exited the room.
“How could something like this happen? Eyes are so precious.”
The warm, kind future mother-in-law she’d shown so far was slowly crumbling right outside the room after visiting her grandson.
“I don’t know either. The hospital says there’s nothing wrong, but Seung Yul keeps screaming and saying it hurts.”
“So you’re saying our Yul is perfectly fine and just pretending to be sick?”
She’d even claimed she wouldn’t have other children after marriage—she’d raise only Yul.
“I’m so sorry, Mother. It’s all my fault.”
“You stay here and keep watch. You should head back—aren’t you busy with work?”
Han Na, who knew perfectly well these words weren’t spoken out of concern for her, turned away bitterly without a word.
At that moment, Hyo Jin came sprinting out of the elevator, breathless.
“Huff… huff… Madam—how’s Young Master?”
Confused by Han Na’s sharp glare, Hyo Jin blinked blankly.
What’s gotten into her all of a sudden?
“Yul’s asking for you—go on in.”
Ja Hyun’s voice called from behind.
Feeling as though Ja Hyun was shielding her, Han Na clenched her eyes tighter in growing frustration as she watched Hyo Jin enter the room.
Seeing Seung Yul lying in bed with his eyes tightly shut, Hyo Jin’s emotions surged.
“Oh, my heart aches—why did you have to get hurt the one time I wasn’t there?”
She sadly gazed at his reddened, swollen eyelids from saline solution, then puckered her lips and gently blew warm air onto them.
“Teacheeerr~”
Like a princess awakening from a prince’s kiss, Seung Yul lifted his long eyelashes, revealing his deep black eyes.
“Baby, are you okay? Can you really open your eyes like this? Shouldn’t you keep them closed?”
“It’s okay now that Teacher blew on them.”
Seung Yul’s lips curved mischievously, dimples sinking into both cheeks.
“Baby… are you really in pain?”
He was rushed here saying his eyes hurt—but he looked far too fine?
“Ugh, I really suffered so much while Teacher was gone.”
Seung Yul flopped dramatically back onto the bed, voice weak as if near death.
“Did you meet a good man?”
“What? A man?”
“I heard he’s a prosecutor, tall, and incredibly handsome?”
“Please. Handsome, my foot.”
Always seeing only Baby and Dad—your standards are so high nothing impresses you anymore.
“Just you try going to another blind date without even asking me first.”
Huh? He looked almost like a lover catching her cheating.
“Baby… could it be you’re jealous?”
“Jealous of what?”
“But what does it matter to you if I go on a blind date?”
“You should just keep going on blind dates then. Why come back to me?”
Kid. I ran here with my eyebrows flying up, and not only does he not say thank you—
“Why don’t you like Announcer Kang Han Na? Your future stepmom’s been trying really hard to get close to you.”
“They’re just getting married because they love each other anyway.”
“That doesn’t mean you should treat her like an enemy! She’ll be your stepmom—better to win her over and bide your time.”
‘At most, a sibling might be born.’
Recalling Sung Joon’s mother’s words, Hyo Jin clamped her mouth shut and turned her head at the sound of the door opening.
Expecting either Announcer Kang Han Na or Madam Min Ja Hyun, she was startled to see Kyo Hwan.
“So you went to a blind date?”
“Yes…?”
His openly sarcastic tone made Hyo Jin’s face burn.
“Could it be you went on one last time too? You’re wearing the exact same outfit as then.”
“No, nothing like that…”
Rising indignantly from her seat, Hyo Jin instinctively shrank her shoulders as he stepped closer, overwhelmed by his imposing presence.
“Could you step out for a moment?”
Kyo Hwan, implying he needed to speak with Seung Yul alone, pulled a spare chair close and sat down.
“Are you okay?”
He’d been so worried on the drive over he thought his head would explode—but now that he saw with his own eyes there was nothing wrong, his rationality slowly returned.
“Dad… I think Grandmother doesn’t like me getting along well with Teacher.”
“Why?”
“Teacher’s job is to teach me, but she keeps getting asked to do unrelated things. Even Auntie Han Na makes her run errands. If Teacher’s too busy with that, I’m the one who suffers from poor lesson prep.”
Inheriting his lawyer father’s blood, Seung Yul tried hard to appeal logically rather than emotionally.
Fortunately, it worked—his father soon nodded in agreement without asking further.
“Got it. I’ll talk to Grandmother about it.”
⭐⭐⭐
Outside Seung Yul’s hospital room.
“I’m sorry about today’s incident. Let me apologize on Mother’s behalf.”
“Huh…?”
Having braced herself to get scolded the moment he stepped out, Hyo Jin was bewildered.
“From now on, Mother won’t give you any improper instructions beyond teaching Yul. If anything like this happens again, please contact me directly.”
He then asked for her phone and, with long, pale fingers gliding smoothly over the keypad, entered his eleven-digit number.
“Thank you—for taking such good care of our Yul.”
“Uh…?”
Distracted by his delicate, piano-like finger movements, Hyo Jin looked up at him with wide eyes.
His normally rigid, gothic-script-like expression had softened.
Whoa. He can actually make a face like that?
Speechless, Hyo Jin just blinked.
“I was curious why Professor Kim recommended you—but seeing how well you get along with Yul, I think I understand now.”
“Oh…”
“Please continue taking good care of our Yul, Teacher Bong Hyo Jin.”
For the first time, he clearly enunciated each syllable of her name.
Hyo Jin blushed shyly, feeling like a blooming flower.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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Took back his own words real fast, funny man. Wonder what her message is
He really is a bad father. Kinda sad how he just left his son alone.