If you act foolishly, it’s only a matter of time before you step down or get taken away.
It was like Yeonhwa betrayed by that secretary.
“Originally, Seomun was mine. It’s not something that requires your permission. Just go away. I need some rest.”
Slowly rising with a trembling body, Yeonhwa didn’t leave right away.
“You wrote the Chinese character for ‘death’ in his name and named him Sajun, and Father scolded me in the shrine, right? But Father also knows. How terrible that child is. The existence of that child itself is a curse on Seomun. I wanted to protect my family and my husband’s everything from that curse. Is that so wrong?”
At that, Heegu slowly raised his head.
Burning with hatred, the pupils in his eyes stared down at Heegu.
Looking at the tears flowing down Yeonhwa’s cheeks due to hatred, Heegu fell silent.
The palm reader’s prediction about his precious grandson was indeed terrible.
But Yeonhwa believed in superstition, and Heegu didn’t.
That was all.
“As Father said, I hoped that child would have a short life. The palm reader said that if you put the character for ‘death’ in the name, the person won’t live past 18. But he stubbornly survived. If it weren’t for that child, our Yehee would have grown up properly, and there wouldn’t have been a rift between Father and me.”
With those cruel words, Heegu closed his eyes.
What crime did that child commit?
As if she knew it all, Yeonhwa concluded coldly.
“Wait and see, Father. You’ll regret and shed tears because of that child, just like me.”
Sunday afternoon at three o’clock was the peak hour of traffic congestion on the highway.
After arriving in Seoul, it was five o’clock, adjusting the phone at the telecommunication store took until six, finishing the car contract took until eight-thirty, and when he returned to the hotel.
Min Taehee interpreted it as a signal that he hadn’t read books for two months and had trouble sleeping for two months, so she obediently followed him to the hotel.
“Ugh, I’m tired. Fall apart.”
As Taehee, sitting on the sofa with a slump, muttered, her words reached Sajun heading to the dressing room.
“There are macarons in the fridge, so take them out and eat.”
Turning his head back against the sofa armrest, Taehee asked as if it were strange.
“Why do we have that?”
“I called the concierge while you were test driving the car and asked them to prepare it.”
“Wow, my sweetheart. What a sense?”
Sajun playfully echoed Taehee’s words, rolling his tongue.
My sweetheart.
As if candy sweetly stuck to his tongue and ears, a chuckle came out.
It felt like waiting for a long time to hear those words.
With the clothes to change into in hand, Sajun stared beyond the open door.
Perhaps because he said he wasn’t ready yet, Taehee almost lay down on the sofa, or so it seemed.
Seeing Min Taehee, who seemed so comfortable, a corner of his heart felt bitter.
When saying “I love you,” it was hard to believe it, but she believed those words quite easily.
Sajun, who closed the door to the dressing room, called Jinwon.
Deliberately leaving at a time when he would be unrecognizable, changing his phone number, and asking to be put to sleep.
The only reason for catching Min Taehee’s day with various excuses was one.
Taehee couldn’t remember that number, but Sajun vividly remembered it.
[Ilsan, did you have a good trip?]Jinwon answered the phone with his usual cheerful voice.
Sajun, who answered briefly that he had a good trip, spoke concisely.
“Hyung, do you know Song Jehyun? The guy Taehee briefly dated in the past. Check if he’s in Korea.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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