In the late afternoon, Okhee came to the house. Even though Hyeksook was contemplating how to make the call, Okhee’s arrival seemed fortuitous.
“Come in.”
Without asking why she came, Okhee, on the contrary, had a guarded expression when asked to come in.
“If you’re not coming in, then go back.”
Only then did Okhee shoot a piercing gaze at Hyeksook and entered the house.
“Should I make some tea?”
With a nonchalant offer, Okhee laughed as if she found it amusing.
“Is it because he often visits and treats you well that life seems bearable now?”
Despite the venomous tone in her sharp voice, Hyeksook remained composed and brewed green tea with a tea bag in hot water.
After putting a cup in front of Okhee, who was staring at her with a challenging look, Hyeksook sat across from her.
“I personally roasted this green tea, so the taste should be decent. It’s refreshing.”
A faint admiration crossed Okhee’s eyes as she tasted the tea.
However, despite Okhee’s intense gaze, Hyeksook looked at her with surprisingly calm eyes, not revealing any frustration.
Everything seemed to be this woman’s fault, and she had resented and hated her endlessly.
But after decades had passed, Hyeksook was grateful to the woman who lived under the name Kim Okhee.
If it weren’t for this woman, she would have suffered physically and mentally until death due to that terrible man, Min Suntae.
Even at such a young age when she knew nothing, she felt a sense of guilt about what Min Suntae had done.
However, what was done was done, and there was no way to undo it.
In the face of time, Hyeksook reached one conclusion: there were no eyes that could truly see a man, whether it was the woman in front of her or herself.
After sipping green tea a few more times, Okhee looked at Hyeksook with eyes burning with intensity.
“You, are you just happy because he treats you well now? But it’s only for a moment. So, I came to tell you not to trust or misunderstand. When my evil daughter realizes she can’t do anything to him, she’ll immediately turn away. She won’t return the land and house either.”
By the way she spoke, it seemed like this woman was clueless.
Suntae had come yesterday evening, claiming that he was returning the land and house, showing her the relevant documents.
Looking at them, she couldn’t stop crying. Unfilial sins couldn’t be washed away even in death, but at least Dad could rest in peace.
Hyeksook, who was crying endlessly, was comforted by Suntae with a gentle expression.
Although she detested that comfort to the core, the reason she accepted it quietly was because of her daughter.
Her daughter had called before, telling her that if she informed Suntae that he would return the house and land, he would act like that. She pleaded with Hyeksook.
“I found out I was pregnant, so he’ll stick to us like a leech. I won’t be able to convince him, so he’ll probably wheedle around Mom. So, pretend you’re overlooking it for Mom.”
Hyeksook was exhausted, had no lingering attachments, and was sick of it all. Ilsan, Min Suntae, the woman shamelessly living under my name.
Now that the land and house have returned to their place, I wanted to leave Ilsan. However, my daughter insisted that before leaving without any regrets, she wanted to shatter the trust of the Min Suntae couple. Even if there is no love, a marriage can endure, but if trust is broken, a marriage is as good as over. She said that she cannot sleep at ease without even a petty revenge.
When Suntae asked how she would accept him, Hyeksuk said to Suntae as instructed by Taehui, “You know my feelings, how I think of you, and what I want. Think carefully and come to our house next Sunday at 1 p.m. We’ll have a serious conversation then.”
After saying that and sending Suntae away, Hyeksuk pondered deeply. Why did she return the house and land without any compensation? The land, worthless without her, seemed like a venture for Suntae, who would be left with nothing if she left.
Either Hyeksuk and her daughter would be lost forever, or they would regain their hearts and become a family again. However, that was Suntae’s misconception. Min Suntae was so dreadful that she had mentally killed him countless times. What Hyeksuk wanted now was solely her daughter’s happiness.
If her daughter’s heart could be at ease, she would do anything. Acting, pretending, and shamelessly being whatever it takes.
“Of course, you would.”
Hyeksuk responded as if she knew.
In the changed attitude of Hyeksuk over the past month, Okhee was momentarily speechless.
After sipping green tea, the soft aroma spread in her mouth, soothing her mood. Only then did Hyeksuk look at Okhee again and casually spoke, “But if there’s anything to gain, how do you think that person will treat you? I’m curious. Aren’t you curious?”
Okhee’s eye corners trembled.
“What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you so self-assured! Your daughter is marrying Gang Sajun, and you can’t even see that much?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
