“So, what I want to say is, I have no choice. But, Hyesuk, do you believe me? I promise this for sure. If you wait for me for another two or three years, I’ll definitely come back to you.”
Seontae now openly referred to himself as Hyesuk.
“Hyesuk, you like money. If you trust me and wait, I’ll receive a building from that guy Jooni, and I’ll return everything to you without any compensation. Building owner Shin Hyesuk, kya! It’s perfect.”
Now, Okhee finally understood desperately.
That Min Seontae had loved only himself all along, and that she had genuinely loved such a trash-like man.
Now, she could never go back to the way things were before.
So, it was really over. So hollow and miserable.
“Give back that worthless name, and move to another place. Where would you like to live? Hanam is fine, Gwanggyo is also fine. Or would you like Hyesuk to come to Seoul? Choose one.”
Okhee had already made a firm decision. She couldn’t hear Seontae’s words anymore.
Because she despised this person so much, Hyesuk had firmly decided not to reclaim her name. Like a fool, trusting women kept their promises, right? So even if I die, I will be buried with the name Kim Okhee, noble and elegant.
Now, let’s think only about our daughter.
If she and Min Seontae die, the inheritance and even the life insurance will go to their daughter. If she sets aside a substantial emergency fund unknown to Seontae, it will also go to her daughter.
Unaware that Okhee was preparing to end it, Seontae continued incessantly.
“Actually, what’s important is being together. What does that name matter? Whether it’s Shin Hyesuk or Kim Okhee…”
“It matters to me.”
“……?”
“More important than money is that name, and you are important.”
In a voice so calm it could terrify a mute bee, Okhee asked Seontae.
“Min Seontae, do you love me?”
With the determination to somehow survive, Seontae answered confidently again.
“Well, then, how much do I love Hyesuk! I’ve never once wavered in my feelings for her in 50 years!”
Having heard the declaration of love again, Okhee was satisfied. She knew that the words “I don’t love you” would never come out of this man’s mouth again.
“Thank you, I love you too.”
Min Seontae, I’ll never give up that name, and you won’t give up either. Whether you die, I die, or we die together, even if there’s a slim chance of survival, I’ll protect both of us.
The traffic light turned red.
The car stopped, and the fireworks festival was in full swing in the park.
Watching the colorful fireworks without enthusiasm, Okhee noticed a familiar silhouette sitting on a bench in front of the convenience store.
The beginning of misfortune, the culprit of all these things.
She had said she was pregnant with Kang Sajun’s child. She would proudly become Seomun’s daughter-in-law and receive Chairman Kang’s favor.
It was an absurd statement. Even if dirt got in my eyes, I couldn’t stand to see that sight.
At that moment, Seontae also spotted Taehui.
“I heard she’s with Sajun. Why is she here alone again? I think I need to say a word to Sajun. Asking where she’s wandering around while pregnant.”
Yeah, it’s great that she’s alone like that.
Okhee, with a smile of repentance, tightened her grip on the steering wheel. When the light changed, she pressed the accelerator with all her might.
After all, she had prepared for death. Taking one more, or no, two more with her wouldn’t be so bad.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
