She wanted to turn back time. So that if she could go back before meeting him, she would never hold his hand. Then she would run as far away as possible from him. To prevent him from falling into her damn curse.
Unfortunately, she had no ability to turn back time.
Her heart was sinking.
The remnants of the sunken heart seemed to burn her flesh and melt her bones.
“Sob… Taehoon…”
Even though she hadn’t said the words “I still love you” once. If she had known he would leave like this, she would have said it a hundred times a day. What were those words, and why did she keep them to herself?
Everything was left as regret.
So, even though it’s too late, she tries now.
“I love you… Taehoon. I should have said this earlier… I was scared. I couldn’t, because I was afraid. Afraid that I might lose you. Sob…”
Tears flowed, cold and overflowing.
But it was still not enough. There were too many things she had to say to him.
“I love you. Why was it so difficult to say these words? Now, I can say it a hundred times… I can say it for a lifetime. Sob… In fact… I loved you from the moment I first met you… I can confess that too…”
The word “love,” which was so difficult to say, suddenly burst out like a dam breaking.
Serin swallowed her sob and buried her face in the sheet. Nothing came to her mind. She only hoped that this moment wouldn’t pass as just a terrible nightmare.
But then, a familiar voice came from behind.
“Baek… Director?”
While suppressing the crying sound, Serin raised her head and looked back. Sodam was looking down at her with red, swollen eyes. Perhaps Sodam had cried as much as she did.
“So… Dam… Sob…”
As she sobbed, Sodam, with red eyes, looked at her for a moment, then opened her tightly sealed voice.
“But, Director Baek. Why… are you here? Do you happen to know this person?”
No, is this even a question? Serin wondered if Sodam’s head had been affected by the traffic accident.
“What are you talking about now? Because Taehoon had a serious accident, I came to see Taehoon…”
Saying that, as she held hands again, Serin looked back at the person she held, and was surprised.
“Mom! Wh… who are you?”
“Well, that’s my question, Miss. I took painkillers and had just fallen asleep… You woke me up. You were crying so painfully.”
“I thought this man was my husband… But why were you lying upside down like a dead person under the blanket?”
“Well… I need to sleep, but the emergency room lights are too bright. I need to be able to sleep because my body is in pain and about to die. So I turned the blanket over and slept. But, Miss, can you let go of my hand? My arm hurts a lot over there.”
“Oh!”
Startled, Serin let go of the man’s hand that she had held while crying. The overflowing tears suddenly stopped because of the confusion.
Had she been crying while holding on to a stranger all this time?
“Well… Then, what about Taehoon…?”
“The president had a partial anesthesia, his forehead wound was stitched, and he came down just after finishing the CT scan a while ago. He’s right there in that bed.”
As Sodam pointed in the direction, the view of Taehoon, who had been hidden from the doctor and nurse, was revealed.
He was still closing his eyes, but judging from the furrowed brows, Taehoon seemed to be conscious.
“He woke up not long ago.”
Saying that, Sodam supported Serin and went to Taehoon. Apologetic, Serin bowed her head to the man.
As Serin approached, the doctor looked at her and asked,
“Are you the guardian?”
“Yes.”
“Fortunately, it seems he’s stable now, so it should be okay. However, because he experienced cardiac arrest initially, we need to observe him a bit more.”
“C… Cardiac arrest?”
As she asked again, the doctor nodded and explained a few more things. Fortunately, he reassured her that Taehoon had regained considerable stability now.
After the doctor and nurse left, Serin could finally see Taehoon. Despite having wounds on his forehead and wearing a shirt stained with blood, he still looked handsome, and Serin’s halted tears began to flow again.
There was no damage to his life, but thinking about the pain he must have endured, her heart crumbled.
“Taehoon…”
Serin carefully held his hand, and then Taehoon’s eyelids opened laboriously.
“Sorry, must have surprised you.”
“I’m okay. How about you? Are you okay? Is there anywhere else that hurts?”
“Yeah. They gave me painkillers, so I’m fine now. I couldn’t even speak a while ago because it hurt so much. But how about the shareholders’ meeting? What happened?”
“Is that the problem now? Do you know how shocked I was? Worried that something might have happened to you…”
“Yeah. It seemed so. You cried a lot.”
He raised his hand and wiped Serin’s eyes. Seeing him more relaxed than she expected, she recalled her own appearance a while ago, crying so loudly in the crowded emergency room. A belated sense of shame overwhelmed her.
So, she pretended.
“No, I didn’t cry that much. Some dust got into my eyes.”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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