I'll Marry Your Brother (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 15
After finishing the late-night radio news broadcast, I headed straight home.
Suppressing the drowsiness washing over me, I set my ice-filled coffee cup down on the living room table.
Did you download the files?
“Yes. I just opened them.”
Jae Ha’s voice came through the phone.
I was just sitting on the sofa, reviewing the documents Jae Ha had sent me—outlining Ho Jin Group’s business restructuring and current investment status—when:
I’ll explain it to you clearly, Yeo Jin. The reason Seo Ji Han wants to invest in Intec is…
As I listened to Jae Ha and moved to scroll down with my mouse, the doorbell rang, echoing through the house.
“Just a moment. Someone seems to be at the door.”
I checked the intercom and saw a familiar face standing at the entrance.
“Hah.”
A long, weary sigh escaped me.
Who is it?
“It’s Seo Ji Han. I think I’d better go out. I’ll call you back.”
I closed the laptop I’d been looking at and ended the call with Jae Ha.
Even as I walked toward the front door, he kept ringing the bell relentlessly, clearly certain I was inside.
“What do you want, showing up unannounced at this hour?”
It was well past ten at night, and there stood Ji Han, boldly at my doorstep—
with his guards lined up behind him.
“I came to move your things. I think it’s about time we finally live together.”
“You’re just announcing it like this? Wait a moment.”
He’d shown up out of the blue with luggage, even though we hadn’t had any concrete discussion yet.
Ji Han’s self-centered nature hadn’t changed at all—from back then until now.
“Good evening, Madam. Excuse me for a moment.”
Kim, the manager standing behind him, gave a polite bow and pushed open the front door I’d been holding onto.
“It won’t take long. I only brought the essentials.”
“Stop this right now.”
Ignoring my words completely, the guards began entering the house with luggage.
Less than five minutes later, the manager and the guards emerged back outside.
“Sir, everything’s done. Sorry for startling you so late at night, Madam.”
“That’s enough. You may go.”
Ji Han gestured dismissively toward the guards, signaling them to leave.
Once the crowd had vanished, a heavy silence settled over the hallway.
“Haa… You should leave now too.”
He was obstinate—if Ji Han made up his mind to do something, he wouldn’t back down until he’d carried it out.
I turned to leave, convinced that facing him any longer would only give me a headache.
But he, who’d been standing some distance away, stepped forward and grabbed my wrist just as I tried to turn.
“…Mr. Seo Ji Han!”
“Can’t you soften that expression a bit?”
“What did you say?”
‘…Have you been drinking?’
I hadn’t noticed from afar, but now that he stood close, a sharp alcoholic scent hit me.
Though his tone sounded petulant, there was no trace of displeasure in his eyes as he looked down at me—
quite the opposite, they sparkled with evident delight.
“You’re not usually this sharp-tongued, are you?”
“Huh…?”
“Like it or not, we’re going to be married—so let’s get along well.”
Get along well? He must be out of his mind—was this just drunken talk?
Perhaps he’d noticed the recent changes in me and had decided to show his true self.
Whatever amused him, a smile still lingered on his lips.
“What’s so amusing to you?”
“Ah… because today’s a meaningful day.”
I’d already been informed by Mr. Hyun Ik that Ji Han had made contact with Vice Chairman Kim Young Min.
A meaningful day…
Right—today was the day your position as Ho Jin Group’s heir had been firmly secured.
“More importantly, I’d like to come inside. There’s something I want to talk about.”
His face wore a faint smile as he urged me to let him in.
He looked positively elated—as if pushing me to the edge of a cliff brought him such joy.
Just how much more miserable did he intend to make me…?
The sound of the neighbor’s door opening made him release my wrist.
What terrible timing.
“Come in.”
I had no choice but to let Ji Han into my home.
He turned abruptly at the entrance, watched me for a moment, then followed me inside.
I went to the kitchen and drank water from a glass without pause, aware of his eyes following me.
Then, glancing away from me, he scanned the surroundings before asking,
“Is the house comfortable to live in?”
“…”
“I received the post-construction report, but this is the first time I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”
Unbelievable indifference.
It had been ages since the honeymoon home’s interior work was finished, yet he’d never once stepped foot inside.
‘He must have been too busy setting up house with Chae Seo Rin to bother checking here.’
I couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile.
Now, however, curiosity flickered in his eyes as he surveyed the place.
“You sure ask quickly.”
“I was busy… After the shareholders’ meeting, let’s start living together next week.”
Was he really serious about moving in? He’d already gone so far as to bring his things over.
What was I to do with this man who firmly believed we’d become husband and wife?
Having finished looking around, he sat down facing me and locked eyes.
After staring at me silently for a while, he finally spoke.
“Did you meet my older brother again? I heard someone saw you leaving together.”
At his question about meeting Jae Ha, my hand holding the glass trembled involuntarily.
I set the glass back on the dining table, meeting Ji Han’s steady gaze.
“What do you mean?”
“You did manage to get reinstated, didn’t you? As an announcer on the radio news team, right?”
He picked up the overturned glass beside me and poured himself some water.
“I didn’t expect you to be that eager to work. Fine—I’ll concede on your reinstatement.”
“…”
“But I’d prefer if you didn’t keep secrets from me.”
He apparently knew I’d been reinstated.
Judging by his chilly demeanor, he likely also knew I’d met Jae Ha yesterday.
Secrets?
Who was he to talk?
“Turns out, more people are watching you than I thought.”
“…Hah.”
Whoever had informed him should’ve delivered the whole story accurately.
I looked straight up into Ji Han’s cold, piercing eyes and said,
“Didn’t that person tell you? That we met completely by chance at the broadcast station.”
“…”
“And why should I even explain my meeting with Mr. Jae Ha to you?”
At my sharp retort, his eyes instantly hardened.
No—don’t start suspecting me yet, Ji Han.
You need to trust me until the shareholders’ meeting—so your sense of betrayal cuts deeper.
Letting out a heavy sigh, I wiped the corner of my mouth to hide the disgust rising within me.
“My parents aren’t doing well.”
“What?”
“They’re still in a coma, but their condition worsened overnight.”
I’d just received that very update from Dr. Kim moments earlier.
Chairman Yoon himself had called me upon hearing the news.
Even your own grandfather worries about me—
yet you, my fiancé, come to me only to issue threats?
“Moreover, yesterday was my first day back at work. I needed to visit my parents at the hospital, but I didn’t even have the strength to drive.”
Only then did the icy coldness in his eyes momentarily thaw.
“That’s why Mr. Jae Ha drove me all the way to the hospital.”
He’d probably also heard Dr. Kim’s assessment regarding my parents’ condition.
“You promised to become my husband… Is this really why you came all the way here—to threaten me?”
Seeing my eyes redden, he quickly shook his head.
His expression had visibly softened, suggesting my explanation had satisfied him.
“I made a mistake. I hadn’t thought of that. I didn’t come here to pressure you.”
He downed the full glass of water in one go.
“Did you fill out the marriage registration form I gave you?”
Setting the empty glass on the table, he asked me.
The marriage registration—there was no way I’d have filled that out.
Noticing my expression harden subtly, Ji Han let out a light sigh.
“I figured you probably hadn’t yet.”
He stood up and approached me, leaning against the dining table beside me.
“This isn’t the ideal time to bring it up, but we can’t remain engaged forever. There’s public perception to consider—and you’d be better off establishing a stable family.”
As he gently covered my still-trembling hand, he feigned concern.
Every time his cold fingertips touched me, my body involuntarily shuddered in revulsion.
“So, let’s hold the postponed ceremony next year with close relatives, and fill out the form completely. I’ll submit it myself.”
Rage boiled up from deep within me.
The sheer audacity with which he kept speaking to me made me want to scream in fury.
“I don’t expect your parents’ condition to worsen—but you never know.”
“…”
“I’ll become your family. You’re not alone.”
His gaze was steady, not clouded by drunkenness—utterly resolute.
He was telling me he’d become my husband, my protector, and take charge of W Group.
But was there even an ounce of sincerity in his words?
Every promise of becoming family, of being my steadfast support—it was all lies.
‘You’ll end up killing me…’
I’d been run over by a car hired by him.
The image of his eyes locked onto me in that moment outside the courthouse was painfully vivid.
That’s why the gentle look he gave me now sent chills down my spine.
‘Hah…’
Having to endure such hollow words and force a smile was unbearable—
but it wasn’t time yet, so I swallowed the surge of anger welling up inside me.
Painful as it was, I forced myself—doing my absolute best.
“I know you’ll be busy, so I’ll fill it out after tomorrow’s shareholders’ meeting.”
As he spoke, he picked up his document bag from the nearby stool and stood.
“Send it through your secretary—or better yet, give it to me directly.”
“…I will.”
Seemingly satisfied with my answer, he gave a nod.
“Ji Han.”
I called out as he turned to leave. I stepped toward him and wrapped my arms around him.
‘Just close your eyes—once, just once.’
He flinched slightly, clearly not expecting me to embrace him.
The mingled scent of his body and alcohol rising from him filled me with disillusionment.
But for the sake of the future, even this was bearable.
“Thank you. I’m glad you’re here. Truthfully… I’m scared about tomorrow.”
A brief silence followed my words.
“Don’t push yourself too hard…”
After his momentary surprise, Ji Han patted my shoulder a few times.
When I lifted my head from his chest, our eyes met—his expression subtly unreadable.
“I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning. We’ll attend the meeting together.”
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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I try not to think like that; it makes me so sad to know that it’s all a hallucination of death…
I try not to think like that; it makes me so sad to know that it’s all a hallucination of death…
I wonder why he broke off the engagement the first time?