“Isn’t Lee Seung Oh, who turned his eyes to another woman while neglecting you, more at fault? You don’t have the courage to confront your husband, but you need to vent your anger, so you call me, an easy target. Get a grip. Instead of blaming others, blame yourself for not being charming enough to keep your husband from straying.”
It seemed she chose to play the cliché role of a mistress in a titfortat battle. By the way, those lines seemed like something I’d heard several times in ‘Love and War’ or ‘Couples Club.’ Was there a mistress lecture somewhere?
“How did you know I was going on and on about your bag?”
“Because you’re crazy about luxury items, just like an emptyheaded rich girl.”
Ji Soo managed to spill out her thoughts without stuttering.
“It seems that’s how you want to think of yourself, luxury mistress.”
Ji Soo’s glare intensified.
“That’s mine. Seung Oh gave it to me as a birthday present.”
On my twentieth birthday, under the pine tree in the garden, where both Seo Ha and I turned twenty.
“But he should’ve chosen something more oldfashioned. I received it, but it seemed too cheap for me to carry, so I only wore it once out of politeness. That bag was stuck in my closet for years, about to grow mold, when Seung Oh stole it and gave it to you.”
My number one treasure. The twentieth birthday present you bought for me after working all night.
“Do you think I’m lying to make you angry? There’s a lipstick stain in the corner of the inner pocket of that bag. There must have been no warranty or receipt. I already threw those away a long time ago.”
The warranty and receipt were carefully stored in another box with the withered flower petals.
“Go ahead and show it off. It seems like garbage that was just collecting dust and mold and taking up space found the right owner.”
“Isn’t Lee Seung Oh, who turned his eyes to another woman while neglecting you, more at fault? You don’t have the courage to confront your husband, but you need to vent your anger, so you call me, an easy target. Get a grip. Instead of blaming others, blame yourself for not being charming enough to keep your husband from straying.”
It seemed she chose to play the cliché role of a mistress in a titfortat battle. By the way, those lines seemed like something I’d heard several times in ‘Love and War’ or ‘Couples Club.’ Was there a mistress lecture somewhere?
“How did you know I was going on and on about your bag?”
“Because you’re crazy about luxury items, just like an emptyheaded rich girl.”
Ji Soo managed to spill out her thoughts without stuttering.
“It seems that’s how you want to think of yourself, luxury mistress.”
Ji Soo’s glare intensified.
“That’s mine. Seung Oh gave it to me as a birthday present.”
On my twentieth birthday, under the pine tree in the garden, where both Seo Ha and I turned twenty.
“But he should’ve chosen something more oldfashioned. I received it, but it seemed too cheap for me to carry, so I only wore it once out of politeness. That bag was stuck in my closet for years, about to grow mold, when Seung Oh stole it and gave it to you.”
My number one treasure. The twentieth birthday present you bought for me after working all night.
“Do you think I’m lying to make you angry? There’s a lipstick stain in the corner of the inner pocket of that bag. There must have been no warranty or receipt. I already threw those away a long time ago.”
The warranty and receipt were carefully stored in another box with the withered flower petals.
“Go ahead and show it off. It seems like garbage that was just collecting dust and mold and taking up space found the right owner.”
Yoon Seo Ha took out a thick envelope from her handbag and placed it on the table with a thud.
“These are the divorce papers. I’ve already stamped mine, so all you have to do is stamp yours and leave it on the table.”
Her calm tone, expression, and the stamped divorce papers must have been quite a shock. Lee Seung Oh blinked his widened eyes rapidly.
“What did you say?”
“Divorce. Let’s do it.”
Yoon Seo Ha deliberately emphasized the word “divorce.”
Now Lee Seung Oh would beg for forgiveness, crying. He would say that he must have been crazy, that the other woman meant nothing to him, and that he was merely swayed by a fleeting temptation. That the only woman he truly loved was Yoon Seo Ha, and it would always be so.
She intended to forgive him after that.
She knew well that it was a foolish and frustrating choice. But that’s how the heart is. Yoon Seo Ha had loved Lee Seung Oh for too long and too deeply to cut him out like slicing through rotten radish.
“Divorce…”
Lee Seung Oh muttered quietly and read the papers.
“Each party will retain the property in their name. Lee Seung Oh will pay Yoon Seo Ha a settlement of 100 million won. Both parties agree to these terms.”
“Take it, stamp it, and leave it on the table when you pack your things and leave.”
Yoon Seo Ha believed there would be no agreement. It was clear that Lee Seung Oh would break up with Lee Ji Soo on the spot and spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins to Seo Ha.
“Alright.”
But what was Lee Seung Oh saying now?
“I’ll arrange the settlement soon. Let’s inform our parents after the paperwork is done. Neither of us would want to listen to their comments on what’s already over.”
If she heard correctly, he chose divorce, not forgiveness.
Yoon Seo Ha took out a thick envelope from her handbag and placed it on the table with a thud.
“These are the divorce papers. I’ve already stamped mine, so all you have to do is stamp yours and leave it on the table.”
Her calm tone, expression, and the stamped divorce papers must have been quite a shock. Lee Seung Oh blinked his widened eyes rapidly.
“What did you say?”
“Divorce. Let’s do it.”
Yoon Seo Ha deliberately emphasized the word “divorce.”
Now Lee Seung Oh would beg for forgiveness, crying. He would say that he must have been crazy, that the other woman meant nothing to him, and that he was merely swayed by a fleeting temptation. That the only woman he truly loved was Yoon Seo Ha, and it would always be so.
She intended to forgive him after that.
She knew well that it was a foolish and frustrating choice. But that’s how the heart is. Yoon Seo Ha had loved Lee Seung Oh for too long and too deeply to cut him out like slicing through rotten radish.
“Divorce…”
Lee Seung Oh muttered quietly and read the papers.
“Each party will retain the property in their name. Lee Seung Oh will pay Yoon Seo Ha a settlement of 100 million won. Both parties agree to these terms.”
“Take it, stamp it, and put it on the table while packing your things and leaving.”
Yoon Seo Ha believed there would be no agreement. Lee Seung Oh would definitely break up with Lee Ji Soo at this very moment and spend the rest of his life atoning to Seo Ha.
“Alright.”
But what was Lee Seung Oh saying now?
“I’ll arrange the settlement money if you give me some time. Let’s inform our parents after the paperwork is done. You wouldn’t want to hear their opinions on something that’s already over, would you?”
If she hadn’t misheard, he had chosen divorce, not forgiveness.
“… Is that it?”
“Is there anything else you want to discuss? I don’t have anything.”
“Is that all you have to say? Like, ‘I’m sorry,’ or ‘Please forgive me,’ or something like that?”
She had prepared the divorce papers and even stamped them, confident that Lee Seung Oh would never agree to a divorce. As that belief crumbled, Yoon Seo Ha lost her composure and even her voice trembled.
“Of course, I feel sorry for you. But I don’t want to apologize.”
In front of Yoon Seo Ha, Lee Seung Oh shrugged his shoulders and held Lee Ji Soo’s hand.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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