On an already gloomy afternoon, Ji Soo frowned upon receiving Ok Soon’s message.
Even if she were to give in a hundred times, it would be fine to have to go straight after work and put on an apron to make steamed clams. The problem was that Ji Soo couldn’t eat clams at all.
“What steamed clams?”
Jung Eun, who happened to pass by, heard her small mutter and asked.
“Steamed clams?”
“Huh? Ah, yeah.”
Ji Soo laid her phone down and smiled brightly.
“My motherinlaw. She told me to come over today because she’s making delicious steamed clams.”
“Wow. She’s really thoughtful.”
“I was born with a lot of luck in my marriage.”
“That’s true. I’m so jealous.”
The team members who had long ago turned a blind eye to the living Team Leader Yoon and her acting as if she were the wife of a cheating husband were no longer a concern.
The people who were present either didn’t know that Lee Seung Oh’s exwife was in a vegetative state, or pretended not to know. Either way, it didn’t matter to Ji Soo.
Instead of cleaning other people’s houses, she hired a cleaning lady. She wrapped herself in luxury items from head to toe, which she had once dismissed as mere vanity.
When entering the office, everyone would stand up and greet her. They all acknowledged and highly praised the design that Yoon Seo Ha had maliciously ruined.
‘It’s a perfect life. What’s the big deal about making steamed clams? I have to prepare dinner when I get home anyway.’
That evening.
Ji Soo, her hands full of ingredients, groaned as she pressed the doorbell.
Clank.
The massive iron gate opened.
To Ji Soo, this house was like Cinderella’s palace. A stone path leading through wellmaintained grass. A small pond with a few koi swimming and a pine tree. A table and parasol where you could enjoy a cup of tea on a nice afternoon.
She had visited the palace several times under the pretext of meeting her mother, not knowing how many times she had come here.
However, the ‘princess of the house’ dress she acquired was simpler than she thought. The embroidered part was a bit torn, and it had a soft scent.
How pretty would the owner of this dress be? She must be an angellike person, just like a princess in a fairy tale. Being a designer was really cool. Maybe they could become friends.
But the moment she saw the dress owner and her husband for the first time, Ji Soo’s thoughts completely changed.
How dare they act noble while enjoying their parents’ wealth? If I were married to that man, I could do a hundred times better.
Now, that dress is hanging in the dressing room, torn to shreds. The reason she didn’t throw it away after tearing it was because seeing it in that state made her feel delightfully torn as well.
“I’m here.”
“Oh, Ji Soo, you’re here? Your mom’s in the kitchen, so hurry up and go see her.”
Ok Soon spoke loudly without even looking at her. The sound of the television was mixed in with her voice.
“What? My mom’s here?”
“It’s better if we all eat together.”
Ji Soo hurried to the kitchen. Her mother, who had spent her entire life working in other people’s houses, was still wearing an apron and busily boiling broth.
“Mom!”
When she shouted loudly, Nan Joo turned around with a start.
“Goodness, why are you suddenly yelling?”
“What are you doing here?”
“What do you mean? Did you bring the clams? Give them here so I can clean them, and you sit down and rest for a bit. Is your husband late?”
“I’ll do it soon. You rest, Mom.”
“Ah, I’m done. I just need to wash the clams and put them in.”
“I said I’ll wash the clams!”
“Then you wash the chives next to me.”
Ji Soo trimmed the chives with cold water next to Nan Joo, who was washing the clams vigorously in saltwater.
“From now on, don’t come, Mom. Just eat alone at home.”
“But if I come, it’s easier for you.”
Cooking, cleaning, laundry. Even weeding the garden.
Even though Nan Joo was no longer the housemaid of this house, she still came two or three times a week and did all these chores.
As Nan Joo said, these were all tasks that Ok Soon would make Ji Soo do.
“…Just bear with it a little longer, Mom.”
Everything would be resolved once Yoon Seo Ha died. All the shares and property Yoon Seo Ha had would be inherited by Seung Oh, and once they formally registered their marriage, her mother and Ji Soo wouldn’t have to worry about being abandoned.
Ji Soo put on an apron and diligently made steamed clams. However, once the dinner table was set, she filled her stomach with rice and kimchi.
Even when they were dating, she had to wrap rice in seaweed after boiling soft tofu stew with clams. Nothing had changed since then.
“Ah, that was a great meal. I wanted to eat clams anyway.”
Ji Soo cautiously asked Seung Oh, who was humming and driving.
“Uh, um, oppa.”
“What?”
“Can’t we, um, start with the wedding?”
“Again, again.”
For a moment, while waiting for the traffic signal, Seung Oh looked back at Ji Soo and playfully narrowed his eyes.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.