Ms. Min Haeyeon. After three years, she finally had a baby and lost it in vain. Did she forget even that fact?
Moreover, the person involved is infertile.
The only thing you could do for Doha oppa was to create a family.
There was nothing wrong with Lee Soorin’s words. She was the one who lost the baby after three years and even forgot that fact.
The only thing she could do for Doha was also family.
“Now I can’t even do that…”
Now her body can no longer embrace new life. Haeyeon, who was absentmindedly stroking her belly, suddenly got up at the thought.
Although she had to go upstairs, when she faced the stairs, her legs momentarily lost strength, and her vision became dizzy.
However, the determination to see it through prevailed. Haeyeon clenched her fist, lifted her foot slowly, and finally stood in front of the innermost room on the second-floor corridor.
She couldn’t breathe. Haeyeon raised her trembling hand and felt the darkness.
Tap.
Haeyeon turned on the light, took a deep breath, and entered. Under the bright light, a dark-colored wardrobe came into view.
It was a room that hadn’t been entered for a while due to Doha’s surveillance since the last major cleaning.
Continuously tangled hands opened the door, revealing a safely placed mint-colored box. Overwhelmed by dizziness, Haeyeon closed her eyes for a moment.
Is that box Doha’s?
No.
Even though Haeyeon was interested in the box discovered by chance on the day of the major cleaning, Doha, who said that the owner of the box was not her, seemed to have no active interest. Was it instinctive rejection? Haeyeon, who didn’t actively want to see, clenched her hand painfully.
Taking a deep breath and reaching out with trembling hands, Haeyeon felt the bland texture of the box, and unknowingly, she cringed.
After adjusting her breath, Haeyeon fully grasped the cardboard box. Hesitating, Haeyeon opened the box, biting her lower lip.
“……Ah.”
What was inside was her everything. Colorful baby toys, yellow and cute shoes, teardrop-shaped diamond earrings. And at the bottom, an ultrasound photo.
“No, this can’t be. It really can’t…”
Haeyeon clutched the box containing precious things, tearing her heart mercilessly at the sight of the traces of her greatest happiness.
So cute.
Right, Haeyeon? I didn’t see anything else.
Yeah… the colors are so pretty, and also, again, again.
Haeyeon pounded her chest. Once, twice, several times.
Even that was suffocating, and she got up from her seat. She had forgotten for a year that her baby had died. How, how could she forget?
A desperate groan cut through the silent space. Haeyeon felt that it would be cheap to lie down in her car running. She even wished for that. The fact that she forgot about the baby, that she completely forgot, was unforgivable.
Holding her empty belly with one arm and covering her mouth with the other, she couldn’t help but cry out loud. She was a too bad mother to the baby who made a sound to cry. To Haeyeon, who regained her memory today, it happened just yesterday.
Breathing was difficult, as if underwater, panting heavily.
“……!”
Something heavy and warm enveloped Haeyeon’s body. Startled for a moment by the sudden situation, Haeyeon felt her back becoming damp.
“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry…”
Unable to turn her head, Haeyeon could only say those words.
To him who went through the same pain, couldn’t speak out and hid the precious things alone in this room, the repeated apologies were all she could say.
“No, Haeyeon. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
The moment Haeyeon heard those words, it felt like someone forcibly extracted her heart.
Only now did she realize. Doha was in the same state, tormenting himself and harboring resentment just like her.
If they didn’t forgive each other and take care of themselves, even if they moved forward together, it would be on parallel lines.
If that happened, the two of them could never move forward while facing each other forever. Haeyeon turned her body without avoiding Doha’s gaze.
“No, Mr. Doha.”
There is something to do. Even though she has regained her memory, she still needs to change the same reality as a year ago.
“Now, let’s stop apologizing.”
Over the past few months, she tried to recover forgotten memories, and what she wanted to hear wasn’t just Doha’s apology, nor did she intend to convey only apologies herself.
Knowing the truth was necessary to heal past wounds and move forward. Ultimately, they both wanted to be happy.
“Mr. Doha.”
Doha nodded wearily. Haeyeon took a deep breath, inhaling the air that had sunk low and chilling below her chest.
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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