My Husband's Lover (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
In Haeyeon’s hand as she stepped out of the interview room was her acceptance paperwork. Joo Ah had said they were hiring urgently through a special recruitment process, and indeed, there were only a few applicants—and more importantly, the results were given on the spot.
Relief and joy at passing the interview for “Dally Coffee,” coupled with the release of tension she’d been secretly worrying about, left her suddenly famished. Spotting a salad bar nearby, Haeyeon went in for a light meal.
“I’ll take ricotta cheese, please.”
After placing her order, Haeyeon took a sip of water and sent a message to Do Ha.
[Mr. Do Ha, my interview is over. I’ll let you know the result when I get home after work. See you at home.]The salad—layered with cheese, cranberries, and fresh vegetables—refreshed her palate. Haeyeon wiped her lips and stood up. Although she’d told Do Ha she’d see him at home, she actually had no intention of going straight back.
Daechi-dong.
There was someone she needed to meet.
As afternoon wore on, traffic gradually thickened. Fortunately, it wasn’t yet rush hour, so she arrived in Daechi-dong without being late.
After parking and stepping out of the car, Haeyeon lifted her gaze. No matter how many times she saw it, the imposing height and overwhelming grandeur of the main gate never failed to intimidate her. Standing before it, she recalled that face—smirking softly with lips precisely painted in vivid red.
“What should I do? I’ll probably be coming to Daechi-dong often from now on.”
Lee Su Rin’s unfiltered voice and unwavering gaze flashed through Haeyeon’s mind, and her lips tightened. Su Rin had always carried herself with absolute confidence, clearly backed by solid assurance.
Of course, Haeyeon had no intention of letting Su Rin walk all over her. But there was something far more urgent and important at hand—and now, with Su Rin as an advantageous card in Chairwoman Yoon Myeong Gil’s hand, Haeyeon needed to understand how that woman would play her next move.
“Get a grip.”
Haeyeon steeled herself, adjusted her clothes, and pressed the doorbell. Somewhere, a CCTV camera was recording her arrival. Beyond it, a servant verified her identity and opened the door, revealing a pristine mansion without a single flaw.
The sturdy gray stone wall enclosing the property stood so high it permitted no intrusion, and the long driveway—paved with unfaded bricks and leading to the entrance—was neatly lined with azaleas and laurels.
Though time might alter the world beyond its walls, this house remained preserved like a specimen, never changing. Haeyeon thought the residence gave her chills—and that it resembled its owner perfectly.
A woman who had never bowed to anyone, standing eternally alone in dignified solitude—Chairwoman Yoon Myeong Gil, Do Ha’s mother, was precisely that kind of person.
Shaking off her swirling thoughts, Haeyeon approached Chairwoman Yoon’s personal secretary, who waited for her outside the entrance.
“Little Mistress.”
“Hello.”
“Yes. Welcome. The Chairwoman is inside.”
Secretary Choi led the way. Watching the secretary’s rigidly composed back—like a mannequin as flawless as her boss—Haeyeon followed demurely.
“Madam Chairwoman, the younger mistress has arrived.”
Secretary Choi announced Haeyeon’s visit outside the living room where Chairwoman Yoon was expected to be. As head of a major conglomerate, Chairwoman Yoon’s schedule was unpredictable. Thus, Haeyeon had confirmed her presence beforehand and sent a message earlier that day. Standing before Chairwoman Yoon—dressed in a sharp business suit—Haeyeon bowed her head.
“I’m sorry for the sudden visit, Mother.”
“If you know it’s sudden, you should’ve been more careful.”
Chairwoman Yoon raised an eyebrow. Even well past fifty, her presence remained impeccable—just like this mansion. Her face was still strikingly beautiful, her figure free of any excess, and her hair as jet-black as ever.
Visiting Chairwoman Yoon without prior notice was considered impolite. But would she have granted permission if Haeyeon had asked days in advance? Haeyeon shook her head. Since it wouldn’t have worked out either way, it was better to come on a day she was certain the Chairwoman would be home.
Usually, Chairwoman Yoon—the mother-in-law who routinely dismissed such requests—would simply ignore a plea to meet. Yet she herself summoned her daughters-in-law at will and would now likely scold Haeyeon for her lack of manners.
True to form, with clear intent only to reprimand, the Chairwoman didn’t even bother asking why Haeyeon had come; she simply said what she wanted to say.
“I don’t have much time, so keep it brief.”
Without offering tea or even inviting her to sit, Chairwoman Yoon slightly lifted her delicate chin and elegantly raised her teacup. The strong scent of jasmine filled the air. Haeyeon glanced briefly at the Chairwoman’s face, then lowered her head at a precise angle.
“What brings you here?”
Without looking at her daughter-in-law, Chairwoman Yoon asked in a low voice. Having become the head of a major group at a young age, she was accustomed to authority—her tone and speech distinctly unlike those of ordinary women.
Given the Chairwoman’s curt demeanor, Haeyeon saw no point in adding unnecessary words and went straight to the point.
“I’m going to start working.”
The Chairwoman finally turned her gaze toward Haeyeon, one corner of her lips curling slightly—as if this were unexpectedly interesting. Joo Ah had anticipated an uproar, but that clearly hadn’t happened. Haeyeon had expected this reaction; after all, she knew better than anyone how Chairwoman Yoon treated people close to her.
Moreover, the Chairwoman wasn’t the type to torment others in a simple, one-dimensional way—so Haeyeon’s expression remained calm.
“Hmm… a job, you say…”
Returning her gaze forward, Chairwoman Yoon leisurely sipped her tea while keeping Haeyeon standing. After a moment of apparent contemplation, she turned her eyes and spoke.
“Since you came all the way here to say you’ll be working, I assume you’ve already settled this with Do Ha.”
It was an accurate assumption that required no rebuttal, so Haeyeon remained silent. Watching her quietly, Chairwoman Yoon took another sip of tea and set the cup down.
“Why? Feeling threatened?”
“…”
Haeyeon’s body stiffened instantly. The Chairwoman’s question was probing both the reason for her sudden decision to work—and whether it stemmed from anxiety over Lee Su Rin. Caught off guard by the direct mention of Su Rin, Haeyeon froze.
Her heart pounded despite all her careful preparation—but she had no intention of backing down.
For years, she’d endured pressure from her in-laws without protest. Knowing from the start that she’d been inadequate in many ways and hadn’t been much help to Do Ha, she’d exercised patience.
But that was over now.
Ever since her last visit to Daechi-dong, Haeyeon had changed her mind. Although her in-laws had harassed her, they’d never truly tried to drive her away—until she saw Su Rin sitting calmly in Daechi-dong.
“She’s trying to get rid of me.”
Haeyeon bit the inside of her lip. She had no intention of going quietly.
Leaving the fading jasmine scent behind, she spoke calmly, her expression unchanged.
“I don’t understand what you mean, Mother. My husband and I are getting along just as well as always.”
Chairwoman Yoon’s eyebrow twitched almost imperceptibly. Haeyeon’s clear provocation—that Su Rin meant nothing to her or Do Ha—was met with calm retaliation.
“Even flowers eventually fall. And besides, you haven’t even properly begun yet.”
The elegant yet cutting implication—that their marriage couldn’t last forever, and that Su Rin was merely the opening move of a strategy Haeyeon couldn’t possibly withstand—drew only a faint smile from Haeyeon.
“I believe what you couldn’t accomplish in the past won’t be any different now, Mother.”
Chairwoman Yoon tilted her head slightly and stared directly into Haeyeon’s eyes—but Haeyeon didn’t flinch.
“Back then, you didn’t support it. And after that unfortunate incident, shouldn’t things change now?”
Unconsciously drawn into the Chairwoman’s gaze, Haeyeon realized instinctively that “that unfortunate incident” referred to the accident during her memory loss—the one Su Rin had mentioned. She felt as if her shoulders were pinned, unable to move. But she couldn’t let herself get trapped here.
“That matter is already resolved, Mother.”
Bitterly, the incident had truly ended—Do Ha had left no trace behind. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let her wander outside while still amnesic. Of course, Haeyeon had no memory of it, and its lingering effects might still surround her—but outwardly, it was a closed chapter.
At last, a subtle ripple passed through Chairwoman Yoon’s eyes.
“You…”
“Moreover,”
Haeyeon dared to interrupt the head of Geumyeong Group, quickly provoking her again to divert the Chairwoman’s piercing gaze.
“I no longer need to worry about risks when I can even borrow someone else’s hands.”
“…”
“…”
A silence as heavy as stillness filled the room. One looked up, the other looked down—but their eye positions didn’t matter. They stared quietly at each other, an invisible, fierce clash of wills swirling between them.
The thick air was sliced by light footsteps and a voice.
“What’s going on here at this hour?”
The silent, intense standoff ended with the arrival of Cha Gi Jung, who’d come upon hearing his second daughter-in-law had visited. Gi Jung, also displeased by Haeyeon’s unexpected visit, opened his mouth to say something—but sensing the icy tension in the hall, he quickly shut it.
Chairwoman Yoon gave her husband—trained all his life to read her moods—a quick glance, then brought her teacup to her lips again and resumed the conversation she’d just had.
“Your daughter-in-law says she wants to work.”
“Work? Why would the second one need a job? It’s not like money’s lacking.”
Gi Jung glared at Haeyeon as if demanding whether she, with no family backing or assets, even knew how to do anything else. And he didn’t stop there.
“Besides, you’re not like the eldest—you don’t even have professional experience.”
“The eldest”—Han Yoon Seo, wife of Cha Do Hoon (Do Ha’s older brother) and Haeyeon’s sister-in-law—had been a former broadcaster. A graduate of a prestigious university, no less brilliant than Haeyeon, she wasn’t perfectly favored by the in-laws but was certainly in a better position than Haeyeon, making them frequent comparison subjects.
The corners of Haeyeon’s eyes curved in a faint, knowing smile. Having watched this farce—her father-in-law mocking her while her mother-in-law encouraged him—Haeyeon now revealed her true purpose for coming.
“Father.”
Her voice calling him was resolute. Surprised by this unexpected firmness, Gi Jung stared at her wide-eyed. Chairwoman Yoon, still sipping her tea as if watching someone else’s affair, remained unmoved—but Haeyeon didn’t care.
“The reason I came to Daechi-dong is to inform you that once I start working, I won’t be able to bring you side dishes or prepare meals for you.”
She deliberately paused, then looked down at Chairwoman Yoon as she continued. Though still standing, her posture was unbending.
“And to let you both know that I’ll find it difficult to visit Daechi-dong regularly from now on. I didn’t come here to ask for your permission.”
“What!”
Cha Gi Jung lost his composure the moment she finished speaking, erupting in outrage.
“How dare you be so insolent! Who do you think you are…?”
“Quiet, you.”
Chairwoman Yoon cut him off without a change in expression. Until now, she’d never stopped him when he behaved this way—but now, setting down her empty teacup, she turned her head toward Haeyeon. Yet her words were directed at her husband.
“If an opportunity is given, one should accept it properly.”
Gi Jung looked baffled, while Chairwoman Yoon, wearing a deep smile, responded to Haeyeon’s request.
“As you said, you won’t need to come to the house for now.”
“Dear!”
Only Gi Jung was flustered. Chairwoman Yoon and Haeyeon exchanged impassive glances, and Haeyeon soon ended the meeting with a bow.
“I’ll take my leave now.”
Ignoring the commotion beside her, Chairwoman Yoon coolly dismissed her husband as well.
“You may go too.”
“Oh… alright.”
Gi Jung replied awkwardly. Left alone in the spacious reception room, Chairwoman Yoon gazed thoughtfully toward the terrace.
How long had she stood like that?
Behind Chairwoman Yoon—her back turned to the entrance—a presence stirred, and the silhouette of a man in a suit appeared in the terrace window opposite.
It wasn’t Secretary Choi. It was a middle-aged man—but before he could approach from behind, Chairwoman Yoon spoke first, her gaze still fixed straight ahead.
“Did you find out?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
Following the Chairwoman’s order, Young Hwan reported what he’d gathered so far.
“There was no special romantic partner in Korea. After returning, she met the Young Master a few times, but strictly for official reasons.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
Facing away, Chairwoman Yoon asked indifferently—but her thoughts weren’t on Young Hwan’s report. They were on Haeyeon’s words just moments ago.
—“I believe what you couldn’t accomplish in the past won’t be any different now, Mother. Spring has already passed.”
A faint tilt curved the Chairwoman’s lips.
“Indeed, as you said, time has already passed.”
—“I no longer need to worry about risks when I can even borrow someone else’s hands.”
“But this time will unfold differently, Min Hae Yeon.”
Emerging from her reverie, Chairwoman Yoon turned around and locked eyes with Young Hwan, who stood silently with his head bowed, awaiting orders.
“Find out everything about Min Hae Yeon’s activities today and pass it to Lee Su Rin. And…”
She stroked her chin briefly, then continued with a serpent-like smile.
“Get in touch with Han Yoon Seo.”
“Yes, understood.”
Sensing his task was complete, Young Hwan quietly withdrew. Once again alone, Chairwoman Yoon’s sharp gaze fixed on the hallway entrance—which connected to the staircase leading to the second floor.
“If you cause trouble, you must take responsibility.”
Yoon Myeong Gil’s narrowed eyes gleamed mockingly—finally hoping that the tiresome Min Hae Yeon would be driven out this time. It had infuriated her that Do Ha’s side—so crucial—had been handed to such an incompetent, useless outsider. And that person was Hae Yeon.
What was even more infuriating was that Do Ha—though never fond of her—had never openly defied her until that girl came along, after which he began acting like a wild colt.
A strange glimmer flickered in Chairwoman Yoon Myeong Gil’s pitch-black eyes.
To fulfill her lifelong ambition—to surpass Mibon Foods and make Geumyeong Je Dang number one—she absolutely needed Cha Do Ha.
She was aging, and Cha Do Hoon—her elder son—had achieved nothing in nearly ten years and was hopeless. Watching Do Ha build his own business and achieve rapid success in such a short time, Chairwoman Yoon had solidified her conviction:
Do Ha was the only one fit to lead Geumyeong Group to new heights.
How could someone like Min Hae Yeon possibly play the role of supporting him on that path?
“Presumptuous.”
Muttering under her breath, Yoon Myeong Gil’s eyes sparkled with anticipation for that day to come.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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