“Then, what is important?”
Song Kang regretted not stopping her when she decided to visit Ju-hyuk after he came. He couldn’t understand why Line was acting this way.
“What is it that has gone so wrong in my miserable reality…!”
Line bit her lower lip, closed her eyes briefly, and then opened them, struggling to contain the intense emotions inside her. Even if she poured out all the pent-up frustration, it seemed impossible to alleviate the self-loathing she felt now. Her breath trembled faintly.
“Did it all start with me…going to Taeseong that day?”
On that point, Song Kang felt a heavy sense of responsibility.
“That day, I was the one who called Prosecutor Jin La-in Taeseong. It was also me who provoked Song Rim. I was wrong…”
He attributed everything to himself. Song Kang felt uneasy about Line blaming herself for the accident that happened to Prosecutor Ju-hyuk in the aftermath of the Na Song-rim case.
“No, didn’t you refuse to cooperate with Chief Prosecutor until the end? Or maybe that’s not it either…!”
The “wrong time” she was thinking of went back a long time ago. Song Kang knew what she couldn’t bring herself to say. It wasn’t a debt of the heart that could be repaid with a sense of responsibility alone.
Resentment flickered in Line’s eyes. If she resented him, Song Kang was willing to accept it. If Line hadn’t taken charge of Song Kang’s case at that time, the unfortunate incident of dismissal wouldn’t have happened.
“If you want to blame me, that’s fine.”
“No! Someone like me…! Perhaps, it’s because I fervently pursued justice under the guise of justice. Justice? Chief Prosecutor’s words may be correct. The way Yoon Nan-seul lived might be right…”
Despite enduring so well until now, her self-destructive behavior once again pained Song Kang.
“Just blame me instead.”
“It’s all because of me! It’s because of me. That I turned out like this! That Prosecutor Ju-hyuk turned out like that! That our relationship with Ju-hyuk has soured…! It’s all because of me!”
She desperately wanted to ignore the fact that the reason her emotions were falling apart was Prosecutor Choi Ju-hyuk. Hearing her say it out loud, however, left him clueless about what to do.
He could accept her blaming herself, but if she said it was because of Prosecutor Choi Ju-hyuk, he didn’t know how to handle it. Song Kang sighed deeply, gazing into the empty air.
“What is that senior to Prosecutor Jin La-in?”
“In this hellish life at the prosecution, he was the only senior who took care of me, more like family to me than anyone in the world…”
Her lips, repeating those words, felt cruel. Line’s eyes filled with tears, and Song Kang’s heart was also torn apart as much as she wanted to cry.
It hurt even more knowing that he couldn’t fulfill what she desperately wanted. Regardless of the means, he couldn’t reinstate her at the prosecution immediately.
Line understood better than anyone that the issue involved procedures and time. What Song Kang could do for Prosecutor Choi Ju-hyuk… It was a task he could never accomplish.
“Let those tears fall.”
He didn’t fail to understand her feelings. However, if the reason her emotions were crumbling right now was because of the strained relationship with Prosecutor Choi Ju-hyuk, he didn’t want to sway her.
“Open the door. I’m leaving.”
“Then, to Prosecutor Jin La-in… What am I?”
With a disappointed heart, Song Kang asked Line. He wanted to know if what he did to disappoint Ju-hyuk was worth it, and he questioned himself.
“Today, I want to be alone. Please open the door.”
Before passing judgment on Song Kang’s presence, Line wanted to hide somewhere, feeling too inadequate and shabby about herself.
“Do you even know where you are going to get off?”
At that moment, tears fell from Line’s eyes. She didn’t rush to wipe away the tears or glance at him. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled, and tears poured down like a waterfall. As if…
Feeling that Line was trying to escape, Song Kang turned his gaze away from her and opened the car door for her. If she wanted to be alone, he thought she should do as she pleased.
Line promptly opened the door and got out of the car. Then, she started walking with determined steps, cutting through the cold.
As she moved away from his car, the streaks of tears falling from her eyes thickened, and the sound of her crying grew louder. If she could disappear somewhere, she felt like she could walk to the end of the earth.
She truly became alone.
Perhaps because it was winter, after the sunset, darkness quickly enveloped the surroundings. As the sun went down, both the perceived temperature and the psychologically felt temperature dropped abruptly.
Line walked for a while while crying, and her face became stiff. It was astonishing that her hands, feet, and frozen body were still moving.
Line wanted to sit somewhere. A somewhat rundown bus stop in the distance seemed like a good place to take a short break. Line tried to sit on the old chair, but someone grabbed her wrist.
“Are you going to sit anywhere like this?”
It was Song Kang.
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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