Forgiveness…
The two characters that flowed from Chaeha’s lips seemed to pound on Seolwon’s heart.
Had he ever asked someone for forgiveness even once in his lifetime?
That it happened to be her, was painful and confusing beyond measure.
Due to tears spreading rapidly, it became difficult to read his expression.
It hadn’t been five minutes since he determined to be colder than anyone else in this moment.
If she shed tears now, that determination would be in vain.
So, Seolwon hurriedly brought this conversation to a close.
It was time for parting words.
“I’ll return this.”
Following the item placed on Seolwon’s palm, Chaeha’s gaze slowly descended.
On her tender palm lay the engagement ring, prepared before coming to this room.
The meaning may have faded, but the diamond ring still shone dazzlingly.
For a moment, Chaeha looked down at it in silence.
After a while, his long and slender finger reached out towards Seolwon’s palm.
Contrary to expectations, he didn’t take the ring.
“Just take this.”
Instead of taking the ring, Chaeha gently folded Seolwon’s hand and held the ring.
In an unexpected move, Seolwon was left speechless as she looked up at him.
With eyes as if life had drained from them, he stared at Seolwon with a cold, piercing gaze.
“Think of it as a farewell gift. It will only leave scars in my hands anyway.”
A farewell gift…
Although the sensation of the ring in her hand was strangely painful, there was no energy left to argue here.
With the ring still in her grip, Seolwon took out the last task between them.
The biggest reason that brought her back to this place.
“…What about your mother’s will?”
“Arrange for it to be delivered through Secretary Jung tomorrow.”
“Secretary Jung?”
“Yes. I’ll instruct him to deliver it before you leave, so don’t worry.”
“…Alright.”
She couldn’t understand why her mother’s will was being delivered through Secretary Jung, but it was a matter that would be resolved once it was returned.
As Seolwon nodded, Chaeha looked at her for a moment with a solemn gaze.
Then, he, too, lightly nodded.
That was their final farewell.
Putting an end to an eight-year contract marriage.
“Vice President, are you feeling unwell somewhere?”
“No.”
“You seem to be sweating a lot. A lot of cold sweat.”
Director Jung, who had come in after a business report, expressed concern while observing Chaeha’s complexion.
Though she pretended to be indifferent, it seemed she couldn’t deceive the eyes of someone who took care of others.
Director Jung, who approached, sighed deeply.
“Oh no! Vice President, your forehead is red. It seems like you have a fever. Shouldn’t you go to the hospital?”
“I said it’s fine. No need for a hospital.”
“But…”
“I really said it’s fine. More importantly, how is the task I assigned progressing?”
“Oh, that… well…”
Director Jung still couldn’t shake off his worried expression.
Patiently, Chaeha waited for his report.
The revelation about Seolwon leaving didn’t mark the end of unraveling the truth.
To ease her sadness and anguish, there was still a long way to go.
“We’ve reviewed all the casino CCTV footage. However, due to its age and the fact that the inside of the locker wasn’t captured, it was challenging to determine. Moreover, we couldn’t pinpoint the lost date, as he mentioned…”
“I anticipated that. For now, make sure he continues to talk. We can’t easily believe the story of being robbed in the first place.”
“Understood.”
Subsequently, Director Jung left, saying he would buy some fever reducers.
It was a problem that couldn’t be solved with medicine, but there was no room to stop him.
“Sigh…”
As soon as he left, Chaeha buried his body on his desk.
As his body slumped without strength, his heart was crumbling without direction.
Since arriving at work in the morning, only Seolwon and Uju’s faces had been swirling in his mind.
An existence that couldn’t be let go, yet couldn’t be sent away.
But how could one hold onto it?
Thinking of Seolwon’s eyes, struggling not to shed tears in front of him, he felt powerless and more powerless.
There was nothing he could do. It shouldn’t have been done.
Min Seolwon’s, his one and only wife’s, wound was too deep.
To prevent that wound from deepening, there was no choice but to let go.
A hot liquid, whether cold sweat or tears, ran down his cheeks.
He thought there would be no more goodbyes after she came back to life, but there was still a lingering farewell.
Such a cruel parting.
Barely, everything fit into one suitcase.
Most of it belonged to Uju, and it was fine that way, as there wasn’t much of his own.
Confirming the door locking with a mechanical sound, Seolwon descended the stairs.
Today was Uju’s last day at the daycare, so it was time to pick her up.
Even though she couldn’t explain properly, the child who bravely went out, promising to greet her friends and come back, made Seolwon feel pitiful, so she gently stroked the suitcase as if it were a child.
Inside were the tiger clothes and tiger headband that Uju carefully folded last night.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
