Once More, Wife (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“What… what are you talking about?”
“I already told you. Legally, you’re still my wife.”
Chae Ha’s resolute gaze left her no room to deny or evade.
Of course, he had absolutely no intention of letting Seol Won go like this.
“Aren’t you curious about your mother’s will? I have it.”
“…!”
For a moment, Seol Won couldn’t decide how to react.
Her mother’s will…?
While plainly watching Seol Won flustered and confused, Chae Ha calmly turned his body with ease and slowly looked around the flower shop,
as if he’d only just now decided to take a good look.
Leaving Seol Won speechless behind him, Chae Ha picked up a neatly tended potted plant.
The vibrant green leaves exuded life, yet in his hands, the plant looked oddly fragile.
“I had her laid to rest in a tree burial, as per her wishes. Aren’t you curious about where exactly she’s resting?”
“…”
Interpreting her continued silence as a refusal to answer, Chae Ha pressed on regardless.
“It’s really strange, Min Seol Won. You married me against your will just to honor your mother—you’re the very picture of filial piety—so why didn’t you even attend her funeral? You’re clearly alive and well.”
His words pierced Seol Won’s heart like a sharp dagger.
Because it was true—five years ago, when her mother passed away, Seol Won hadn’t been able to see her off herself.
No, she hadn’t been allowed to.
“…I already told you. I collapsed on the island. I didn’t even know my mother had passed away.”
“Right. You didn’t remember anything either.”
“…”
“Well, it’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it. I’ll find out everything myself, one piece at a time anyway.”
Unlike his declaration-like tone, Chae Ha set down the potted plant with a faintly amused expression.
Then he strode purposefully back toward where Seol Won stood.
“By the way, your amnesia is remarkably selective. You remember your mother, yet you forgot your own husband.”
“…No matter what, there’s no way I’d forget my mother.”
Avoiding his gaze with difficulty, Seol Won murmured softly, then raised her eyes firmly to meet Chae Ha’s.
“What’s this about a will…?”
“They say she entrusted her will to her attending physician shortly before passing. I haven’t opened it yet myself—she repeatedly insisted we read it together, the two of us.”
“Where is it? Give it to me quickly!”
At Seol Won’s urgent, raised voice, the corners of Chae Ha’s mouth curled upward.
Whatever it took, he was thoroughly satisfied with this situation—she clearly wanted something from him.
“It’s at home.”
“…Home?”
Seol Won’s bewildered eyes widened as she stared at Chae Ha.
She’d naturally assumed he’d brought it with him—clearly, she’d underestimated Kwon Chae Ha.
“Yes. Our home. The house where you and I always slept together.”
His provocatively upturned lips made Seol Won’s cheeks flush helplessly,
because his words carried a double meaning, clearly meant to fluster her on purpose.
Then, as if holding the nonexistent will in his hand, Chae Ha clenched his fingers in the air.
“If you want it, stay by my side for three months.”
“…Three months?”
“That’s right. I have no intention of holding onto someone who doesn’t even remember me for long. Stay with me for three months, and I’ll return it to you intact.”
Staring at his hand suspended in the air, Seol Won bit her lip tightly.
A will from her mother—she’d never even imagined such a thing.
After all, her mother’s condition had deteriorated so suddenly that Seol Won hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye.
That regret had lingered in her heart ever since, as deep guilt and sorrow.
Thus, this was a proposal she simply couldn’t refuse.
Now that she’d learned her mother had left her final words before passing, she couldn’t possibly pretend not to care.
Moreover, beyond the will itself, Woo Joo was growing older—she couldn’t go on living like this forever.
Since it was already revealed that she was alive, it seemed better to wrap things up cleanly with a clear agreement.
Given that they’d never properly ended things five years ago, receiving the will and then divorcing would finally close that chapter.
She even thought that perhaps, just perhaps, she wouldn’t have to keep running and hiding anymore.
Back then, she’d been pregnant with Woo Joo and had to protect herself at all costs.
For her child’s safety, she’d endured heart-wrenching pain and abandoned her final farewell to her mother.
Because if she’d returned, they wouldn’t have left her—or Woo Joo—alone.
Her mother-in-law, who had always seen her as a thorn in her eye, and the woman her mother-in-law had long chosen as her ideal daughter-in-law—
they’d even held her mother’s life hostage just to drive her out.
This time, she could easily guess they’d target Woo Joo instead—but Seol Won wasn’t the same woman she’d been then.
Three months. Short if you thought about it one way, long if another.
Though it would be a lie to say she wasn’t afraid, she wouldn’t let herself be pushed around like before.
She knew better than anyone what those two—the ones who’d driven her to the edge—feared most.
If she revealed the truth about her disappearance, their much-desired remarriage between that woman and Chae Ha would surely fall apart.
Seol Won finally nodded with difficulty.
“…Alright. I’ll do it. But you have to keep your promise.”
“You be the one to keep that promise you just made.”
Watching her stumble blindly into his trap without even knowing what he truly wanted, Chae Ha drew a satisfied curve on his lips.
It didn’t really matter anyway.
The deal was done, and Min Seol Won would return to his side once again.
That was all that mattered to Chae Ha now.
If she wanted to pretend she couldn’t remember, he’d play along—for now.
For the three months he’d given her, he intended to win her heart completely—
the heart of Min Seol Won, who had been his wife, unchanged, from the moment they first met until now.
Perhaps pretending to forget might even be easier for Chae Ha himself,
since the Kwon Chae Ha Min Seol Won knew and the Kwon Chae Ha from now on would be entirely different people.
“Mom, where are we?”
Woo Joo, his naturally large eyes now wide as saucers, looked around curiously.
He’d lived his whole life on a small island.
To him, the mainland was nothing more than the kindergarten he’d reached by ferry—so the scene before him was utterly bewildering.
Feeling a pang in her chest, Seol Won tightly held her child’s tiny hand.
“Well… this is the house where Mom used to live.”
“Wow! So Mom was a princess?”
“A princess?”
“In my storybook, beautiful princesses live in big, fancy castles like this!”
Woo Joo stretched his short arms as wide as he could and pointed toward Chae Ha’s house.
It was understandable—he’d never seen a house this big before, so calling it a castle made sense.
Seol Won herself had thought it was far too large for just two people when she first moved in.
Now, standing here with Woo Joo, about to live together as three—it brought a bitter smile to her lips.
Maybe because this was something she’d never even imagined, it still didn’t quite feel real.
“Woo Joo! Watch out for the grass. There are lots of stones here too.”
Naturally curious, Woo Joo was already hopping around the yard with glee.
As Seol Won called out to caution him, she suddenly realized something important.
There was lots of grass—and many large, round stones…
“…”
That’s right.
This house hadn’t changed at all since the time she’d lived here five years ago.
At first, after their marriage, they’d lived with his parents, but shortly before the three-year contract was set to expire, Chae Ha had abruptly announced they’d move out.
Unlike the main house, which had been decorated entirely to his mother Heo Young Joo’s taste, this mansion was a space Chae Ha had given her the freedom to choose for herself.
But back then, knowing the contract would end soon and aware that Chae Ha preferred extreme simplicity, Seol Won hadn’t altered the interior at all.
The only part she’d touched was the yard—the garden.
‘Why didn’t he change it?’
The Kwon Chae Ha she knew wouldn’t have left his yard looking like a countryside field…
“What are you doing out here instead of going inside?”
“Ah!”
“What’s got you so startled?”
Startled by the deep, resonant voice above her, Seol Won stumbled slightly—
and ended up leaning backward against Chae Ha’s chest behind her.
“Oh… I-I’m sorry.”
“What’s so sorry about leaning on your husband? Where’s Woo Joo?”
“Ah, he said he wanted to look around the backyard…”
Chae Ha’s hands, gently helping her straighten up, felt as warm as her flushed cheeks.
But hearing him so casually say “husband” felt deeply awkward.
“You’re here already—why are you standing out here doing nothing? Leaving the kid outside.”
“…I don’t know the password.”
At Seol Won’s quiet murmur, Chae Ha let out a soft chuckle, a rare warmth breaking through his usually cold expression.
Normally as icy and indifferent as ever, sometimes a genuinely warm smile would briefly appear on his face.
And each time, despite knowing better, Seol Won’s heart would flutter—just like now.
Soon, his red lips parted like petals floating on a cold lake.
“It’s the same. 0524.”
“0524…”
“Yes. Our wedding anniversary.”
“Why…?”
“What?”
“Nothing. Never mind.”
Seol Won swallowed the words rising in her throat and pushed them back down deep inside.
Why hadn’t he changed the garden? Or the password?
She didn’t know what answer he might give—and didn’t even know what answer she herself wanted to hear.
“Woo Joo! Come here. Let’s go inside.”
“Mom, Mom! There are so, so many fun things here!”
“…”
At Seol Won’s call, Woo Joo came running from the backyard,
prompting both adults to burst into silent laughter.
Somehow, his soft, sticky-rice-cake-like cheeks were now smeared with soot.
Thanks to that, the subtle tension between them eased slightly.
The real issue was Woo Joo.
Having lived his whole life on a remote island, suddenly coming all this way and now living under the same roof as a man he’d never seen before—
she’d told him they’d be staying temporarily in Seoul for an important reason, but of course, everything was strange to him.
And though adults might praise Chae Ha as handsome, to a child he looked stern and sharp-featured, his expression utterly unreadable.
Though they’d agreed not to reveal to the boy that they were married, Chae Ha’s attitude remained oddly indifferent.
“Woo Joo…”
Just as Seol Won reached out, worried he might startle the child,
Woo Joo’s hand shot out first—straight toward Chae Ha.
“Mister! Please let Woo Joo see your face properly!”
“…?”
“Woo Joo?”
Though bewildered, Chae Ha obediently knelt down to meet the child’s eye level.
Beaming with excitement, Woo Joo pressed his sooty fingers right onto Chae Ha’s face.
“…!”
Before Seol Won could stop him, it was already done.
Having used Chae Ha’s face as a sketchpad, Woo Joo clapped his blackened palms together in pure delight.
“It suits you perfectly!”
“…What? What did you draw?”
Chae Ha shot Seol Won a desperate, pleading look.
But Seol Won couldn’t speak—she was biting her lips hard to suppress her laughter.
Helpless, Chae Ha fumbled for his phone and checked his reflection in the screen.
“…”
“How is it? From the moment I saw you, I thought you looked just like the giant cat on our island! And now with whiskers, you’re even cooler!”
“Pfft!”
Seol Won finally burst out laughing, unable to hold it in any longer.
Though he’d unwittingly become a cat with drawn-on whiskers, in that moment Chae Ha thought something utterly unrelated:
the bright, radiant smile of Min Seol Won—whom he hadn’t seen in a full five years, and whom he’d believed he’d never see again.
If that smile was the reward, he’d gladly wear not just cat whiskers—but even a cat’s tail.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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