Once More, Wife (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 7
Let me have Seol Won back….
Taking advantage of Chae Ha’s speechlessness, Secretary Jung sank onto a plain wooden chair beside the floor-to-ceiling window offering an unobstructed view of the skyline.
It was a chair he himself had brought as a retirement gift.
He’d said, “Don’t just stare at paperwork—look up at the sky outside every once in a while.”
“That’s enough now. You know that well yourself, Vice President. If she were alive—if she were truly alive—she would’ve shown up long ago.”
“…….”
“That cursed sea swallowed both my daughter and your young wife. That’s why I’ve come today—to propose we hold a memorial service for them.”
A memorial service…
The phrase felt so foreign and jarring that Chae Ha couldn’t even respond.
A desolate smile settled over Secretary Jung’s face, now noticeably roughened over the past few years.
“Do you know this, Vice President? While she was alive, your young wife personally arranged flowers for my daughter’s death anniversary every year.”
“Flowers… you say?”
Hearing this for the first time, Chae Ha’s senses sharpened unusually.
“Yes. Once, during a quiet conversation, this old fool foolishly brought up my daughter. I complained bitterly, asking why she’d found life so unbearable that she left this world so early. Your wife simply asked me the date of her death anniversary. She said, since she didn’t know the full story, instead of offering shallow comfort, she’d give a small gesture—sending flowers each year on that day. Beautiful flowers, ones that looked just like my daughter.”
“…….”
Truly, that was so like Min Seol Won—so perfectly her.
Chae Ha’s lips couldn’t even twitch—he was speechless with disbelief that he was only learning this now.
“Others criticize you for never once speaking your wife’s name, but I understand well. I know how painfully difficult it is to swallow someone’s name deep into your heart.”
Secretary Jung’s gaze drifted far beyond the window.
“Five years. For a full five years, you never gave up—you sent someone out every single day to search for your young wife. And that wasn’t all. You yourself went to Yangyang’s seaside several times, nearly….”
“…Please stop, Secretary Jung.”
Chae Ha closed his eyes tightly, leaning back against the chair as he murmured in a low voice.
The exhaustion etched into him by those five years was unmistakable.
It was a sorrow invisible to anyone who saw only his outward appearance.
“The place I took my daughter to send her off—your young wife sent flowers there most thoughtfully. Holding on too long won’t let the departed move on to a better place. Let’s choose an auspicious day and hold the memorial service.”
An auspicious day… but where could such a day possibly exist?
What kind of day could possibly be “good” for letting go of his wife—of Min Seol Won?
Yet Chae Ha knew well that his anger was meaningless.
The only target for this rage was Kwon Chae Ha—himself.
“…Alright. I’ll choose a date.”
He no longer wanted to resent her for leaving so abruptly, nor did he wish to cling to the hope that she might return.
If things continued as they were, Kwon Chae Ha would wither away like a dry leaf, losing all vitality.
Or perhaps he’d already lost it—and only an empty shell remained.
“You’ve made the right decision. I’ll consult with the monk—ah, just a moment. A message came from my grandchild.”
A faint, warm smile rose to Secretary Jung’s lips.
Chae Ha thought that perhaps the reason Secretary Jung had managed to keep living after losing his daughter was thanks to the grandchildren his remaining son had given him.
Then what was left for him? What kept him alive?
“Heh heh. The little one, worried I’d feel lonely, kindly sends me photos every day. Seems he went fishing with his dad recently and now spends all day watching fishing channels. Let me see… I might need to get reading glasses just to see these pictures properly.”
As he spoke, Secretary Jung clumsily enlarged the photo with his fingers.
Ordinary, peaceful snapshots scrolled slowly under his fingertips—his grandson holding a remote and smiling, among other quiet moments of daily life.
Chae Ha watched indifferently—until suddenly, Secretary Jung’s finger froze, and his expression hardened instantly.
It was clearly something serious.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s… Vice President. It’s just that…”
“……?”
Bewildered, Chae Ha watched as Secretary Jung handed him his phone.
On the screen was a slightly tilted photo of a TV broadcast.
True to the fishing channel, the background showed a small island’s seaside.
“What’s the matter? Looks like the kid snapped it while watching TV.”
“Here, Vice President. Look right here.”
Secretary Jung urgently pointed to a corner of the photo with his finger.
“This is….”
Chae Ha’s heart dropped heavily the moment he saw what Secretary Jung’s fingertip indicated.
Beyond a fisherman laughing heartily with a large catch in both hands, a woman walked along the dock—her profile unmistakably his wife, Min Seol Won.
Even though it was only her side view, the way she brushed her wind-blown hair to one side revealed her face clearly—it was undoubtedly Min Seol Won.
“Where… where exactly is this place?”
Chae Ha pressed Secretary Jung in a hoarse voice, desperate enough to dive straight into the screen if he could.
“Right away… Please find out exactly where this is—right now!”
“Haah….”
His ragged breathing since earlier had thickened the air inside the car.
Refusing Secretary Jung’s suggestion to bring a driver, Chae Ha took the wheel himself.
Driving as fast as legally possible, he chewed silently on his lip, helpless.
As Secretary Jung had said, over the past five years, he’d scoured every coastline in Gangwon Province.
Nearby islands, of course, hadn’t been spared either.
Yet who would’ve guessed she’d be on the exact opposite side?
“How could this have happened?”
Too many questions swirled in his mind. Why had she, who disappeared off Gangwon’s breakwater, drifted all the way to the West Sea?
And why, if she was perfectly alive, hadn’t she contacted anyone—not even once?
The thought that the woman in the photo might not be Min Seol Won never even crossed his mind.
No man in this world remembered her profile, or the gentle curve of her face when she softly brushed her hair aside with that quiet smile, better than he did.
Fortunately, thanks to driving straight there, Chae Ha arrived at the West Sea coast before sunset.
The few dozen minutes waiting impatiently for the ferry, then riding it across, felt unbearably long.
“The ferry is docking. Please wait a moment until we’ve safely reached the pier… Hey! Sir! Jumping out like that is dangerous!”
He’d left his car on the mainland, not even sparing time to park properly.
There was no way he could calmly wait for the boat to finish docking.
The island he finally stepped onto was even smaller than he’d imagined.
Among the countless islands of the West Sea, this one was especially tiny, home to only a handful of residents.
The few locals visible were mostly elderly fishermen.
Chae Ha slowly steadied his breath and began walking.
She was here, on this island.
That thought alone sent his heartbeat wildly beyond its normal rhythm—but he had to stay calm.
When he found her, when he saw her, he had so many questions to ask.
This wasn’t the time to lose his composure.
“…….”
Just then, as he followed the path taken by returning islanders, an utterly incongruous sight caught his eye.
A flower shop—an establishment that shouldn’t exist on such a tiny island.
His pounding heart now echoed loudly in his ears.
The flower shop’s door stood open, and directly across it stretched a long dock, thick with the scent of the sea.
And then…
“Min Seol Won….”
The name he’d sealed away for so many years finally burst from his lips.
His heart felt as though it might stop entirely.
The woman walking along the dock—she was his wife, Min Seol Won.
Instinctively, his hand shot out toward her before any words could form.
Just as he was about to call out her name—the name he’d swallowed and buried so deeply—
“Mommy!”
A bright, cheerful voice rang out like a flower bud bursting into full bloom.
Pure and innocent, like morning dew.
A little boy, seemingly the voice’s owner, came running toward her and immediately nestled into her arms.
“…….”
Chae Ha’s hand hung frozen in midair, and time itself seemed to stop in that instant.
Only the sharp ache in his chest confirmed his heart still beat.
“Mommy! I came back from Woo Joo Daycare!”
…Mommy.
Those two syllables hurled Chae Ha’s memory back five years—to the day he’d found a maternity notebook deep inside a drawer.
Had he ever felt so bewildered in his life?
And now, again, he faced such utter confusion.
Even though he’d seen it with his own eyes back then, until this very moment, Chae Ha had remained half-disbelieving.
“Of course, there’s no chance of us ever having a child. So please don’t worry about that at all.”
After all, we’re only married by contract.
He’d clearly stated that to her, almost as a declaration.
“Could it have been that night?”
A single winter night—when all rational restraint between them had shattered—flashed through Chae Ha’s mind.
The memory of that night when they’d broken their agreement and spent time together after all.
Whatever had happened then no longer mattered.
Min Seol Won—his wife—stood right before his eyes, alive and smiling.
Holding a sweet-faced little boy with fair skin and round cheeks—clearly her spitting image.
Chae Ha clenched his trembling hands tightly, then finally stepped firmly in front of her.
Seol Won, who’d been crouching and chatting cheerfully with the boy, slowly lifted her gaze at the sudden long shadow falling over her.
Her eyes immediately quivered violently.
“Min Seol Won.”
“…….”
“I’ve finally found you.”
Only the crashing waves against the dock and the evening wind filled the space between them.
But Chae Ha couldn’t bear even a moment of silence with her.
It had already been five years since he last heard her voice.
He desperately wanted those small, red lips to part and call out his name.
“I had no idea you were alive and well like this.”
“…….”
“Why are you living on an island like this? And….”
Chae Ha’s gaze lingered for a long moment on the little boy at her feet.
In that instant, as if to shield the child from his stare, Seol Won quickly stood up, wrapping her arms around him protectively.
Then, her eyes—steady now, as if they’d never wavered—locked firmly onto Chae Ha’s.
At last, she parted her lips, soft as a single petal.
“Who are you?”
“…….”
This reaction was utterly unexpected—even for Chae Ha.
He nearly staggered backward.
Yet she spoke as though his very existence meant nothing to her.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know you.”
But Kwon Chae Ha knew.
Even as she said those words, Min Seol Won’s expression was exactly the same as it had been the very first time they met.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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