The aunt went out, and mom was in the room.
Daon was thinking of going to the playground for a while.
Well, rather than thinking, it’s more accurate to say that my body moved automatically without me knowing.
Anyway, when I stepped out of the entrance, I immediately ran into two men, and one of them had a very familiar face.
“Uncle Kyle!”
“Hey, where are you going, Dongguri?”
“It’s jjajangmyeon!”
“…Is Mom at home?”
“Yes!”
“But why did you come out?”
Jaeha, lowering his voice, tousled the child’s forehead.
“I’m going to the playground.”
“How about… eating together? Let’s eat and then go.”
“Yeah,” the child nodded.
So, the two sat in the empty and chilly living room of the furniture-less apartment, with a bowl of jjajangmyeon between them.
“Did you have breakfast?”
“Yes.”
“But still, you eat a lot. Uncle doesn’t have much appetite.”
Jaeha put a little on his plate as his share and pushed the big bowl towards Daon.
“No child dislikes this. Except for Uncle, I mean.”
“Why did you order it if you don’t like it?”
Jaeha, looking at the child asking a bold question, burst into laughter.
“That’s why.”
Throughout the night, in an empty house, with the TV muted all the time, they alternately drank beer and whiskey.
Jaeha, who had tried shooting at humans who only talked nonsense with their mouths, couldn’t remember exactly when he moved his body and when he ordered it.
A Chinese restaurant sticker on the old entrance door.
The moment he saw it, he remembered the jjajangmyeon he had eaten on a sunflower hill without realizing it.
Damn whiskey.
He didn’t get drunk easily, and he couldn’t understand what kind of foolish behavior it was.
Still, seeing the child eat so deliciously as if he had been starving for days didn’t make him feel bad.
Why did I unconsciously order Chinese food that I didn’t even like in my lifetime?
“I guess I did it to meet you. Eat slowly.”
Jaeha pretended to divide it into his share but ended up handing the rest over to Daon’s bowl.
Jaeha pretended to divide it into his share but ended up handing the rest over to Daon’s bowl.
Perhaps due to a hangover, my head was throbbing.
“Sir, by the way, why are you here? Did you buy three times as much as Grandma’s house?”
“How did you know? Oh, Dongguri. You’re smart, as expected.”
“Aunt said so, three times. But sir, your house is much better—there’s even a piano.”
“Hey, would you like to learn the piano?”
Yeah, the child, with black sauce on his lips, nodded as he put the noodle into his mouth with chopsticks.
“When you look, he’s really positive and straightforward about everything.”
“……?”
“It means it’s good, excellent. Eat.”
“…….?”
“What is mom doing?”
“Mom is like this with her hands……”
The child, laying down the chopsticks, cutely imitated rubbing his palms and backs of his hands one after another.
“Do you put on makeup? Ah, hand cream?”
Yeah, the child, who wiped his mouth, picked up the chopsticks again and enjoyed the food.
“…….?”
If only you were born.
Would you have been a son, or a daughter?
Ah…
Now, only now, the thoughts that I constantly pushed away by drowning my stomach in alcohol for the past few days came back to me.
Thoughts without answers, pitiful and bitter.
I wish I could lose my mind, but that didn’t happen as I wished.
“Eat slowly, Yoon Daon.”
Jaeha put a piece of pickled radish into the child’s bowl and opened the lid of a water bottle.
Inside the slipper, the white bandage stuck to the sole of the foot caught his eye first.
A dirty and messy drinker…
Eunjo, the store clerk, slowly raised her gaze.
Depending on the other person’s attitude, she thought she might have to call the police right away and narrowed her eyes as much as possible.
“……?”
“……Hello.”
Eunjo, with widened eyes, hugged the child even tighter, rubbing her head slightly, then raised her gaze to the man again.
Standing in front of her was indeed Kwon Jaeha.
“……!”
Disheveled hair, white short-sleeved shirt, gray training pants.
Let’s assume that there is a slightly messy brother to the beautiful Kwon Jaeha eight years ago; this would be exactly how he looks.
“……What are you doing here right now?”
Eunjo’s voice trembled gently.
“Mom, the man bought Grandma’s house three times as much! Now he’s with us…….!”
“This bstard! Crazy bstard! Dckhead! Insane bstard!”
Eunjo, with rolled-up eyes, randomly swung her fists at Jaeha.
Facing him, who didn’t avoid the blows, she hit and scratched his face or chest as she pleased.
“Are you crazy? Are you out of your mind? What do you want from me? What do you need to be satisfied? You’re insane!”
“…I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
“Wrong? What did you do wrong, huh? What did you do wrong? Why do you keep taking everything from me? Why did you make Grandma leave!”
“I’m sorry… Eunjo.”
“Waaaah… Mom, huuuh… this man… waaah…”
The child cried while clinging to Eunjo.
“Daon’s mom, are you okay?”
…!
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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