Certainly, he once said dismissively, “It’s nothing special,” whenever she asked about the small building. Does my name really need to be engraved on such a small building?
Now, she was frozen, faced with the questions from the volunteers.
“Isn’t this a legend[Dash]no, should I say a fairy tale? What should I call it, Mrs. Park?”
“What’s the difference between a legend and a fairy tale? Isn’t it romance?”
“Whether it’s romance or not, we need to know the man who generously provided the funds, right, Miss Eunjo? Tell us[Dash]we’ve been so curious for so long.”
“Who was it before, that little accountant? Jinyoung! Yeah, Jinyoung said you two are dating. Is that true?”
“Built by a wealthy American? What’s the relationship? They said he’s a rich American.”
Uncertain about what to say, Eunjo hastily covered her mouth with her hand.
The scent emanating from one of the approaching volunteers, a familiar floral fragrance, like a mild fabric softener, turned her insides upside down.
“No, where is it uncomfortable? Your face looks pale…”
“…Uh.”
As Eunjo bent over with nausea, the nun beside her supported her.
“What’s going on here! You said you wanted to volunteer, but you look so weak. Lean on me a little.”
For a moment, Eunjo, who had risen from her seat as a patient, was taken aback by the words heard from behind.
“She’s nauseous. Was she a married woman? Oh, dear, we must have said something unnecessary about romance.”
Apologizing to the nun, Eunjo immediately hailed a taxi.
However, the problem this time was the smell inside the taxi. It was the smell of the driver’s chewing gum!
Twenty-three, the taxi she boarded in New York. The friendly driver. And that chewing gum smell… Her head was spinning, and it felt like the world was spinning.
“…It can’t be.”
“…Please.”
The negative muttering inside the taxi had suddenly turned into a fervent wish.
Sitting in the waiting room of the obstetrics and gynecology department, Eunjo looked at the women passing by. It felt like she was dreaming.
It was as if she had turned back time to that day six years ago when she sat in the hospital waiting room.
The only difference was that now, she fervently and urgently hoped for pregnancy.
Forever protecting and loving each other…
“My child…”
“Miss, we’ve arrived.”
At the secretary’s words, Nana, who had been dozing in the back seat, stretched and yawned.
“Ugh[Dash]annoying.”
Last night, she had a long conversation with a friend in New York[Dash]no, an informant, so she barely slept in the early morning.
The content of the conversation was, of course, about Kwon Jaeha, who had returned to New York.
She had decided to understand and overlook the fact that he was preparing an unusual wedding out of anger. She had resolved to endure even more if it meant taking over Kwon Jaeha.
Anyway, fitting the situation, it was clear that Yoon Eunjo and Kwon Jaeha had broken up.
Nana, who had emptied a bottle of champagne, requested a short nap, but before long, someone shook her shoulder.
In the living room where she had fallen asleep without even removing her eye makeup, she heard absurd words from her father, Wang Deokjin.
“…Where is it?”
“Don’t you know the word ‘in-laws’? It’s about Chairman Cha’s family.”
“…Dad, what are you talking about now? We broke off the marriage! It’s over!!”
“You talk nonsense. Don’t you remember declaring marriage before the wedding? You did, didn’t you?”
“What nonsense is this? Cha Sangyoon is not here! What are you talking about, like an in-law? Where’s mom? Mom!”
In her disheveled state, Nana found her mother, but Wang Deokjin didn’t take his eyes off the newspaper he was reading.
[Your mother went to work. There’s an important meeting. Hey, wake up and hurry! I’m really fed up.]
[…….]
[Just looking at your face makes me sick now.]
[…….]
[All because of one daughter, this is what Wang Deokjin has become.]
Wang Deokjin, who had his tongue tied, remembered the call he received from Kwon Jaeha’s secretary.
Kwon Jaeha, who was planning to return to the United States, said that the last thing he instructed was to restore Nana’s marriage to normal.
The guy who introduced himself as ‘Edward Kang’ was as cold and calculating as Kwon Jaeha. There was no hesitation in threatening the chairman of the DL Group, and it was clear that he was a worse guy than my superior.
“A scandal will soon come out from a small misunderstanding. If the daughter looks decent, the fallen stock prices will soon rise back to normal. Isn’t that right, Chairman?”
“Wear proper clothes! Did you hear what Father said?”
Wang Deokjin shouted behind Nana, who was heading to the second floor.
“When haven’t I been neat?”
Getting out of the car and approaching the front door, Nana flicked her short skirt.
The secretary, who was watching her, pressed the doorbell.
“Oh, what? Was it Cha Sangyoon?”
Having glanced through the modest second-floor house, Nana tilted her head.
“Please come in.”
“Huh?”
[Come in, madam.]The voice that came out through the intercom was quite cold.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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