Chae-Yoon had never been part of the circle of people Jae-O interacted with.
After understanding the true nature of Jung-Woong and Kyeong-Hee, Jae-O became distrustful of those who approached him warmly. He believed that they were different inside, smiling in front, but harboring unknown thoughts behind his back.
To him, it was clear that people were only pretending to be nice to him because of his wealthy family background and his successful business ventures. He decided to keep everyone at an appropriate distance, giving his heart to no one.
Especially with women, whenever he saw a woman smiling sweetly, Kyeong-Hee’s deceitful face would come to mind, making female presence scarce in Jae-O’s business network, and non-existent in his private life.
Chae-Yoon was the one exception to this pattern of Jae-O’s.
“I always thought you wouldn’t do something you didn’t want to, but you agreed to marry me so readily, and even share a room. That made me curious.”
At that time, Jae-O was convinced that being with Chae-Yoon was far better than any other woman. The simple reason was, “She was the only woman who didn’t annoy me.”
However, after the conversation with Chae-Yoon today, he seemed to understand the exact reason. It was because Kyeong-Hee didn’t cross his mind when he was with her.
‘So, that’s why.’
Perhaps that’s why he felt such a sense of betrayal.
She was the only one who didn’t remind him of Jung-Woong and Kyeong-Hee.
Exceptional in every way.
Perhaps he had trusted her more than he realized.
He thought Chae-Yoon wouldn’t leave him as long as he didn’t let go.
But she said…
“We are seeing each other, yes.”
“Prepare the divorce papers as soon as possible.”
Her pale face, shooting those words at him, haunted his thoughts.
His brows furrowed deeply. Surprised at how much he had tr
Jae-O’s eyes narrowed as he began to gauge Chae-Yoon’s feelings. His long index finger rhythmically tapped on the table.
Tap, tap, tap.
The fingers stopped abruptly as his thoughts flowed. Although it was difficult to discern the complexity of his own feelings, finding out the reason for Chae-Yoon’s lie was simple: having a conversation with her.
Deciding on this, Jae-O lit up his phone screen, staring persistently at Chae-Yoon’s name.
[Star Icon]After crying in front of Ji-Pil and stepping outside, Chae-Yoon was calming her flushed face, tinged with tears, in the cold breeze. She had thought that speaking of divorce and admitting her relationship with Hyun-Min would lose not only Jae-O but also Ji-Pil. However, Ji-Pil’s supportive response, despite her expectations, had somewhat soothed the pain caused by Jae-O.
In front of Ji-Pil, words she couldn’t say in front of Jae-O came out effortlessly.
“I… still like you, Oppa.”
“[…….]”
“But, even after three years, I’m just a known sister to you, so I think it’s time to stop.”
Upon revealing her true reason for wanting to divorce Jae-O, Ji-Pil nodded, understanding her feelings.
“Yes, I understand. Now stop crying, okay?”
Remembering her last conversation with Ji-Pil, Chae-Yoon took a deep breath. Now, only the divorce remained.
‘Think positively.’
She might not see Jae-O anymore, but at least she could occasionally contact Ji-Pil. Comforting her aching heart with this thought, Chae-Yoon checked the time. Almost the end of lunchtime, she got up, not feeling hungry due to stress.
‘Oppa must have eaten, right? It’s not good to skip meals.’
Surprised by her own thoughts, Chae-Yoon stopped in her tracks.
“Ah…….”
A sigh of self-deprecation softly escaped her full lips. Had she not yet sorted out her feelings?
Why bother about a man who wouldn’t even consider her words?
Just then, her phone vibrated longly.
「Jae-O Oppa」
Seeing Jae-O’s name, Chae-Yoon’s expression hardened. She thought Ji-Pil’s consolation had settled her mind, but his name alone brought back the pain of being ignored.
Recalling Jae-O, who had dismissed her without a word, Chae-Yoon bit her lip. It didn’t seem right to answer the call now. She didn’t want to hear his voice and wasn’t sure what she might end up saying to him.
Staring at Jae-O’s name on the screen, she eventually slipped the phone back into her pocket.
[Dash]The call cannot be connected…Hearing the automated message that Chae-Yoon didn’t answer, Jae-O’s brows twitched in annoyance.
He tried calling again, but Chae-Yoon did not respond.
“Why isn’t she picking up?”
As Jae-O was about to call again, a knock sounded. Entering was Woo-Jong, who had been waiting outside as Jae-O had requested solitude.
Noticing Woo-Jong’s similar posture and unchanged atmosphere to when Chae-Yoon had left, Woo-Jong cautiously said, “Director, it’s time for your meeting.”
Jae-O’s hand, poised to press the call button, hesitated.
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
