Since Jiho got angry and hung up the phone yesterday, she had been uncomfortable the whole time.
Not knowing how the situation would turn out, Yumi, frustrated, just held her phone in her hand.
Not knowing how the situation was unfolding, Yumi, feeling frustrated, only clutched her phone in her hand.
“No, why are you getting angry with me? Meeting your ex-boyfriend is Jiho, not Jeong Isu. If you want to get angry, you should get angry at Isu.”
Yumi, exhaling deeply with frustration, twisted her foot.
It was a painful mistake to talk about Isu in the excitement at the end of the call with Jiho.
If only she had endured a little longer.
Yumi chewed her lower lip.
‘It would have been best if my brother caught us together with my ex-boyfriend. But my brother won’t go that far. If I talked so much, my brother must have been angry. He probably vented his anger on me for no reason. Isu also can’t lie, and if she tells the truth, um… things might get a bit twisted between them.’
Yumi raised the corner of her mouth slightly.
Although it would be difficult for Minjae to waver about being Jiho’s boyfriend, Yumi placed her hopes on the 1% chance with the determination to catch even a straw.
‘Because no one knows people’s hearts. It doesn’t make sense for my brother to like Isu when I see it. So, absurd things can happen.’
It wasn’t comparable to Jiho, but Minjae was undoubtedly a handsome man who stood out everywhere.
Yumi turned on her phone screen.
She found Minjae’s number and pressed the call button.
The phone wasn’t answered, allowing the ringtone to transition to voicemail.
Yumi dialed again.
The same thing happened.
‘Strange. He should know it’s my number, so why isn’t he answering?’
Yumi sent a text to Minjae asking him to contact her and decided to wait and see.
She was curious about what had happened, but Minjae was the only person she could ask.
**
After noon, Isu, who arrived home, put all the clothes worn for the past four days in the washing machine and started it.
She opened all the doors in the house to let in fresh air and cleaned up.
After enduring three days of hardship and discomfort, returning home after a long time, she found it difficult to get up from the sofa, leaning against it with her back.
Nevertheless, her heart felt proud and content.
It wasn’t anything significant, but the thought that she had been of help in a place where it was needed made her feel fulfilled.
Isu listened to the sound of the dryer running and closed her eyes, leaning her head on the sofa.
With the thought of being at home, tension released, and fatigue rushed in.
If she stayed like this, she might fall asleep without realizing it.
She raised her hand, pressed the acupressure point on her temple, stretched her arms like a cat waking up, and then dropped them.
She sat still for a while, and when she heard the bell sound indicating the end of the drying cycle, she got up from her seat.
She organized all the clothes, put them in the wardrobe, and grabbed a simple bag like someone about to embark on a journey.
On her way home, she concluded all the things she had planned in her mind.
Click.
Opening the front door, she stepped out.
It was time to meet Jiho.
**
Isu tightly held the bag in her hand and looked up at the elevator screen.
The red numbers were changing rapidly.
At that speed, Isu was getting closer to Jiho.
As the number increased, Isu’s lip corners gradually lifted.
With the number changing to 55, the elevator smoothly came to a stop.
As the doors opened wide, a beautiful man, like a picture, stood in front, charmingly smiling.
“Isu, come in quickly.”
“Yeah.”
Seeing that, Isu smiled brightly and stepped out.
Jiho lightly hugged Isu, then let go and took the bag in her hand.
“I thought I was going to pass out waiting. If I knew it would be like this, I should have just gone to pick you up.”
While walking to the house entrance, Jiho hugged Isu’s shoulders tightly.
Jiho’s lips touched Isu’s forehead, like marking a point on her forehead, then pulled back.
“Let’s go in.”
Isu went into Jiho’s embrace as if she was being held and entered the house.
After taking off their shoes and going up to the living room, Isu’s body turned backward.
Jiho, who had put down the bag, stretched his arms widely one step ahead.
“Come here.”
His broad chest spread out in front of Isu like a firm wall.
Isu snuggled into Jiho’s arms, wrapping her arms around Jiho’s back.
Pressing her body tightly and tilting her head back, she looked up at Jiho.
“It’s been five days.”
Jiho said affectionately while looking down at Isu.
The fragrance of shampoo wafted strongly from Isu’s hair, snuggled into his chest.
“You saw each other last night. It hasn’t even been 24 hours.”
Even though he purposely came all the way to see her.
Isu responded with a chuckle.
“Not just from outside.”
“Isn’t that seeing? I was so touched yesterday.”
As Jiho’s scent filled the house, Isu felt at ease.
Recalling the memories from yesterday, Isu smiled happily.
“I couldn’t hold you. I thought I was going crazy wanting to hug you for days.”
With strength in his arms, Jiho tightly hugged Isu.
“Ugh, you’re heavy!”
Isu laughed, glancing up.
“Because I like you so much. You won’t know how I felt.”
Jiho gently stroked Isu’s head, nestled in his arms.
With Isu’s face soaked in water, Jiho lovingly looked down at her.
“Why are you so beautiful like this.”
Although they hadn’t been apart for even a day, Jiho couldn’t take his eyes off Isu as if meeting someone after several months.
“Do you like me that much?”
“Yeah. I like you so much it’s killing me.”
Looking at Jiho, who didn’t know what to do with his overwhelming affection, Isu laughed happily.
Jiho lifted Isu lightly and placed her on his instep.
He pulled her waist tightly and, step by step, walked inside.
“Uh, I feel like I’m going to fall.”
As Isu, whose center of gravity leaned backward, raised her hands, Jiho’s neck was tightly wrapped around.
With the shape of a crescent moon, Jiho firmly supported Isu’s back, who had bent backward.
Jiho’s lowered lips met Isu’s lips.
The sensation was sweet and soft like chocolate, flowing into Isu’s open mouth.
As the hot breath entwined and the intensity of the kiss deepened, the body heated up in an instant.
In the moment when the force pushing deeply surged, Jiho lifted Isu’s thighs, causing her waist to arch backward.
Suddenly rising into the air, Isu let out a small scream.
“Oops! What, you scared me.”
Isu wrapped her arms and legs around Jiho’s body and clung tightly.
“Let’s go to the room.”
Jiho smiled broadly and said.
As they walked to the bedroom, the things they had on fell to the floor.
Soon, the bedroom door, about to be filled with intense heat, opened.
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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