“Yes, Minjun.”
Minjun called out to Seoha in a weak voice.
The needle stuck in his little hand seemed to stab Seoha’s heart.
“Why don’t I have a dad?”
Seoha’s eyes shook violently. Minjun had never asked about his father before.
“Why are you curious about that all of a sudden?”
“Just. All other kids have dads, but I only have a fake dad.”
“Fake dad?”
“Yes. Teacher Minseop said he’d be my dad, but he’s not my real dad.”
Minjun, uncharacteristic for a five-year-old, spoke calmly. Seoha tried to make sure Minjun didn’t feel the absence of a father, but it seemed the child still needed one.
“Does everyone have a dad? Not everyone has the same family. Some have dads, some don’t. Would you like to have a dad like other kids?”
Seoha asked, and the child’s sparkling black eyes wavered for a moment before he shook his head.
“I only need Mom and Grandpa.”
Seoha hugged Minjun tightly.
Will there ever come a day when she can tell him the truth?
The image of Taekyung, cold and sharp, came to her mind.
Would he accept this child? Could he give Minjun the same tender gaze he had for his daughter?
Despite considering it a vain hope, Seoha couldn’t let go of that sliver of expectation.
He’s already married, what am I thinking of disrupting his family for?
Seoha once thought of returning to Taekyung, hoping he could protect her, that they couldn’t do anything about the child once he was born.
But the news she heard was a bolt from the blue.
“When I heard that Taekyung and Jin Yuna were engaged, I almost dropped my phone. They even set a date for the wedding. When did Taekyung, who chased after you like crazy, get engaged just a year after breaking up with you?”
Seoha nearly dropped her phone upon hearing the news conveyed by Hyojae, a high school classmate and college peer.
Jin Yuna had incessantly pursued Taekyung even while Seoha was dating him. Yuna was the second daughter of Congressman Jin Cheol-wook and was known as a model student at school.
Despite being a perfect match in terms of external conditions, Taekyung chose Seoha over Yuna.
Seoha sighed softly, reminiscing about those times. She wiped away her tears as she stroked the face of Minjun, who was soundly asleep beside her.
Looking at her son, who still smelled of baby powder, Seoha resolved to erase Taekyung from her heart.
The sight of Taekyung with his daughter had driven a nail into her heart.
Thanks to the IV fluids, Minjun had regained some strength.
“Seoha! Minjun!”
“Dad, did you just get off work?”
“Yes, I came straight here. Is Minjun okay?”
“Grandpa!”
Minjun’s grandfather, Myunghoon, ruffled his hair.
“Oh my puppy, were you very sick?”
“No, I’m all better now.”
Minjun smiled brightly.
A nurse came in and checked Minjun’s temperature with a thermometer.
“Guardian, Minjun’s IV is done, and his fever is down. You can settle the bill and discharge. If his fever returns, please come to the emergency room.”
“Thank you.”
The nurse removed the needle from Minjun’s small hand. Minjun, scared, tightly closed his eyes.
Seoha checked his forehead. The small forehead, once sweaty, had cooled down.
“Minjun, stay with Grandpa at home. I’ll try to get off work early.”
“Okay, Mom. Don’t worry.”
“Just go to work without worrying about Minjun. I’ll take good care of him.”
Myunghoon patted Seoha’s back.
“But Dad, you need to rest too.”
“I took the day off, so don’t worry.”
Seoha bit her lip as she watched Myunghoon lift Minjun. She reluctantly headed to the kindergarten.
Taekyung’s resentment towards Seoha had turned into a longing to be by her side.
He had never forgotten Seoha in the past five years. It was more accurate to say he couldn’t forget her.
Life without Seoha was meaningless for Taekyung. It was a mere cycle of eating, working, and sleeping.
Sometimes he ran to forget everything, fueled by desperation for her, longing for her, anger, and resentment.
Taekyung didn’t care about any rumors surrounding him.
Even if rumors of his engagement with Jin Yuna spread, he saw no reason to correct them or state his position.
If it wasn’t Seoha, it didn’t matter who he married, or if he didn’t marry at all.
Before returning to Seoul, Taekyung wanted to see Seoha’s face just once more.
The yellow minivan shuttled children in and out of the kindergarten. The chirping of the children sounded like birdsong.
Even after the kindergarten gates closed, Seoha didn’t appear.
“Is the child very sick? Is Seoha okay?”
Taekyung felt pathetic for naturally worrying about Seoha. He despised himself for still caring about her after being hurt so deeply.
While Taekyung was loitering around the kindergarten, his phone incessantly rang with urgency.
He didn’t want to answer the company’s call but ended up doing so reluctantly.
“Yes, this is Han Taekyung.”
“Where on earth have you disappeared to! Jungho said he sent you home, but you’re not there! Where are you now!”
Taekyung pulled the phone away from his ear as his high school classmate and co-CEO, Gyuwon, yelled frantically.
“How can you just vanish like this? And what’s with the unauthorized absence from work?”
“Sorry. It’s hurting my ears. Stop yelling.”
“Han Taekyung, really. Do you know or not that the chairman of HY Group is coming this afternoon?”
“Mother?”
Taekyung’s brow furrowed deeply.
Why would his mother, with whom he thought he had severed ties, choose this time to seek him out?
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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