‘Perhaps the child he is holding could have been our child instead of that girl.’
Seoha shook her head fiercely and clenched her teeth. It was better to harbor harsh feelings towards him than to harbor vain hopes.
Suppressed hatred, resentment, longing, and other indescribable emotions swirled inside her.
Seoha considered Minjun solely her child, not theirs.
She couldn’t accept a man who had shared a bed with another woman as her child’s father.
Such a father was unnecessary for the child.
After the performance, the kindergarten children all went home with their parents.
Minjun waited in a corner of the waiting room, reading a picture book while Seoha cleaned up.
Principal Yunhee sat next to Minjun, silently watching the picture book he was reading.
It wasn’t until Minjun had read the picture book twice that Seoha finished cleaning up.
“Everyone worked hard preparing for today’s presentation. We should have a staff dinner, but it’s too late now. Let’s do it tomorrow.”
Yunhee smiled at Minjun, who looked tired and was nodding off.
The kindergarten teachers struggled to push luggage into the school bus.
Minseob, who had brought his own things, loaded them into his car and then picked up Minjun, who fell asleep comfortably in his arms.
“Teacher Kwak, please take Minjun home. I’m worried about Teacher Kim taking Minjun home alone in a taxi at this late hour.”
“Yes, Principal. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of him.”
“Thank you, Teacher Kwak.”
Yunhee nodded with a kind smile.
Chaeun made a fist-pumping ‘fighting’ gesture to Minseob and mouthed the word silently, then quickly walked out of the building with Yunhee.
Minseob’s face turned red. Seoha also awkwardly reached out her hand towards Minseob.
“I’ll hold Minjun. He’s heavy.”
“He’s not heavy. He’s just a five-year-old child. The wind is blowing hard. I’ll bring the car here. It’s cold, so wait inside the building.”
“Thank you, as always.”
“Don’t mention it. It’s all for Minjun.”
Minseob handed the sleeping Minjun to Seoha.
Despite his muscular build, Minseob moved swiftly as he ran outside.
“Brother-in-law, thank you. It’s just my luck that he’s on a business trip to Hong Kong right now.”
“No problem, sister-in-law. It was nice to see Jian too. This little guy has gotten quite heavy.”
Taekyung handed Jian a large bouquet made with chocolate eggs containing toys, a popular treat among kids.
Jian’s mouth dropped open in awe, and she hugged Taekyung’s neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“Mom, can I eat this?”
“Not now. Have a little tomorrow. Eating too much will trigger your atopic dermatitis.”
Jian’s mother frowned in warning, and Jian’s face almost turned into a pout.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know and brought chocolate. Kids love it, but I didn’t consider her condition.”
“It’s gotten much better since we came here. Eating a little is fine. It’s tough to prevent her from having what other kids have.”
Jian’s mother looked at her sympathetically.
“Jinseok said we would go back to Seoul once she’s completely cured. Can’t stay here forever, considering education and all.”
“Health is most important, though.”
“Oh, your company’s coding program is coming to Emil Kindergarten as an after-school specialized program, right?”
“Yes, thanks to the principal’s favorable view. We’re just a startup, so there’s still a lot we lack.”
Taekyung said he just started a startup, but it had already been 5 years since he left HY Group, where he was receiving training as a successor, to start his own company.
It took two years just to develop their product, and for the last three years, he traveled nationwide, knocking on the doors of every renowned kindergarten.
The timing was perfect as coding education was gaining popularity, and Taekyung’s company was growing smoothly.
Some said Taekyung succeeded because he was the second son of the major conglomerate HY, or simply because of luck.
But he worked day and night, all to forget Seoha.
Taekyung smiled bitterly as he recalled the past.
Jian’s mother, oblivious to Taekyung’s thoughts, cheerfully said,
“Aren’t you being too modest? Everyone talks about your Hedgebot program when AI coding education comes up. Jian loves the Hedgebot toy you gave last time.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Let me know if you need anything. I can offer a coding program account. Nothing’s too precious for Jian.”
Taekyung playfully tapped Jian’s nose.
Jian was too preoccupied with the chocolate eggs hidden in the bouquet to pay attention.
“Brother-in-law, you should get married soon. You love kids so much, imagine how much you’ll adore your own.”
“I adore her because she’s Jian.”
Taekyung smiled kindly but inadvertently turned his head and froze.
His face contorted in a complex expression, neither crying nor angry.
It seemed like a whirlwind of emotions swirled inside him, unable to burst out.
Kim Seoha. It was her.
The woman Taekyung had tried so hard to forget over the past five years but couldn’t.
The woman who had disappeared without a trace.
And now, she was standing right in front of him, holding a boy who looked about seven years old, looking at him with affectionate, pained eyes.
She was giving the child the same beautiful gaze she once gave him.
Taekyung’s eyes darkened.
Seeing her, the woman who had plunged him into the depths of despair and made him wallow in the mud, felt like falling back into the darkness he had barely escaped.
Taekyung, forgetting about Jian and Jian’s mother, strode towards her.
He couldn’t tell if this was reality or a dream.
If it were a dream, it was so horrific that he felt he might never be able to sleep again.
Only when he stood in front of her did Taekyung realize that this was a reality more dismal than any nightmare.
He grasped the white and slender wrist he had held hundreds of times, yet always so cautiously for fear of breaking it, fearing it might not be real.
Twisting his lips, he spat out words with a pointed, icy tone.
“Is this where you ran away to?”
“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
Seoha, with her wrist grasped by Taekyung, had her eyes shaking violently, and her voice came out as if it was being wrung out.
Minjun, who had been asleep in Seoha’s arms, woke up and rubbed his eyes. Seeing Minseob approaching from a distance, he shouted loudly.
“Dad!”
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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