He was right. She had come out hastily, thinking it would be just for a moment. Yeon Woo wiggled her toes inside her thin pink slippers, which were getting colder. He chuckled softly.
“Shall we go up?”
“Huh?”
“Is that not okay? I’d like some ramen, like last time.”
This man! So cunningly alluring.
She couldn’t believe he was experienced in flirting, but his natural ability to disarm her was astonishing.
Indignant, Yeon Woo looked up to protest against his sleek jawline.
“Where did you learn to say things like that?”
“What?”
“No, just now, about the ramen.”
“Are you asking me where I learned my mother tongue?”
His serious retort left her speechless.
He continued to gaze down intently at Yeon Woo, who was still held in his embrace.
The moment Yeon Woo realized she was facing Jun Hwi, and very closely at that, it was too late.
‘Ah, it’s already too late.’
She had tried so hard to avoid this situation.
Regardless of Yeon Woo’s resignation, a sense of triumph slowly filled the eyes of Jun Hwi, like a predator who had succeeded in its hunt.
“Why have you been hiding your face since earlier?”
“I’m just… embarrassed about how I look right now.”
Jun Hwi scrutinized her, his eyes conveying he couldn’t understand why.
“Women usually lose their confidence when they remove their makeup.”
“Hmm. I see.”
“Anyway, stop looking at me now.”
Even as she said this and covered her mouth with her hands, Jun Hwi’s large, thick hands reached up and pulled hers away.
“Make sure to always wear makeup from now on.”
As Jun Hwi examined Yeon Woo, he nodded and even took the time to carefully adjust the hood she had pulled over her head.
…So direct that he’s admitting she doesn’t look good enough.
‘But why does that feel slightly offensive?’
Just as Yeon Woo was about to flare up, Jun Hwi’s hand reached her cheek faster.
“I’ll be the only one to see Kim Yeon Woo’s bare face.”
He pressed gently on a small dot in the middle of her left cheek, adding,
“Only wash your face when you’re with me.”
“What? What do you mean by[Dash].”
“So. Are we going up? Huh?”
Watching him impatiently nod his head, Yeon Woo regretted not running away with all her might earlier.
She couldn’t let this man into her house today. Absolutely, under no circumstances, whatever happens.
If they go up in this heated state, there’s a 99.9% chance that things will ignite right from the entrance.
And there, the first to greet them would be the recycling trash she hadn’t bothered to sort out yet.
Even if they somehow made it past the entrance, the living room posed another challenge.
Today’s clothes, manga, a laptop, books, cushions, and all sorts of miscellaneous items were strewn about like stepping stones.
And the sofa? A mountain of clothes she had pulled out of the dryer but hadn’t bothered to fold yet.
And what would this tidy man think when he saw the piled-up dishes in the kitchen?
But worse was the remains of the bone soup she had for dinner still on the dining table.
‘How do I explain that I cracked open a pack of soju like some old man and sipped it as my drink?’
Maybe they should just go straight to the bedroom? No. That’s where the biggest problem lay.
Absolutely not something he should see.
With the weather getting warmer, Yeon Woo had hastily removed her arm and leg hair with waxing tape last night.
Of course, she had postponed the cleanup to the weekend. If he saw that next to the bed…
Ah. The thought alone was dizzying.
As Yeon Woo’s unspeakable worries grew, an impatient Jun Hwi gently lifted her chin. His eyes, alluringly downcast, slowly turned towards her.
“No, you can’t!”
Yeon Woo objected, but it was too late. Jun Hwi had already closed the distance between them.
The moment Jun Hwi’s lips were blocked by Yeon Woo’s palm for the second time within minutes, he asked sensitively, still pressing his lips against her hand.
“Why.”
Yeon Woo, realizing her excuses were absurd even to her own ears, cautiously withdrew her hand.
“Because, you know, we’re not yet… not in that kind of relationship?”
“What?”
His eyebrows shot up in surprise.
Yeon Woo sighed inwardly. She decided to be honest.
“I’m just not ready today.”
“Is that so.”
“Yes, that’s what I’m saying.”
The atmosphere turned ambiguous. Yeon Woo sought to change the topic, hoping to appease Jun Hwi.
“How about tomorrow? Shall we meet tomorrow? It’s the weekend, and it’s spring! And, well…”
“A date?”
“Yes! Exactly.”
She realized she had just asked him out on a date. Seeing Jun Hwi’s lips twitch slightly, Yeon Woo felt relieved.
“Will you go on a date with me tom[Dash]”
Her words were cut off by Jun Hwi’s sudden kiss.
The next day promised to be a chaste meeting, so chaste it was almost dry.
Yeon Woo had chosen the Seoul Fortress Park, which offered a panoramic view of Seoul.
The 20-minute uphill walk along the fortress was pleasant in the warm spring breeze, but the company was the issue.
Yeon Woo, fully disguised with a ball cap, sunglasses, and mask, maintained a strict 50 cm distance from Jun Hwi. She feared running into someone from Loan & Yul.
Reaching a scenic spot, they decided to sit on a bench. Expecting Yeon Woo to sit next to him, Jun Hwi was surprised when she quickly chose a bench a seat away.
“If this were an affair, it might be better than this.”
At Jun Hwi’s sharp comment, Yeon Woo, pulling her hat down further, retorted.
“Getting caught by colleagues won’t do us any good, right?”
“Then at least show your face.”
“It’s risky.”
Yeon Woo, understanding that Jun Hwi’s height and looks were unmistakable even in disguise, did her best to conceal herself.
“Wow. But the view here is really amazing, isn’t it?”
She quickly diverted her attention to the scenery below.
The distant mountains, the Han River, the juxtaposition of state-of-the-art buildings and old low-rise houses, and the bustling roads created a uniquely Seoul atmosphere.
Meanwhile, Jun Hwi just fidgeted with his arms crossed in front of his chest, staying silent.
His face was clearly discontent, full of complaints.
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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