“Calm? How can Mom tell me to be calm? Mom was like that. She said there’s no man who would reject his own child unless he’s incompetent! She said if Mom hadn’t given birth to me, Dad wouldn’t have stayed with her till the end! So, in the end, my brother will end up the same way!”
“Hyuna.”
“Oppa approached me knowing who he is. It’s clear he planned the pregnancy deliberately, right? He was so confident about the single mother topic because he believed it. Even entering our kindergarten seems like it wasn’t a coincidence. She might have intentionally approached Mom to get a recommendation letter. It’s not an ordinary fox!”
“Oh Hyuna?”
“I won’t just stand still. Whether I kill or save, I’ll settle it with my own hands!”
“Oh Hyuna!!!”
Finally, the distressed Seonyoung raised her voice sternly.
Snap out of it! If your father catches you like this, you’ll be in big trouble. Do you want to be dragged to the hospital again?”
“Hu… hospital?”
At the mention of the word ‘hospital,’ Hyuna trembled. With a frightened expression, she clung to Seonyoung, pleading for help.
“Uh, Mom! I don’t want to go to the hospital. Dad told me not to go to the hospital. I hate going there more than dying. Huh?”
Seonyoung looked at the pitiful Hyuna and gently stroked her head.
“Don’t worry, our daughter. I won’t let you be dragged to the hospital anymore. Look, I’ve already heard something. I can’t just ignore it. ”
Hyuna, with smeared eyeliner and puffy eyes, opened her eyes wide.
“Hear? What…?”
“Well, Jehyuk’s birth mother. She seems to be alive after all.”
⭐️⭐️⭐️
A peaceful Saturday afternoon.
Around the time they finished a late lunch and DaJeong finished washing the dishes, a puppy in need of a poop caught their eyes.
With bright hair, Siwoo stood by the sink, waiting for Mom’s dishwashing to finish, just like a puppy waiting for its turn to eat. Siwoo was waiting for the promised visit to the playground after eating.
After changing Siwoo into comfortable clothes for activity and returning to the living room, only the motionless Jungae on the sofa was seen.
Jungae looked extremely idle and free. Besides watching TV all day with a back support, there seemed to be nothing else to do.
“Mom, it’s suffocating just staying at home. Let’s go get some fresh air.”
As soon as they stepped out of the entrance, Siwoo ran ahead, looking back at Mom, probably to call the elevator instead of Grandma.
Walking slowly, Jungae, standing in front of the elevator, closed her eyes tightly. She wasn’t aware of it when she was inside the house, but once she came out, she realized the vast emptiness under her feet.
Certainly, being a country person, there was nothing she could do. Jungae found it very difficult to go up and down high-rise buildings.
Even riding the elevator was challenging. Before getting on, dizziness was a given, and when she felt her feet getting cold, her vision blurred, and cold sweat streamed down.
It was bearable for a short while, but it wasn’t easy every time she took the elevator.
“Mom, sit here for a moment.”
Supporting Jungae, who made it to the playground, Dajeong put her on a bench and headed to the swing with Siwoo.
Looking up at the very top of the apartment like a chicken coop, Jungae slowly scanned the wide complex.
It still felt cramped like a chicken coop, but she felt proud that her daughter lived in such a nice place.
While others struggle to find a job right after graduation, get married, and acquire their own home, it’s like grabbing the stars in the sky. Raising a child alone without any help from her parents, and even now, having her child live so well, made her feel proud and worthy, even compared to other people’s children.
The sound of the child’s laughter caught her ears. Turning her gaze towards the source of the sound, she saw her daughter, who was pushing her grandson on the swing.
People say that grandchildren come before children, but seeing her daughter’s figure first, Jungae’s eyes still seemed to capture her daughter. It seems she is not fully ready to become a grandmother.
The memory of the day my daughter was born is vivid. The moment the small baby girl was born and let out her first cry, my heart swelled with emotions, and I cried along with her.
It felt like a ray of light was shining into my bleak life. She was the only hope and the reason for my existence. I wanted to let her enjoy everything I couldn’t do and live a fulfilling life.
She’s that daughter, a daughter for whom I wouldn’t hesitate to give anything. However, when I look back, regrets from the past years flood over me.
Being ignorant and thinking that as long as I didn’t receive criticism from others, it was enough for an uneducated mother like me.
All the choices and decisions I made for my daughter’s sake, in the end, left her with scars that cannot be erased.
I wished only one thing: that she wouldn’t live like me. Perhaps that wish has already come true.
My daughter lived freely without being swayed by anyone, living her life the way she wanted, making choices of her own.
It was a life clearly different from mine, who was not free from the world’s prejudices and always judged by others.
“Grandma! Siwoo went higher on the swing!”
Siwoo made a joyful noise while swinging. As eyes met, Dajeong waved her hand towards Jungae with a big smile.
Yes, this was enough. Seeing my daughter live with such a smile made me incredibly proud and grateful.
“Mom, if you want to lie down, just let me know.”
Dajeong, returning from watching Siwoo ride a seesaw with other kids, spoke. Jungae shook her head.
“No, it’s fine. It’s nice to get some fresh air and watch the neighbors.”
Then, a “clang” sound caught her ears. Instinctively turning her gaze, she saw Siwoo lying on the ground. It seemed like he fell while getting off the seesaw.
Although it was a cushioned floor, Jungae, meeting eyes with Dajeong, felt a bit surprised. For a moment, Dajeong strengthened her toes and said,
“Our Siwoo is fine. Brave children don’t cry.”
Sometimes, to foster independence, she would say things like this, contrary to her feelings. Unable to put on a brave face, Siwoo’s eyes glistened with the threat of tears.
“Huh? I said that boys don’t cry, right? Come on, get up.”
When Dajeong firmly repeated it, a sudden lump fell on her back. “Ah!” she shouted, a scream mixed with pain and embarrassment. The lump turned out to be Jungae’s palm.
“Uh, Mom… why did you hit me?”
“You damn brat. You fell on my child, and what are you saying, you wretch?”
After scrutinizing her daughter’s face with a fierce gaze, Jungae, holding her painful waist, got up with a groan. Then, as if running towards Siwoo with a broom, she took quick steps.
“Oh, my puppy. Why are you crying because it hurts?”
“Haamuniiiiiiing!”
When Grandma responded positively, Siwoo burst into tears.
“Ohnya ohnya, my baby. Grandma loves you―hasing it kindly.”
After being cold, she patted the little one’s bottom, kissed, and suddenly, my baby, my puppy. Even in the midst of feeling like her back was about to tear apart, Dajeong burst into laughter at the sight.
The sunset, resembling a ride above the late summer playground, settled.
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
