Dajeong turned around without saying a word and headed to the kitchen.
She returned to the living room with a glass of water on a tray, and Seongja, who was sprawled out like she owned the place, took the glass and gulped down the water.
“Excuse me.”
When Dajeong called her, Seongja sharply raised her eyes and slammed the cup onto the table.
“Hey! What’s with that address? Can’t you say something better than that ‘excuse me’ sound?”
“The issue of addressing can be discussed later. First, it would be great if you could leave.”
At Dajeong’s firm voice, Seongja widened her eyes.
“Oh, look at this girl talking. Are you trying to kick out a helpless granddaughter in the middle of the night?”
Dajeong couldn’t figure out what to say. In the meantime, Seongja lay down on the sofa.
“Oh, I don’t know. I’m a bit tired, so I need to lie down.”
“You can’t just lie down anywhere. Please leave right away.”
Surprised, Dajeong tried to lift her arm, but it was futile. On top of that, the tone she used was outrageous.
“Since I’m not giving up the master bedroom, you can use a pillow and blanket and sleep here. I prefer the floor anyway.”
Seongja gestured broadly, hitting the spacious area with her hands. Dajeong gradually felt her forehead warming.
“This won’t do. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”
“Oh, my. They say a granddaughter came to her grandson’s house because she had nowhere else to go. If our son knew that his mother came to see his face and got kicked out, how much would he be hurt? Oh, my. My fortune.”
Complaining to the empty space with a collapsed face, Seongja cast a fake glance at Dajeong.
“You! If by any chance you don’t want to cause a rift between a mother and her child, don’t even think about complaining to our Junghyuk!”
Feeling helpless, Dajeong just sighed.
“Oh, what are you doing? When a guest comes, you should at least offer some fruit. Is this how you were taught in your house?”
Dajeong, barely holding back her rising anger, turned towards the kitchen. When she returned after a while with sliced apples, the complaints poured out as expected.
“Didn’t you bring anything to drink? I prefer mango sauce. Seasonal apples are delicious, too.”
“I’ll make sure to buy mango sauce next time. What’s with all the talk?”
Dajeong resignedly replied, and it seemed that Seongja took it as a retort because her expression turned bitter.
“Hey, look at her face. She looks like she’s going to eat me. Hey, if the granddaughter says so, oh, I’m sorry, Mother, I didn’t know, I’ll make sure to buy mango sauce tomorrow. What’s with all the talking?”
Dajeong couldn’t hide the deep sigh.
“…”
“Oh my, look at her face. She’s scared, so how could she say anything? In our time, even if the mother-in-law farted, we would run and prepare hot water, saying, ‘Mother, are you okay?’ Where’s a mother-in-law like me? Anyway, these days, the young ones don’t know how to make married life comfortable.”
Sighing and nodding, Seongja pushed the apple plate aside.
“Oh, it tastes bad. Clear this away and order a chicken. Half and half. And ask for a bottle of draft beer.”
“…”.
Dajeong couldn’t think at all. Everything was so sudden, and she felt like she had encountered an unexpected disaster, like a traffic accident or lightning strike.
There’s no such thing as a daughter-in-law.
Dajeong was confused. Something that should never have happened in her life, something she had never even imagined, was unfolding.
The next morning.
Dajeong sighed. In the living room, which had been messed up all night, leftover chicken and beer bottles were scattered, and the TV constantly emitted loud voices.
Dajeong gazed at the figure snoring heavily on the sofa with a stuffy nose.
She closed her eyes tightly, hoping that all of this was just a dream, but she was keenly aware that the unavoidable reality was most vividly felt.
Just then, Siwoo walked out of the room, rubbing his eyes.
“Mom… Did you sleep well?”
“Did Siwoo sleep well?”
Dajeong spoke with a cheerful voice, trying to mask her lack of sleep, and guided the slightly unsteady Siwoo to the bathroom.
Even while wiping Siwoo and washing him until Seongja was still snoring, she did not provide any explanations. Dajeong focused only on wiping her son’s wet hair and body.
“Mom, that aunty, no, grandma… huh?”
Siwoo tilted his head, as if wondering what to call her. It was confusing because she wasn’t exactly young like a mom, but calling her grandma made her not look too old.
“Nobody, Siwoo. You might catch a cold. Put on your clothes quickly.”
Dajeong led Siwoo to the room, wrapped in a towel. After applying lotion and dressing him, the fussy Siwoo became neat and tidy.
After putting on socks and giving him a gentle kiss on his chubby cheek, Dajeong said, “Siwoo, is ‘Good Morning Ryongryongi’ on? Mom will prepare breakfast quickly.”
“Yes!”
Siwoo, who answered confidently, dashed to the living room with a completed look.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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