As soon as she arrived home, Jungae, who was firmly planted in the kitchen, seemed unusually energetic. Meanwhile, Junghyuk guarded the sofa like a lord.
Observing the situation, Dajeong shot a sly look at the annoying man, seized the opportunity, and brought him into a blind spot.
Then, as if she had something secretive to say, she whispered with a mouth shape, questioning why the man hadn’t gone home and came all the way here.
“Why did Mr. Cha Junghyuk follow and come here instead of going home?”
Upon hearing the matter, his eyes widened significantly.
“I didn’t follow; I came to my house.”
“Why is this Mr. Cha Junghyuk’s house?”
When Dajeong retorted, a sense of betrayal appeared in Junghyuk’s eyes directed at her.
“My house is Yoo Dajeong’s. Why isn’t Yoo Dajeong’s house mine yet? Am I the only one sincere here?”
“Nonsense. Besides, we agreed that you’d only stay for the weekend. Today is Monday.”
Junghyuk made an unsatisfied sound, “Tsk,” expressing his displeasure. Yoo Dajeong remained consistently clear.
No wonder Dajeong was apprehensive. Now that her mother knew everything, the future seemed bleak when thinking about the impending torment.
“Enough with the nonsense. Just go.”
Pointing with her finger at the trunk, which she had left in front of the entrance, Dajeong coldly urged him.
However, the man who had gained trust firmly refused.
“No. My mother-in-law said to eat before leaving.”
“Mother-in-law…! Who’s talking about a mother-in-law?!”
Dajeong, gritting her teeth, nudged him with her foot. At that moment,
“Husband Cha. Where is our Husband Cha? Get ready for dinner, Husband Cha.”
The voice calling ‘Husband Cha’ sounded vividly audible. Dajeong couldn’t believe her eyes as she made an expression of disbelief. The man who had been chuckling loudly shouted,
“Yes! It’s Mother-in-law!”
Embracing the determination to feed the man she wasn’t even married to, Jungae grabbed her sore waist and moved energetically.
When she spread white rice, hearty soup, grilled fish, and various side dishes she had made from the crops grown in the countryside, the dinner table, while not a feast, was quite abundant.
“Let’s eat. Don’t just sit there. Come on, Husband Cha.”
Like magnets turning to the same pole, the plates gathered around him.
“Wait, what does our Husband Cha like?”
“Mom! Who’s Husband Cha?”
Unable to endure it, Dajeong shouted, but Jungae only cast a glance without saying a word. Facing the implicit look that said to shut up, Dajeong truly found herself at a loss for words.
“Oh, where did I hear this? Right, that’s it. Our daughter and grandson like seafood, and what about you?”
Jungae’s eyes sparkled as if she was curious. Responding to the interest, Junghyuk promptly replied.
“I like it too. Seafood.”
“Oh, really?”
Jungae smiled with delight, then rolled up her sleeves. Afterward, she spread the grilled turbot on Junghyuk’s rice, generously covering it with thick pieces of flesh.
“Since you like it, eat a lot.”
“Yes.”
Around that time, Siu, playing with a spoon, looked intently at the two people and quickly offered the spoon to Grandma.
“Oh! Siu also likes seafood!”
“Oh, yes, I forgot.”
After licking her fingers, Jungae spread fish flesh again and put it on Siu’s spoon.
“My puppy also likes seafood a lot.”
“I’ll eat it well!”
Watching her grandson eagerly scoop up the food with a spoon, Jungae’s attention turned to ‘Husband Cha’ again.
“Any food you avoid?”
“No, I eat everything well.”
Dajeong sighed with relief. The man who had lectured for 30 minutes about the omelet rice she made last time seemed to be a different person.
Anyway, whether the answer was satisfying or not, Jungae’s face was full of satisfaction.
“If a son-in-law has a short temper, it’s useless, but you seem to have no faults. That’s how it is.”
“I hear that a lot.”
He was a man consistently far from humility.
“Let’s see. Do you like pickled radish kimchi?”
“I don’t have it, so I can’t eat it.”
“Really? I made some the day before yesterday. Try the taste.”
Jungae took a pinch of pickled radish kimchi and put it on Junghyuk’s rice.
This time too, Junghyuk used a spoon to pick up the rice with pickled radish kimchi and calmly moved his jaw. No matter when, his eating manners were not hasty but neat.
“How is it?”
“Even if one of us dies without knowing it, it tastes good.”
Looking at the shameless face, Dajeong’s expression turned into a bug-chewing one.
It was not unusual for Junghyuk to give such an answer. Surprisingly, he imitated Hong Junho’s way of speaking, but he had no intention of stopping here.
“Again? Is there anything else you like? Just eat today since the side dishes aren’t great, and I’ll make what you like next time.”
Jungae made efforts to find out his preferences and tastes, even without Dajeong’s knowledge. It seemed she couldn’t help being curious about everything regarding ‘Husband Cha.’
Dajeong was dumbfounded by the warm appearance she had never seen in Jungae.
“What’s wrong with ‘not great’? The table will break because it’s so sumptuous.”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
