The Bad Husband (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 87

“Hey, it’s not because you’re pretty. Honestly, it wasn’t really about you—I’ve just missed this tea so much. I mean, how can its flavor be so refined and deep? I can’t even bring myself to try any other kind.”

“Same here. Lately I’ve been cutting back on sugar for my diet, so other sweet bean jellies and cookies taste way too sweet for me to eat.”

Realizing she’d overreacted, Young Hee soon calmed down and offered an awkward excuse. But at that sight, Tae Eun’s eyes welled up.

Her guilt was too immense—she’d never once imagined receiving such warmth. Though she’d confidently told Woo Jin not to worry, the truth was, her heart had shrunk to the size of a soybean just before stepping into the drawing room. Yet the moment she entered, this unexpected welcome tightened her throat.

She’d already known Young Hee and Young Sook weren’t cruel people—their usual behavior made that clear enough. They’d simply found her utterly inadequate compared to their accomplished nephew, and that had displeased them. Reflecting now, she fully understood their past actions—she probably would’ve felt the same in their place. Moreover, she suddenly grasped just how deeply their separation and this scandal had wounded not only the couple but also her aunts.

To keep her tears from falling further, Tae Eun clenched her hands tightly and forced herself to speak.

“You must’ve suffered so much emotionally because of me. I’m truly sorry. It’ll never… it’ll never happen again.”

“Well, honestly, it wasn’t entirely painless—but Woo Jin was at fault too.”

“But it wasn’t a real separation, Tae Eun. Do you even realize how serious that is? Ugh, just remembering the day I saw the news still makes me bolt upright in the middle of the night. And that issue you had with…”

The word *infertility* nearly slipped unconsciously from Young Sook’s lips, but Young Hee quickly nudged her with an elbow, signaling her to stop. Apparently, Chairwoman Jung had strictly forbidden mentioning that term.

“Ugh, why bring up such pointless things? I’ve said it once, that’s enough. If Tae Eun hears it twice, she’ll think we’re nagging—let’s just leave it at that.”

Once Young Hee finished speaking, Tae Eun shuffled through the shopping bag she’d prepared and pulled out a neatly wrapped scarf from a small bag, handing it to Young Sook.

“What’s this?”

“A scarf. I know you love scarves, Aunt.”

“Oh my, what brand is it?”

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