Seo Yeon Ji was wearing a fluttering white dress with a yellow apron.
Her hair, loosely tied in half, fluttered in the soft wind.
Eun Soo stared intently at her.
As if knowing who she was, Seo Yeon Ji paused for a moment before slowly opening her mouth.
“…You are Ms. Oh Eun Soo, right?”
“Yes.”
Eun Soo nodded her head with an expressionless face.
Seo Yeon Ji, with the door still open, pointed inside.
“Would you like to come in?”
“Sure.”
Eun Soo responded briefly. She did not want to reveal her feelings to Seo Yeon Ji.
She wanted to show that she was not affected just like the other person.
Eun Soo didn’t loosen her stern face, implying she didn’t put much significance in meeting her.
As she walked into the flower shop, Seo Yeon Ji who followed turned the sign to ‘CLOSED’ so it could be seen from outside.
Eun Soo did not wait for Seo Yeon Ji’s permission and sat on the chair that caught her eye.
The small round table was cluttered with cut stems and branches. Looking down at them, Eun Soo furrowed her brow lightly.
Even at a cursory glance, Seo Yeon Ji’s skill with flowers was terrible.
It was clear that she couldn’t even properly implement the most basic spiral technique when making a bouquet. The stems should be arranged in one direction, but the bouquet that Seo Yeon Ji had started to make was sloppy.
Seo Yeon Ji was playing house with flowers in Moon Hyuk Joo’s building.
At least that’s how it looked to Eun Soo.
“…I was in the middle of working.”
Perhaps because she saw Eun Soo’s crumpled face, Seo Yeon Ji cleared away the branches, looking embarrassed.
Seo Yeon Ji, who had tidied the table, held two coffee capsules in her hand, as if she was about to make coffee.
“I don’t need coffee.”
“…Then, would you like some water?”
“I’m fine.”
Seo Yeon Ji, who had confidently suggested meeting over the phone first, showed an abundance of caution for some reason.
As if she were the victim.
Seeing that, Eun Soo felt a heat rising within her.
It was a marriage that had been carried out with full knowledge of everything. However, an indescribable anger welled up in her at the sight of Seo Yeon Ji reappearing in this way.
She wanted to question why she had appeared again after leaving with money. But Eun Soo clenched her fist tightly, struggling to control her turbulent emotions.
Eun Soo looked straight at the face of Seo Yeon Ji seated across from her.
Round eyes with double eyelids on white skin, plump lips, and a small frame.
She said she was two years younger than her husband, but due to her petite figure and round impression, Seo Yeon Ji looked much younger.
Perhaps feeling the pressure from Eun Soo’s intense gaze, Seo Yeon Ji briefly lowered her head. Soon, she lifted her head and spoke slowly.
“I wanted to meet you once. To see who the woman living with Hyuk Joo oppa is.”
“…The woman living with him.”
Eun Soo murmured, echoing Seo Yeon Ji’s words.
A bitter laugh that she couldn’t hold back also burst out.
Seo Yeon Ji seemed momentarily flustered at Eun Soo’s reaction, glancing at her as if gauging her mood.
Her gaze on Eun Soo, as if trying to see how she would react and respond, was persistent. So, Eun Soo consistently kept a nonchalant expression.
“Have you ever heard about me from Hyuk Joo oppa?”
“Is that important?”
“Pardon?”
Seo Yeon Ji’s voice trembled at the end, seemingly quite taken aback by Eun Soo’s casual response.
“Miss Seo Yeon Ji.”
“…Yes.”
“You didn’t call me to see my face, did you? Isn’t that right?”
Eun Soo asked, staring at Seo Yeon Ji’s face.
She didn’t respond.
Either she had nothing to say, or she hadn’t expected Eun Soo to react with such indifference.
Perhaps Seo Yeon Ji had underestimated Eun Soo, thinking that she, as the recipient of Moon Hyuk Joo’s love, was in an absolute superior position.
However, Seo Yeon Ji was overlooking something important.
Eun Soo had never received anything like Moon Hyuk Joo’s love from the beginning. So, she had no reason to feel betrayed by her husband.
But then.
Her fingertips numbed to the point of losing sensation.
Just think about mom.
Eun Soo made this resolution.
To endure this situation, Eun Soo thought of the benefits her mother received as the motherinlaw of the successor to the Myeongjin Group.
If she had been an ordinary patient, the medical staff might have already given up on her mother’s chance of recovery and made the final decision. But because her mother was the motherinlaw of Moon Hyuk Joo, the successor to the Myeongjin Group, the medical staff mentioned hope before despair.
It was a performance inevitably staged because of power, despite knowing that words like hope or miracle were unlikely to happen.
While others might think such a performance was futile, Eun Soo was desperate even for that.
“I didn’t marry unaware of Miss Seo Yeon Ji’s existence.”
“….”
“I knew everything, and I’ve heard about what kind of relationship you have with my husband now.”
“What did Hyuk Joo oppa say?”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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