Sanha’s gaze turned to the character bandage on his left hand that Yeoreum had put on. Somehow, it made him smile even more.
Suddenly, all three of their phones rang with a short tone.
Both secretaries checked the group text, their expressions hardening.
「 Appointment: Koo I-seok, Executive Director of Dae-shin Electronics Strategic Planning Office. 」
Sanha also checked the message but seemed unconcerned as he said,
“I-seok is now an executive director. Should we stop by a flower shop on the way?”
“A flower shop at this time?” Choi, the secretary, flared up.
“Aren’t we supposed to congratulate him since my brother has become an executive director?”
“I’m about to explode with frustration and you talk about congratulations? That’s why the employees call you a watered-down executive.”
“What’s that?”
“Everything you do is like watered-down excitement, like watered-down alcohol. That’s what they say.”
Sanha laughed,
“Whoever coined that term really hit the mark.”
“Sir, this is not a laughing matter,” said Choi, the secretary.
“What’s wrong?”
“Aren’t you upset, sir? Don’t you have any ambition?”
“Why bother with ambition, only to get sick from it? I like things the way they are.”
Choi, clearly more frustrated, said,
“This is Dae-shin Group, the top in Korea. Especially you, sir, as the eldest of three siblings, the legitimate heir.”
“What is this, the Joseon era? What legitimate heir?”
“But that’s how it is. Losing the department head position to your twin sister who’s only two years younger, and now losing the strategic office, a direct path to CEO, to your younger brother. You, sir, are just a nominal executive of management support without any real power. They even sent you on a nationwide factory tour to announce this appointment. This is just not right.”
“Wow, now I see Choi, the secretary, had ambitions?”
“Honestly, when they said I’d be the personal secretary of the Dae-shin Group’s heir, how excited do you think I was? My peers were envious, saying I was set for life. But now, they pity me. Even the cafeteria ladies give us extra food because they feel sorry for me and the other senior secretaries.”
Choi sighed heavily, his large frame not fitting the sadness in his voice.
“If you hate it so much, write a resignation letter.”
“Who said that? I mean, we may be goofing around, but we still get paid. But don’t you have any pride, sir? Aren’t you angry at being constantly ignored by your disrespectful twin siblings? If they were my siblings, I definitely wouldn’t stand for it. I’d set them straight.”
“Wow, scary secretary, huh?”
Struggling to regain her composure, Sejin asked, “Doctor, when you say the chances are slim, does that mean there is still some possibility?”
“Oh, that…” the doctor hesitated before responding.
“Is there? Is there a way for him to survive? Please tell me!”
“There is one way, but it’s practically impossible.”
“What is it?” Sejin and Yeoreum asked simultaneously.
“There’s a hospital in the U.S., the Springa Hospital. It’s the world’s leading heart center. Recently, they treated a patient with a case similar to Mr. Jeong Jeong-hyeon and published a clinical paper in a medical journal.”
“How can we get there?” Yeoreum asked urgently.
“You can’t. It’s impossible from the start.”
“Why?”
“Mr. Jeong Jeong-hyeon’s condition is near heart rupture. He can’t board a regular flight. He needs a private jet with special medical equipment to carefully travel to the U.S. Besides, getting a surgery schedule at Springa Hospital, being the best, is impossible. And even if you’re lucky to get one, the surgery alone costs over 3 billion won, and a month of treatment is at least 1.5 billion.”
The doctor looked at the stunned mother and daughter, “I understand your feelings, but it’s impossible. Mr. Jeong Jeong-hyeon probably has about a week left. Please stay by the patient’s side during his last moments.”
He turned away apologetically and walked down the corridor.
Yeoreum tightly gripped her mother’s hand, who seemed to be suffocating.
“There must be a way. There has to be. So, mom, stay strong.”
“Ah, Yeoreum. Mom needs to make a phone call. Can you stay with dad for a bit?”
“Mom?”
Sejin hurried down the corridor.
Worried that she might have a bad idea due to shock, Yeoreum shook her head and approached the ICU again.
She looked at her father through the glass door.
Her father wasn’t someone to leave her mother alone.
And her mother felt the same.
‘I must find a way. I have to.’
Meanwhile, Sejin, having exited the bustling hospital, stood in a quiet area. She took out her phone and found a contact.
「 Director An Seo-joon. 」
After taking a deep breath, Sejin pressed the call button.
―Small madam? Madam, is that you?
The voice on the other end of the phone asked in surprise.
“Yes, it’s me. Kim Sejin.”
―How long has it been? 20 years?
“Yes. You haven’t changed your number, Director.”
―Yes.
“But, Director.”
As Sejin’s voice sank, he asked.
―Has something happened to Mr. Jeong Hyeon?
After swallowing hard, Sejin responded.
―Yes.
There was a moment of silence on his end.
“I’m at Kyungdong Hospital’s ICU. Mr. Jeong Hyeon is in critical condition. Please tell Madam he urgently needs her help.”
―Understood.
He replied simply and ended the call.
Sejin exhaled shakily.
Her hands were trembling.
“Our dad, where are they taking him now?”
Suddenly, medical staff started moving Jeong Hyeon’s bed out of the ICU. Yeoreum asked.
“We’ve received orders to move him to the VIP room immediately.”
“By whom?”
“It’s an order from the hospital director.”
They pushed the bed towards the elevator, and Yeoreum followed, spotting Sejin.
“Mom, they’re moving dad to a VIP room.”
“It’s okay.”
Sejin smiled faintly, gripping Yeoreum’s hand.
They stood side by side next to her husband’s bed as it entered the elevator.
Confused about the situation, Yeoreum noticed her mother’s unusually somber face.
The VIP room was quiet, a stark contrast to the bustling ICU. Jeong Hyeon’s bed was wheeled into a room that looked more like a luxury hotel than a hospital room.
The medical staff were overly courteous and respectful.
“Mom…?” Yeoreum felt bewildered and unfamiliar with the entire situation, in contrast to Sejin, who remained calm.
She just gently rubbed her face against her husband’s, offering a small smile.
Yeoreum too carefully held her father’s hand.
“Looking at him again, our dad is really handsome.”
“Right.”
They both smiled softly.
Suddenly, the door to the room burst open.
An elderly woman entered sharply dressed in a red pantsuit, her short, snow-white cut hair making a striking impression. She wore red high heels and walked with undeniable confidence. Especially her sharp, shining eyes indicated she was no ordinary person.
‘Where have I seen her before…?’ Yeoreum was sure she had seen this woman before, and very familiar at that.
In a flash, Yeoreum exclaimed, “Chairwoman Kang Ju-hwa!”
With that, the woman turned to look at Yeoreum. The dignified woman with white hair was indeed Kang Ju-hwa, the chairwoman of PR Group. As if to prove it, more than a dozen people followed her into the room.
‘Why would the chairwoman of a major conglomerate, only seen on the news, be here?’ Yeoreum briefly wondered, then remembered Kang Ha-eun.
‘Impressive. The chairwoman herself came?’
Yeoreum quickly composed herself. However, Sejin approached the chairwoman and bowed her head in greeting.
“It’s been a long time, Mother.”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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