Yeori’s eyebrows lightly twitched. Stable condition. If there were no reports of her being fine, does that mean the situation is still dangerous?
“That’s what I said, there won’t be anything to regret.”
Looking at the screen, Yeori tilted her glass again. She tightly grasped the shoulder she had collided with Manager Song earlier in the day.
The form of anxiety that she always harbored in her heart had now manifested itself in reality.
She had thought that if Taejo ever had another woman, she wouldn’t care.
As fate would have it, when Taejo held Se-gyeong, she was nowhere to be found in his eyes. He completely ignored her as if she were a nonexistent person in the same space.
“It would be good if both of them died.”
If Se-gyeong disappeared from Taejo’s side.
Then, wouldn’t he be free from that woman? After all, the reason they were getting married was because of the child in her womb, wasn’t it?
Kkadeuk, Yeori, who had bitten her nails, staggered to her feet. When she overturned the bag thrown on the bed, cosmetics and a phone poured out.
Among them, Yeori picked up a phone with its power off.
After leaving the filming location in the afternoon, calls had been coming from various places. Yeori fumbled with the side of the phone and pressed the power button.
As the phone turned on, messages that she hadn’t checked belatedly flooded in. From CEO Ahn and the manager to magazine editors, and even unfamiliar numbers.
Ignoring all of them, Yeori opened the portal app. When she tried to search for Yoon Se-gyeong’s name, the screen changed, and CEO Ahn’s name came up.
“Really, walking around all wobbly.”
Tsk, irritatingly clicking her tongue, Yeori pressed the call button.
“Why?”
What? Why? Hey, why are you talking like that now? Why do you keep turning off your phone? Because of you, the company is in chaos. Where are you hiding now!
When the call connected, CEO Ahn suddenly shouted. Yeori, who had taken the phone away from her ear, squinted as if it was loud.
“I’m not hiding; I’m taking a break.”
What, I’m really, flabbergasted. So where are you now? Why did you disappear without a word at the filming location? Don’t you know it’s chaotic now because of Yoon Se-gyeong’s accident?
“I know. She’s in the hospital now. There are even rumors that she had a miscarriage.”
I don’t know about a miscarriage. But do you know people are saying it’s because of you?
“Why would it be because of me? What did I do?”
At the accusation, Yeori’s voice became sharp.
An on-site staff posted on an anonymous community. They’re saying you deliberately made Yoon Se-gyeong fall into the water.
“Huh, don’t falsely accuse me. Is there any evidence that I did that?”
You didn’t do it?
At the repeated confirmation, Yeori rolled her eyes.
There weren’t many people at the swimming pool at that time. Most of the staff were away from their seats, having lunch.
Even if someone saw Yoon Se-gyeong and me talking, it would be just a casual conversation. Blaming herself for falling because her body was heavy. Who would try to blame someone else?
“It’s probably the agency releasing someone and using them. Because it’s embarrassing to say she fell into the water herself, they’re trying to latch onto someone. I did talk to Yoon Se-gyeong, but I didn’t make her fall into the water. She fell by herself.”
So, are you saying that you talked to Yoon Se-gyeong, but you didn’t make her fall into the water?
“…….”
Tell the truth. We also need to handle this rumor on our side.
“No. If I did it, ask for evidence. It’s unfair to push it on me like this. Tell the person who wrote the post on the community to apologize. Otherwise, we’ll sue for defamation.”
Yeah. Let’s say we handle that for now. But more importantly, where are you? The magazine is threatening to claim damages for the shoot being suspended because of you. Ugh, let’s at least meet and talk…
“Later. Let’s catch the person who wrote that post first, and then talk again.”
What? Hey, O Yeori…!
Ignoring CEO Ahn’s words, Yeori hung up the phone. She set CEO Ahn’s number to reject calls again and searched for Yoon Se-gyeong’s name.
“…….”
At the top of the news tab, Yeori’s narrowed eyes focused on the most recent article.
As if taken in front of the hospital, a photo of Lady Ma entering the building accompanied an article stating that Se-gyeong’s condition was critical.
Grasses lying down long, swayed with the wind. The thin hem of Se-gyeong’s dress fluttered in the breeze, wrapping around her legs.
She swept her disheveled hair and looked around.
It seemed like a scenery she had seen once before. The grass covering the hill and the large tree above it were the place where she first encountered a baby tiger shaped like a white cotton ball.
Why am I here?
With no one around, she tried to walk towards the tree where she met the baby tiger.
“Meow!”
At that moment, a rustling sound nearby seemed to indicate a white-furred baby tiger sticking its face out of the grass.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
