He winked playfully, then took the microphone in sync with the host’s cue. After a spiel about a surprise event and exclusive news, he announced an additional actor.
It must be about the conversation a few days ago.
“Writer Choi, can we rewrite the role of Lee Hyeon-jun? We have time.”
“It’s possible, but why?”
“I think Lee Hyeon-jun should be a lead. The character is too good to waste. Actually, I’ve already cast someone for it. Trust me on this.”
“Okay… As you say, senior.”
Lee Hyeon-jun was a character Yeoreum also cared deeply about. Too precious to be a mere supporting role, she agreed. The character, based on a real person, was vibrant and lively. Director Lee had seen its potential.
“Now, breaking his long hiatus, this person has returned. Please welcome him with a big round of applause!”
Yeoreum wished he’d tone down the sales pitch. It’s not the ’90s anymore. She was thinking this when a man walked onto the stage.
The audience’s attention was drawn to him.
Everyone looked at him—from the host on stage, the actors, camera directors, assistant directors, journalists, staff, to the part-time workers crouched at the back door. All eyes were on him.
The focus of attention.
It was Seo Tae-seok.
‘Impossible.’
Yeoreum’s world stopped.
She forgot to breathe as their eyes met.
In the frozen world, Tae-seok walked right into Yeoreum’s heart. She nearly fell backward, but Yoo-young quickly grabbed her hand and whispered.
“Sister, don’t panic. Keep your wits about you.”
The warmth transferred through her palm finally allowed her to breathe. Yeoreum focused desperately on breathing, gripping her sanity.
Tae-seok coldly smiled at Yeoreum, who had no leisure to comprehend the meaning behind his smile.
‘No, no, this is wrong. It can’t be…’
Her brain flickered, and the whole world seemed to vanish. Her heart raced so fast it felt like it would burst.
‘I need to run. But where? How? This is my drama.’
“Seo Tae-seok!”
“It’s a scoop!”
The journalists exploded with camera flashes. Even the staff redirected their attention and immersed themselves in their tasks.
With his mere presence bringing the world to a halt, Seo Tae-seok leisurely took the microphone.
“It’s been a while. I’m Seo Tae-seok.”
His voice was smooth yet powerful. Yeoreum didn’t want to hear it. His voice sliced through her again.
She couldn’t be entangled with him again. She had endured two years after brutally abandoning him, not looking back.
“After a long break, I’ve decided to return. It’s an honor to work with such a great director and actors.”
Tae-seok’s gaze, scanning the audience, stopped at Yeoreum.
“Especially. I have high expectations for Choi Yeoreum, the writer who completed this excellent script.”
The lovers, who once communicated with just a look, now couldn’t read each other’s eyes. Their meaningful glances dispersed into the air.
Yeoreum averted her gaze.
She had thought she might face Seo Tae-seok again, but not like this. She felt utterly trapped.
Grasping the water bottle Yoo-young handed her, she took a sip to avoid collapsing. Her throat prickled.
Was his approach deliberate or just a coincidence?
Closing the bottle cap, she looked at Tae-seok again. He was still looking at her, smiling meaningfully. It was clear his approach was intentional.
‘Why.’
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Questions from journalists came in torrents. Hands were raised, voices shouted, desperate for answers. The host tried to calm the chaos several times. Eventually, questions were taken in order.
Tae-seok responded with ease, but his mind was solely on Yeoreum. The tiny woman at the far end, once his ‘Summer’.
Watching her recognize him, the confusion filling her eyes was amusing.
She had lost her color, probably plotting another escape. But this time, she had no way out. This drama was hers.
“I took a break to recharge.”
He responded casually, holding her gaze firmly. Yeoreum couldn’t face him directly, nor could she look away. Eventually, she almost looked like she would cry.
It was indeed interesting.
‘Hello, Choi Yeoreum. As promised, I’m here.’
“I don’t have other plans at the moment. I’ll focus on filming .”
The press conference finally ended, way past the scheduled time. Everyone exchanged light bows and greetings. The staff bustled around, tidying up.
‘Just get out of here.’
Yeoreum quickly stood up. She couldn’t think of anything else. Then:
“Choi Yeoreum.”
A clear voice halted her.
“…Writer.”
Tae-seok, belatedly adding the title, spoke casually.
“We need to discuss the script. Let’s talk for a moment.”
Looking around, she realized it was impossible for a newbie writer to refuse a renowned actor’s request in a room full of staff, journalists, managers, and directors. Her palms sweated.
Tae-seok passed by Yeoreum, whispering in her ear.
“Follow me.”
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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