Kim Jeong-im and Kim Jeong-suk found themselves side by side in the hospital room.
For several days, Kim Jeong-suk had been crying, and her eyes were swollen. Kim Jeong-im’s complexion was also dark. When the two met in front of the room, they shook hands.
“Madam, how great is your sorrow?”
Kim Jeong-im spoke first. Kim Jeong-suk forced a faint smile, tilting her head.
“No, it’s not. The children must be more grieving.”
Jeong-suk pointed to the room with her eyes. Shadows and sighs covered the faces of the two mothers.
Pregnancy. Both households were expecting their first child. There was no inclination like this in the family background.
In a normal situation, they might have exchanged teasing jokes and playful congratulations. They would have joked about how it was too hasty before marriage to have a baby anytime.
However, in the urgent situation, even trivial jokes were frightening. The two mothers only wished earnestly for the health of the baby and Yeoreum.
“I’m worried that Yeoreum is emotionally fragile.”
But soon after entering the hospital room, the two mothers had to change their thoughts. Somehow, Yeoreum seemed more determined than usual. Besides lying down with great effort, she seemed stronger than ever.
“Thank you for your concern. But I will protect the baby.”
She casually replied that a broken arm was nothing as long as the bones were mended. She only thought about the baby.
Yeoreum received obstetrician and gynecologist consultations twice a day, morning and afternoon, and took a rest in bed after receiving prescriptions for preventing miscarriage and cervical dilation.
Days of silent and tedious waiting continued. One day, two days, three days…
In a world where medicine had advanced, and the latest treatments poured out, there was no way to prevent the collapsing baby house. Only the patience and efforts of the mother holding the baby could do it all.
Kim Jeong-im came whenever she could to check on Yeoreum’s condition, and Kim Jeong-suk also brought her belongings and guarded the hospital room.
Taeseok and Jeong-suk took turns taking care of Yeoreum. The efforts of everyone were answered as the baby’s condition gradually improved.
Ten days passed.
“The baby’s house is almost within the normal range now. The bleeding has stopped, and the bleeding has been absorbed. It’s growing well according to the weeks. You can start preparing for discharge.”
The chief physician, who was looking at the ultrasound, smiled and said.
“We prayed a lot, Choi Yeoreum. Professor Kim is a senior I admire. So this baby is like my grandson.”
Because the mother did not give up, the baby could also hold its place. It must have been a boring and tough time, but they endured it well, and it was impressive.
“We knew our baby would pull through.”
Taeseok kissed Yeoreum’s forehead with joy.
Jeong-suk smiled contentedly as she watched the two of them. Over the past week, while guarding the hospital room, she unintentionally observed her potential son-in-law. It was enough time to see how much he loved her daughter.
“It’s fortunate.”
It was fortunate that the baby improved, and it was fortunate that her daughter was loved. There was nothing more to ask for.
“That’s right. Thank goodness. Our son-in-law seems to have captured the hearts of many people.”
Kim Jeong-im also regained her smile after ten days.
When the two left the room for a moment, Yeoreum grabbed Taeseok’s hand and spoke.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah, speak. I love you.”
Yeoreum smiled slightly. But soon, the smile disappeared, and her face became serious.
“…I want to know about my accident. Was it a traffic accident, just a coincidence?”
Yeoreum had overheard a suspicious conversation between Moon Sung-hoon and K in front of the hospital room a few days ago. Because it was late at night, the voices were louder than she expected, and phrases like “won’t let it go,” “Ji Hyeon-jeong,” “plot,” and such words caught her ears.
Afterward, she pondered the accident. There was not much to remember, but one thing was certain: it wasn’t a place where a significant accident would occur. The section where Yeoreum drove was wide, quiet, and had no downhill slope.
After contemplating for a few days, she finally had the courage to ask after the baby stabilized.
Taeseok’s eyebrows twitched. After a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth.
“No. It wasn’t a coincidence.”
“Ji Hyeon-jeong?”
“Yeah.”
Yeoreum’s expression turned cold.
She regretted going to jail. She felt somewhat sorry and a little pitiful. However, instead of reflecting, she harmed herself. In the end, her actions almost killed the baby.
Yeoreum had no more patience to endure. The moment she became a mother, she couldn’t compromise with anything that threatened the safety of the baby. To Yeoreum, Ji Hyeon-jeong was nothing short of a murderer.
Her grip on Taeseok’s hand tightened.
Thinking about the blood flowing down the collapsed baby house still made her heart ache. Although it had improved a lot now, that moment was a lifelong scar.
“Oppa, revenge on that woman for me.”
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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