“You’re trying to take revenge on me because I don’t comply with your wishes, right? Because I don’t yield as you wish, you’re trying every possible way to control me.”
“Unbelievable.”
When Taeseok let out a self-deprecating laugh, Summer flinched.
“Where did that come from?”
Taeseok didn’t answer; he was deeply lost in thought.
Revenge.
Certainly, at first, he approached with a similar intention. However, it had been a long time since the trigger was pulled. No, he was now confused whether there had ever been a trigger in the first place.
‘Maybe from the beginning, I…’
Taeseok’s gaze intensified.
Now he could understand. The moment he heard Summer’s name at the ‘Six Mafia’ gathering, before anger, the emotion that first surfaced was a sense of relief.
‘Really found you now,’ a relieved feeling.
He never wanted to take revenge.
Even if he tried to wrap it in anger, the actions he had taken so far were far from anger.
Having observed every damn facial expression carefully, what anger after putting effort into matching his taste, whether it’s for a cup of coffee or deciding on a lunch menu.
“What part seems strange?”
Summer asked again. The script had now reached the last page.
Putting down the script that made no sense, Taeseok finally looked at Summer.
At this anxious moment, everything appears to him only as revenge in those eyes.
“Everything is strange. From one to ten.”
Taeseok answered crookedly. Then, Summer’s gaze shifted to the script on the table. She must have worked hard for hours without a break. He knew. It was nothing more than being stubbornly diligent.
Her plump lips slightly parted, and a short sigh escaped.
“Did you really read it all properly?”
“No.”
Summer furrowed her brow as she pursed her lower lip. His attitude of not knowing what to do made Taeseok even more annoyed.
He wasn’t the type to overlook unfairness. He wasn’t excessively timid either. Despite considering all these circumstances, why was he enduring all this nonsense? If he knew it was for revenge, he would have just run away.
“Just, it might be better to write down as I call it.”
Even when he intentionally tried to provoke her more, Summer remained unresponsive. She chose to stay silent until her tightly clenched fist turned white.
There might have been pressure from the production company, and ignoring the director’s request might have been impossible. However, even considering all those situations, she was being too authoritarian.
“Write it again.”
Say it like this.
“If it’s difficult, should I call it out for you? Do you want me to just type as is?”
Even if he scratched it like that.
Summer was silently listening. After a long silence, she finally spoke.
“…Yes. Call it out. Then, I’ll write it down as is.”
Ha.
Taeseok let out a breath that sounded like a mocking laugh, relieving the tension. He chuckled slightly, smiling with a hint of bitterness.
“Writer Choi Summer.”
Except for the moment when an eerie atmosphere was forming, it seemed like she vaguely understood why she always adhered to an authoritarian posture. Summer silently endured, silently enduring her revenge.
Her heart was about to explode.
‘Were you doing something like atonement, Choi Summer?’
Knowing that she had done something wrong, she seemed to have decided to endure being a sandbag until the drama ended. Taeseok had no intention of bothering even a single fingertip of hers now.
“It’s a joke. Well written.”
Taeseok, who still couldn’t understand the content of the script, kindly said. Then, he got up and went to the dressing room, bringing out a shopping bag.
“Wear it.”
As Summer became cautious, he added.
“It’s like winter in fall. The temperature has already dropped below 10 degrees.”
Still, when Summer didn’t move, he opened it himself and took out a night-colored coat. It was a luxury coat from Brand D, made of soft cashmere.
“I bought it for you two years ago, found it while cleaning up recently.”
He said again, placing the coat next to Summer.
“Since it would be a waste to throw it away, just wear it.”
“Okay.”
“Wear it.”
In fact, purposely calling her to my house to deliver this message, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
“Get rid of it. Just.”
The only way to persuade the stubbornly author-like Summer was to make a mess with words, raising the misunderstanding of ‘revenge’ again, but there was no other way to put on the coat. He couldn’t force her to wear it against her will. Taeseok swallowed his bitter breath and said,
“I’ll stay overnight to write the script, wear the coat, and go to your place.”
Summer’s eyelashes trembled.
“If you catch a cold due to poor stamina, it can cause a hitch in the script, which could affect the overall condition of the drama. So, just wear it, Writer Choi Summer.”
“……. ”
“Wear it. Bounce off reasonably.”
With a few more threatening words, Taeseok succeeded in getting Summer into the car. It was daunting to figure out where to start unraveling the deeply rooted misunderstanding, but for now, he decided to focus on today’s plan.
Giving her clothes. Finding out her home.
Taeseok’s quiet car drove along a long road without a single noise. Summer’s house was closer than he thought. It was a distance that could be reached in about 30 minutes. Moreover, unfortunately, there were no cars late at night, so he arrived much earlier than expected.
“Thank you.”
Summer quickly said goodbye and tried to get out, but Taeseok said one more thing.
“Make sure to take the coat.”
“Yes.”
“The script.”
“It’s still on the table.”
He had no excuse to keep her any longer. He had already detained her throughout the day with various reasons.
“Go inside. Oh, and.”
Suddenly, a thought crossed Taeseok’s mind, and he hastily added,
“The woman you saw that day. We have no relationship, so don’t misunderstand.”
Summer turned around casually. Seemingly pondering the intention of the words for a moment, she finally got out of the car without saying anything.
After dropping off Summer and taking a drive along the Han River, it was already 2 AM. Taeseok, exhausted more mentally than physically, lay on the bed in a mess, touching his forehead.
Morning shoot at 6 AM. Although it was a schedule with only two hours of sleep, he couldn’t fall asleep. Even after taking a drive, the stifling feeling did not dissipate but only piled up more deeply.
I thought I had caught all the prey.
As he let out a long sigh, a message arrived. Checking the sender, it was from K. Taeseok immediately sat up.
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.
_____
Please help me, I want to bring you the best possible things.
If you find any chapter or novel with poor translation and editing quality, let me know by commenting directly under that novel or chapter. I will retranslate it as soon as possible.
[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]
