The elderly gentleman Manager Song referred to was President Park. Do Jun briefly glanced at Hae Joo, visible through the window, and then turned back.
Ms. Park Kyung Ae had four additional fraud cases tied to her.
“Why haven’t they caught her yet?”
Apparently, her elder daughter Yura got married and moved to the Philippines with her.
Including the initial fraud case, it had been a few years since the incident occurred.
Either the police had let go, or in the meantime, Kyung Ae had gone into hiding.
“Why would she borrow money she can’t handle.”
It turns out she was borrowing money to pay off debts, and she borrowed more money under the pretense of sending her eldest daughter off to marry.
“She’s lost her mind.”
According to the police, both Park Kyung Ae and Yura are living in the Philippines.
“Tell them to catch her by any means.”
It seems like they’re moving because you filed a lawsuit this time.
“I got it for now.”
The esteemed president Park had told Hae Joo that he tried to sell her off to other creditors. If President Park hadn’t let Hae Joo go, it would have been bleak.
“Do Jun, your kongguksu is ready.”
“Yes.”
He also ordered a buckwheat pancake as a side dish.
The two of them had a late meal, satisfying their hunger.
Around the time when the noodles in the bowl started to disappear, Hae Joo asked a random question.
“Do Jun, can you fight well?”
“Why do you ask all of a sudden?”
“You have scars on your hand and I can see calluses.”
“I used to box.”
“Do you like dangerous sports?”
“I feel like I’ll die if I don’t use my body.”
There was a sense of bones in Do Jun’s bland tone.
When Hae Joo stopped her chopsticks, he lifted up a buckwheat pancake for her.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I find it strange that you thought you were going to die too.”
“My mother passed away early. I grew up under my father, but I always felt empty, so I think I wandered around.”
It was his inner situation she didn’t know.
Hae Joo lightly smiled as she scraped the remaining noodles into her bowl.
“You’re impressive.”
“My brother has been weak since he was born. Then he was diagnosed with blood cancer……”
Do Jun and his brother had completely opposite temperaments.
Yet, they had never fought while growing up.
“If you’re twins with your brother, you must look a lot alike.”
“We did when we were young, but the atmosphere changed a lot as we grew up.”
“Ah!”
“Didn’t you see my brother then?”
The time Do Jun referred to was the day they registered their marriage.
Hae Joo recalled Lee Jun, who was thin and riding in a wheelchair at that time.
“He was wearing a hat, so I couldn’t see his face.”
“Well, his hair probably fell out because of the treatment.”
Lee Jun was like a hometown to Do Jun.
If he were to be reborn, he would want to be Lee Jun’s older brother in his next life.
If he could have stayed by his side until the end……
“Did you like your brother a lot?”
“He was meticulous, not like a man. He always behaved like a mother when I came home from a fight.”
“You liked him, didn’t you?”
“He’s my brother.”
Hae Joo sipped the water in her cup.
She had many thoughts while watching him eat up the remaining food.
‘How much should I believe what President Park said.’
Even if she couldn’t hear Lee Jun’s story, who passed away, Do Jun was right in front of her.
But she couldn’t ask him.
Did you protect me when I was young, she wanted to ask.
The scars carved on his hand might have been his scars of honor.
“Shall we go?”
After coming home, Hae Joo took a shower and applied new medicine to her feet. The phone rang when she was clumsily bandaging it.
“Director Kwak?”
She wasn’t feeling good because of the words Jin Han left yesterday.
Was it really the end of her life as an actress.
Yet, Hae Joo picked up the phone as usual.
“Yes, Director!”
“Hae Joo, can you talk now?”
“Of course. How have you been?”
“Same old. Did something happen with Director Yoo Jin Han?”
“Ah……”
The name she feared came up.
Unknowingly, my anxiety had snowballed.
Hae Joo was a perfect subordinate to Jin Han.
Although she would wait for his judgment, it felt too sad if it ended like this.
“It’s hard to explain the reasons in detail. I’m sorry.”
“I don’t know what went wrong, but let’s resolve it well.”
“What did the director say?”
“The director suggested considering other actors besides Hae Joo.”
“I see.”
“The scenario was written with Hae Joo in mind from the start, and above all, the investor is Representative Park Do Jun.”
“Yes.”
“I’m at a loss in the middle too.”
If I remember the condition that Jin Han brought up when he sent Hae Joo to Do Jun, this problem was simple.
Divorce from Do Jun.
He was pressuring her through the people around him with that sole purpose.
“Hae Joo, you can’t even move to another agency because you still have time left in your contract, right?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know what’s going on, but both of you should give a little.”
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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