And today.
He left the house without any special gesture, carrying his suitcase, setting a one-month deadline.
Kyung Ae was staying in a wealthy neighborhood in the Philippines.
Of course, it wasn’t her own house.
Struggling financially, she had taken a job as a live-in housemaid for an American family.
“Ah, I’m dying here.”
The lady of the house never saw Kyung Ae idle.
She made her clean all day and burdened her with various chores late into the night.
The pay she received was merely at the level of a local salary, incomparable to what she would earn in Korea.
“It’s killing me, really killing me.”
Late at night, the owners were comfortably watching a movie.
Coincidentally, it was a film featuring Hae Joo, popular even overseas.
They kept marveling at Hae Joo’s mysterious aura.
Meanwhile, Kyung Ae, who had painfully given birth to such a daughter, only finished cleaning the bathroom late at night.
“I’ll go rest now.”
“There’s a lot to do tomorrow, so wake up early.”
With a cold response from the lady of the house, Kyung Ae turned away, sending a silent jeer.
She sneaked into the kitchen, stole a can of beer, and took it to her room.
Kyung Ae’s room had no air conditioning, just an old fan. She opened the beer can and gulped it down in one go.
“Ah, my fate! Why did Yura have to cheat.”
Life with her son-in-law wasn’t easy either.
Though it was tough eating under someone’s watch, at least she lived in a house with air conditioning.
Now, returning to Korea seemed impossible, leaving her in despair.
“Should I have been nicer to Hae Joo?”
Her deceased husband, a genius from a poor family who graduated from a prestigious university, met her at a drinking party called by a friend. A one-night stand led to Yura’s birth.
Only later did she learn about his deep first love.
What irritated her more was that her husband never forgot his first love.
Already prone to jealousy, Kyung Ae often picked fights with her husband.
“My fate…”
Her husband, unprepared for family life, did whatever work he could find.
Knowing Kyung Ae’s extravagant spending, he didn’t hand over financial control, giving her just enough for a month’s expenses. This ate away at her.
Unaware of their situation, neighbors openly gossiped, lamenting her husband’s misfortune.
When she decided to divorce, she discovered she was pregnant with Hae Joo.
The couple, too estranged to reconcile, had to live together again, begrudgingly.
Hae Joo, bearing a striking resemblance to her handsome father, was adored by him from birth, relegating Yura, who was the spitting image of Kyung Ae, to neglect. This led to a fallout with her husband’s family.
After the divorce and her husband’s death, when she brought Hae Joo home, everyone praised her beauty. Kyung Ae found this unbearable.
She treated Hae Joo harshly, as she reminded her of her late husband.
“Should I apologize to Hae Joo now and ask for help?”
Amidst growing concerns, she decided to call Yura. It had been exactly three weeks since she last spoke to Choi Young Sook.
As the call connected, Yura’s feeble voice answered.
[Mdash]Mom, why?“Why does your voice sound so weak?”
[Mdash]I can’t work here anymore.“What are you doing?”
[Mdash]Just working in a greenhouse. It’s too hot, I feel like… I’m going to die.Yura sobbed.
[Mdash]From tomorrow, I have to pick watermelons in the scorching sun.“Hey, run away.”
[Mdash]What?“Run away, I said.”
[Mdash]What if I get caught again?“Go to Hae Joo.”
The English translation of the passage is as follows:
“With whom is she living?”
Frustrated by Kyung Ae’s ignorance, Yura heaved a sigh.
[Mdash]Hae Joo is living with the second son of President Park!“What, why?”
Kyung Ae was taken aback, having never heard such a thing. She frowned and listened closely to Yura’s explanation.
[Mdash]Remember Hae Joo registered her marriage before.“Yes, with President Park’s eldest son.”
[Mdash]Turns out, the marriage registration was with President Park’s second son.“What?”
[Mdash]There was a big fuss about it in Korea.“That can’t be.”
[Mdash]Didn’t you know, Mom?At that time, Kyung Ae had heard that President Park wanted to hold a soul wedding for his sick son if he died.
She immediately went to President Park, begging him to forgive her debts in return for arranging Hae Joo to be with him.
Initially reluctant, he finally accepted after Kyung Ae insisted on sending Hae Joo away.
After registering the marriage, Hae Joo spent the whole day locked in her room.
Yet, Kyung Ae offered no comfort.
“I thought it was with the eldest son.”
[Mdash]Her agency claimed they’ve been madly in love for three years.“They’re lying.”
[Mdash]But that man publicly announced his love for Hae Joo!“Is there something I don’t know?”
Kyung Ae couldn’t find any connection between President Park’s second son and Hae Joo.
It was clearly a lie, as far as she knew.
“Have you talked to Hae Joo?”
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
