Yeonju got out of the car and looked at the scenery in front of her. She saw a familiar gate and beyond it, a standalone brick house.
“You can leave now. I’ll find my way back when I’m ready.”
After telling the driver who gave her a ride, Yeonju walked towards the house in front of her. Standing in front of the sturdy iron gate, Yeonju stopped walking. Suddenly, she recalled the first time she faced this gate.
“Yeonju, this is the house where you’ll live with Mom and Dad from now on.”
Holding young Yeonju’s hand, Mi-hyun spoke affectionately.
“Now, Dad will be your father.”
The house she had seen with innocent eyes looked elegant and magnificent, like a house from a fairy tale.
So, she thought her life in this house would continue like a fairy tale, with the addition of a new family, believing it would be free of loneliness and filled with laughter.
However, contrary to her expectations, she hadn’t genuinely smiled since entering this house. She always had to live cautiously, keeping an eye on Kyungok and Daehan, striving not to become a useless presence in the house.
After Mi-hyun’s accident, it became a place worse than hell. She endured Kyungok’s oppression every day, sometimes even enduring physical abuse.
Daehan pretended not to notice Yeonju’s suffering, and shortly after Mi-hyun’s accident, he met another woman.
Powerless, Yeonju could do nothing. She endured humiliation and pain, believing that everything would be resolved once Mi-hyun recovered.
There were times, for no apparent reason, when she was driven out by Kyungok in the dead of winter, wandering aimlessly in front of the gate. As the image of her eighteen-year-old self squatting in front of the gate came to mind, Yeonju’s eyes sank.
After taking a long deep breath, Yeonju pressed the doorbell. As if checking Yeonju’s face through the intercom screen, the gate opened promptly.
Yeonju passed through the gate and entered the brick-colored house. As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Daehan and Kyungok waiting for her in the hallway.
They seemed to have been waiting for her, and Kyungok, as if on cue, raised her voice when she saw Yeonju’s face.
“Are you in your right mind?!”
“…”
“Who do you think you are, coming out of that amazing house and acting like you own the place?!”
Kyungok shouted, veins bulging in her neck.
“You’re really lucky. How could you do such a thing unless you’re crazy?! And without saying a word to us!”
Kyungok seemed more angry about Yeonju leaving LMG without a word than her disappearance itself.
Seeing Yeonju, Kyungok, furious, approached her as if she were cornering her.
“Tell us honestly.”
She looked at her with a disdainful gaze and said, “Did you get yourself a man?”
Yeonju remained silent. As if there was no value in responding, she just stared at the woman.
Then Kyungok became even angrier and said, “Even if Chasobang moved on, we can’t. Tell us who that guy is. I need to meet him in person to cut ties for good; I can’t stand it like this.”
“…”
“Spit it out. Tell us who he is and why you left that house without a word!”
A fierce voice echoed loudly. After the reverberations ended, a moment of silence followed.
Yeonju stared at the two without a single movement. She, who hadn’t said a word since coming here, finally spoke.
“You really… haven’t changed at all.”
Yeonju glanced at Kyungok and let out a bitter smile.
“It’s just as I expected… It’s almost laughable.”
The saying that people don’t change turned out to be true. Looking at the two, her determination became even firmer.
Facing them with a composed demeanor, Yeonju said, “The reason I came here today is to cut ties with both of you.”
It was something she had resolved to do since Mi-hyun left the world. No, she had been thinking about it long before that.
From the time Kyungok pressured her for not having a child,
to extorting money from JInwook under the pretext of an investment,
to the tears she shed when Mi-hyun collapsed,
for a very long time… Yeonju thought that they were worse than family.
Yeonju handed a document envelope to Daehan and said, “It’s a divorce application. I’ve filled out my part, so you can fill in the rest, sir.”
“…”
Unlike the speechless Daehan, Yeonju continued calmly.
“If you don’t agree, I’ll file a lawsuit. I hope we can settle it amicably to avoid unnecessary conflict.”
After handing over the envelope, Yeonju turned as if she had finished speaking, but Kyungok grabbed her.
“What…?”
Her wrinkled face twisted.
“Divorce?”
“…”
“Is that something that should come out of your mouth?”
She said with an intimidating expression.
“We took you in when your mom passed away and had nowhere to go, and we even paid your mom’s hospital bills.”
“…”
“We let you live under our family registry without mixing our blood with yours, and you dare to say divorce?”
Kyungok snatched the envelope Daehan was holding.
“What a shameless thing you are.”
She shouted, tearing the envelope apart.
“What right do you have to force this on us?!! How dare you!!”
For a moment, Yeonju’s expression became chilling.
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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