“Then do you have the right to be my family?”
Yeonju looked at them with a strong gaze and said, “Put your hands on your chest and tell me.”
“…”
“Have you… ever genuinely thought of yourselves as my family?”
They wouldn’t be able to say it.
If they had even a trace of conscience, they would never be able to say that.
Yeonju faced Kyungok and said, “Have you ever treated me kindly even once?”
“…”
“Have you ever felt sorry for me despite constantly pressuring me?”
A cold gaze turned towards Daehan.
“When I was kicked out of the house in the middle of winter, did you ever come running to me?”
Her voice trembled with poignant resentment.
“When I was beaten until I bruised, did you ever stop it?”
Daehan couldn’t say anything and lowered his gaze. Yeonju’s pupils shook violently.
“Real families don’t do that.”
“…”
“If you’re a real family… you don’t leave someone alone until their wounds fester. You don’t tremble and feel sorry for even a small injury; you never let it rot and fester.”
Mi-hyun felt sorry for herself even with a little pain, and on days when she caught a cold, she couldn’t sleep all night.
But when she limped with bruised legs or when she was soaked in rain and had a fever, they didn’t even spare a glance.
A throbbing pain spread in her chest. As she recalled the life she had lived with them, all that remained were scars.
Tears streamed down her trembling eyes. Yeonju asked them, “Even in this situation… do I not have the right to cut ties with you?”
They had done things to Mi-hyun that they shouldn’t have.
When she was lying in the hospital, they rarely visited, and when she left this world, they didn’t even feel sad.
They had no right to remain as family to Yeonju or Mi-hyun.
Facing the speechless Daehan, Yeonju said, “I once considered you my father and tried to respect you.”
“…”
“Whatever happened, you were the person my mom loved.”
Since he was the person Mi-hyun loved, Yeonju also made an effort to love him. Since Mi-hyun said he was her father, she genuinely tried to consider him family.
Looking towards Kyungok, Yeonju said, “You are the same. You are the mother of the person my mom loved… So I tried to understand somehow.”
Eyes filled with sorrow and resentment met the two.
“I’ve tried countless times to understand you and to be loved by you.”
“…”
“But you regarded me as a tool for your benefit, leaving me as a card to discard whenever I became useless.”
Wiping away tears, Yeonju spoke with a determined gaze.
“Even for my mom watching from above, I won’t forgive you.”
“…”
“Now you mean nothing to me. So never contact me again, and don’t pretend to know me.”
Yeonju held up the torn divorce application document.
“Consider there is no agreement, and I’ll prepare for a lawsuit.”
With a cold statement, Yeonju turned away. As she was leaving the house, the front door opened, and it was at that moment.
“Aren’t you staying here?!”
At the piercing shout, Yeonju turned her head. Kyungok was angrily striding across the yard, with Daehan following behind, trying to restrain her.
Ignoring them, Yeonju turned her body back outside the front door. At that moment, Kyungok grabbed Yeonju’s hair forcefully.
“You worthless brat!”
Kyungok, despite her age, had considerable strength. Gripping Yeonju’s hair with both hands, Kyungok pulled, causing Yeonju to stagger and twist.
“Mother! Please calm down.”
“Let go of this!”
When Kyungok was enraged like a fire, no one could stop her. Despite Daehan’s efforts to restrain her, Kyungok tightened her grip on Yeonju’s hair, shouting louder.
“Just because you got married into a great family, do you think we’ll just leave you alone as you please?!”
“!”
“If it weren’t for us, you wouldn’t have had anything visible even after getting married into that household! Your mother would have left this world long ago without our help!”
Despite using all her strength to escape, Kyungok pulled Yeonju’s hair more violently.
“Do you know how much your mother’s hospital bills cost?”
She shouted with a fierce glare.
“You take everything you can get, yet you dare to speak such nonsense?!”
At that moment, someone grabbed Kyungok’s wrist. Simultaneously, Yeonju’s hair was released from her grip.
“What are you doing right now?”
In a deep voice, Yeonju lifted her head. In front of her stood Jinwook, holding onto Kyungok’s wrist.
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
