“It does. Why doesn’t it make sense? If someone doesn’t qualify to be in our house, of course, she should be rejected!”
Aran said with a cold gaze.
“If she doesn’t qualify, it’s not just Yonju. It applies to you and me as well.”
“…”
“You know better than anyone what kind of place this is, don’t you?”
Jinwook’s eyes narrowed. He understood the meaning behind Aran’s words.
He had seen it since he was young. A world that picks up what is useful and discards what is worthless.
A world that rolls on through thorough calculations and profit.
Although he knew it in his head, his heart blocked the way. He warned that if he couldn’t see Yonju forever, the pain he felt now would intensify.
Jinwook straightened his posture again and said,
“Leave. I won’t give up on Yonju, no matter what Mother says.”
“You to the end…!”
Jinwook ignored her words and pressed the intercom button. The secretary responded promptly.
“Since Mother is leaving, escort her.”
[Yes, understood.]Soon, the secretary entered.
“Madam, I will accompany you.”
Aran hesitated for a moment, looking at Jinwook, and reluctantly went outside.
[Sir, we have arrived.]Jinwook opened his tired eyes. Looking out the window, he saw that they were in front of the house.
Although he closed his eyes due to fatigue during the ride, he couldn’t fall asleep. Jinwook hadn’t been sleeping properly for some time now. Days passed with him either unable to fall asleep or waking up shortly after sleeping.
As Jinwook came out after opening the backseat door, a white mid-sized car approached the front of the house.
Squinting in the light, Jinwook looked at the car. The person who came out of the car was someone he knew well.
“Good timing.”
She was none other than Hayoung, Jinwook’s sister.
Different from Jinwook and their father, she became the one in charge when Aran remarried.
While Hayoung frequently contacted and met Aran, she had fewer occasions to meet Jinwook. Especially after Hayoung got married, it became even rarer.
As Hayoung approached, Jinwook signaled the driver. Facing her, he said,
“What’s the matter?”
“Mom called.”
“…”
“I heard about what happened between you and your wife and that you’re still obsessed with finding Ms. Yeonju.”
Ignoring Jinwook’s attempts to communicate, Aran had apparently complained to Hayoung on the phone. It was an unnecessary action. Jinwook, with a tired expression, said,
“If you’re going to nag, just leave. I’ve heard it countless times, even without my sister.”
And he immediately turned back towards the house. As he was about to open the gate and go inside,
“Ms. Yeonju visited our house a few times before.”
Jinwook’s steps halted at the echoing voice in the street. Behind him, Hayoung’s voice continued.
“She treated our kids better than you did, and they loved and followed her, especially the eldest. Since you got married again, it’s been even harder to see her.”
As Hayoung approached him, Jinwook sent the driver away. Facing her, he said,
“What happened?”
“I got a call from Mom.”
“…”
“And I heard about what happened between you and your wife and that you’re still obsessed with finding Ms. Yeonju.”
“Surely it must have been despairing and frightening, but I couldn’t tell anyone. Not even you, my husband.”
There was nowhere to turn to in the most desperate moments.
“Yeonju lived that kind of life. A life where no one could be trusted, and there was nowhere to lean on.”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
