The Wife Who Ran Away (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
Yeon Joo was walking near her house.
She didn’t even know how many hours she’d already spent walking aimlessly like this. She’d simply been wandering for a long while, following whichever path appeared before her.
Every so often, she’d catch sight of her house ahead, but each time, Yeon Joo turned away.
She didn’t want to go inside. She couldn’t bear entering that dark, silent place—it felt like stepping in would only deepen her pain.
‘Unfortunately, given your current condition, the chances of pregnancy are very low.’
The doctor’s words kept circling in her head.
So… I can’t get pregnant…?
After all that effort… it was all for nothing…?
Yeon Joo shook her head blankly, as if her soul had left her body.
No. That didn’t make sense. This couldn’t be happening.
No matter how rationally she tried to think it through, she couldn’t accept this reality.
Right. I’ll go to another hospital tomorrow.
The doctor must have made a mistake. That doctor must be incompetent.
Denial was her only recourse—if this were truly reality, it would be no different from falling straight into hell.
Just as she kept desperately avoiding reality, only to be overwhelmed again by waves of despair, it happened.
Yeon Joo noticed a sedan parked right in front of her. A sleek, black sedan. The familiar door opened, and out stepped the one person she absolutely didn’t want to see right now.
“…….”
It was Jin Wook. Seeing Yeon Joo, he walked over and asked,
“What are you doing out here instead of going inside?”
Yeon Joo answered without meeting his eyes.
“…Oh. I just went for a little walk.”
“At this hour?”
Only then did Yeon Joo realize how late it had become.
Of course she looked strange, wandering the streets in her day clothes at this hour. Not wanting him to grow any more suspicious, Yeon Joo quickly started walking and said,
“I’m going inside now.”
Yeon Joo entered the house together with Jin Wook.
As soon as they came in, Jin Wook headed straight to the dressing room, while Yeon Joo went toward the kitchen.
She put tea leaves into the teapot and poured in hot water. From the dressing room, she heard Jin Wook taking off his coat.
Normally, Yeon Joo would also change clothes in the dressing room when she came home, but today she waited until Jin Wook left—she simply didn’t want to share the same space with him any longer than necessary.
While the tea was brewing, Jin Wook emerged from the dressing room, now wearing only a bathrobe that reached his knees. He seemed about to head to the bathroom, but instead, he walked toward the dining room.
“What kind of tea is that?”
He nodded toward the teapot.
“Peppermint.”
“Pour me a cup too.”
With that, Jin Wook sat down at the dining table.
She really didn’t want to face him right now…
Hiding her troubled emotions, Yeon Joo quietly poured the tea. The cool, minty scent gently filled the dining room.
She placed the teacup in front of him. Jin Wook took a slow sip, then quietly tossed out a remark toward Yeon Joo.
“From what I looked into, IVF turns out to be more complicated than I thought.”
It was the first time he’d brought up IVF on his own. Yeon Joo looked at him, her eyes slightly widened in surprise.
Setting down his cup, he added,
“They say the ovulation-inducing injections can have side effects too.”
Yesterday morning, when they’d first discussed IVF, he’d seemed utterly uninterested—but apparently, he’d done some research on his own.
With a suddenly serious expression, Jin Wook spoke again.
“Didn’t they say both of us were perfectly fine during our last tests? Now that I think about it, if we’re both healthy, is there really any need to go through IVF?”
Nearly a year into trying to conceive, they’d both undergone fertility tests at an infertility clinic. Back then, the results had confirmed that neither of them had any issues with natural conception.
Unaware that circumstances had changed since then, he told Yeon Joo,
“I think IVF should only be considered as a last resort when all else fails.”
“…….”
“What do you think?”
The doctor had said implantation would be difficult—that even IVF might not work.
How could she possibly tell him she didn’t even have that last resort?
Jin Wook’s deep eyes stared at her. Cold sweat gathered in her palms.
“…I…”
Just as her mind went completely blank, unsure of what to say—
“Rrrrrr, Rrrrr.”
Jin Wook’s phone rang. After glancing at the caller, he let out a tired sigh and brought the phone to his ear.
“Yes, Grandfather.”
It was a call from Hong Seok. Since they weren’t far apart, Yeon Joo could vaguely hear Hong Seok’s voice throughout the call. Though she couldn’t make out the words, his tone sounded rather agitated.
After a call that lasted about five minutes, Jin Wook set down his phone with a troubled expression. Noticing his mood, Yeon Joo met his eyes with quiet curiosity.
Jin Wook said, his voice weary,
“Grandfather apparently went to that fortune-teller again.”
He was referring to the shaman’s place Hong Seok visited every month without fail. Hong Seok’s blind faith in the shaman’s predictions had started right after his son’s death.
A month before the death of his only son—who was Jin Wook’s father—the shaman had warned Hong Seok that great misfortune would soon befall someone in the family.
Hong Seok had deeply regretted not heeding that warning back then, and now he followed the shaman’s words unquestioningly.
“What did Grandfather say?”
Yeon Joo asked, and Jin Wook replied listlessly,
“He said some ominous energy is about to enter our household and told me to be careful.”
“…Ominous energy?”
“I don’t know. Probably just some nonsense the fortune-teller blurted out.”
Yeon Joo’s eyes trembled slightly.
She feared that “ominous energy” might refer to her own situation.
“He even warned that this misfortune could ruin the whole family. He’s completely lost his mind.”
“…….”
“Is this what happens when you get old? I just can’t understand how he can fully believe such baseless claims.”
Shaking his head in disbelief, Jin Wook lifted his teacup to his lips.
Then, suddenly, his gaze fell on Yeon Joo’s fingertips. Her hand, holding the teapot, trembled ever so slightly—enough to make the water inside sway.
Jin Wook set his cup down and looked directly at her.
“What’s wrong?”
Startled, Yeon Joo asked in return,
“…What do you mean?”
His eyes searched her face.
“You look pale.”
Her face wasn’t just pale—it looked frightened.
“Did something happen?”
Jin Wook stared at her intently. Under his gaze, Yeon Joo’s eyes darted nervously.
‘I went to the hospital today…’
Her dry lips parted, but no sound came out.
‘They said I can’t have a baby.’
The words echoed only inside her chest, too painful to speak aloud.
How would Jin Wook react if he knew she couldn’t bear a child?
What about Ae Ran and Hong Seok? And Kyeong Ok?
Just imagining it made her blood run cold.
She couldn’t bear to even think for a second how their expressions might change.
‘Useless woman.’
Kyeong Ok’s constant words to her and her mother echoed in her mind.
If I can’t have a child, I’ll become worthless in this household.
Unneeded by anyone.
Then… what will become of me?
What about my mother?
Yeon Joo’s face turned deathly pale, cold sweat breaking out across her skin.
She bit down hard on her trembling lips, lowered her gaze, and told Jin Wook,
“No. Nothing’s wrong.”
“…….”
“I’m tired… I’ll go upstairs first.”
Yeon Joo stood up and headed to the second floor.
She felt his eyes on her back but pretended not to notice as she entered her room.
Yeon Joo stared straight ahead, her face tense and rigid.
Sitting across from her was a female doctor wearing horn-rimmed glasses. The doctor’s expression was just as grim as Yeon Joo’s.
It had been three days since she’d started visiting renowned obstetrics clinics and infertility centers, desperately hoping to find some glimmer of hope. Yet every place gave her the same answer, as if they’d rehearsed it together.
“To be honest, I think it’ll be very difficult.”
“…….”
“I’m truly sorry to have to tell you this.”
The doctor finished with a sympathetic look, and Yeon Joo simply bowed her head as if she’d expected it all along.
With each passing hour, her hope faded, turning into nothing but bubbles on water.
She no longer had the strength to despair or even question why.
After all, demanding answers—asking why this was happening to her or what she should do—would only yield silence.
She was realizing for the first time just how powerless a person could become once they had no choice but to accept reality.
It felt as if everything inside her had drained away, leaving behind only an empty shell.
“…….”
Seeing Yeon Joo’s dazed expression, the doctor offered a gentle suggestion.
“But you’re still young. Maybe you should try everything you possibly can?”
Up until now, doctors had shown her scans and explained in detail why it was nearly impossible—then wrapped that hopeless prospect in hollow, polished words. None of it resonated with Yeon Joo anymore.
Listlessly, she slowly rose from her seat. Without a word, she bowed silently to the doctor and walked out of the consultation room.
At the payment desk, she settled her bill and headed toward the elevator. Her face showed neither sadness nor anger—only a profound, immeasurable emptiness.
[6th floor.]The elevator doors opened, and Yeon Joo stepped inside.
As she stood to one side, the doors reopened on the 5th floor—the obstetrics floor. Through the opening, she saw a slightly pregnant woman and a small child.
“Doyoon, hurry in.”
The mother and child quickly entered and stood beside Yeon Joo.
The child looked up at Yeon Joo and greeted her cheerfully,
“Hello!”
Yeon Joo looked back and replied softly,
“…Yeah. Hello.”
The child looked about five or six, with plump cheeks and fair skin. As Yeon Joo gazed into the child’s bright, dark eyes, she asked,
“How old are you?”
“Five years old.”
The mother quickly corrected the child beside her,
“It’s ‘I’m five years old,’ not just ‘five years old.’”
The child scratched his head sheepishly. Then, after looking at Yeon Joo for a moment, he reached into the bag he was holding and pulled something out, offering it to her.
Yeon Joo looked at what he’d handed her—a bear-shaped gummy candy resting in his tiny, fern-like palm. She asked the child,
“Is this for me?”
The child nodded.
“…Thank you. I’ll eat it well.”
As she took the candy, Yeon Joo stared intently at the child’s face.
His sparkling eyes were lovely, his tiny nose adorable, and even his slightly protruding forehead seemed utterly precious.
Just looking at the child, a sharp ache spread through her chest.
Unnamable emotions surged within her, warming her eyes until they burned.
Noticing her expression, the child tilted his head in confusion. He tugged gently on his mother’s skirt and whispered,
“Mom, that auntie’s crying.”
Yeon Joo bowed her head and buried her face in her hands.
Finally, her tears spilled over, falling endlessly.
“Huhuk…”
She’d wanted just one thing.
She only wanted a child of her own.
Even if it was just one in her whole life,
even if the child was imperfect or not particularly bright,
she only wanted a child of her own.
Was that really such an unreasonable wish?
She wanted to ask the world what she’d done so terribly wrong.
Why…?
Why did it have to be me…?
“Huhuhuk… huhuk…”
Yeon Joo sank to the floor right there.
She wanted to cry out loud, like a child, with no restraint.
Only endless despair wrapped around her body.
She wished she could run away to someplace where no one could find her—and vanish forever.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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His words.. God Damm.. His words would really cost him everything… 😱😱
Oooo… I really want his POV.. What’s on this mind…
JIn wook’ POV… What’s he thinking… He obviously likes her.. Communication