After returning to Korea, Yeo-un spent three days alone in her house. Even though Seo Ga-ram and Choi Hyeon had come to visit her a few times, Yeo-un turned them away at the door. She felt sorry for the two who had given up their travels and returned to Korea because of her, but at the moment, she didn’t want to talk to anyone. She just wanted to be alone.
The shock she experienced was so overwhelming that she couldn’t figure out where to start organizing her thoughts. When Yeo-un first arrived at her Korean home, tears flowed as she saw traces of him all over her house—his shoes at the entrance, his clothes, belongings, and even his lingering presence throughout the house.
With her entire life so filled with Seol Ji-oh, she didn’t know what to do.
Yeo-un spent three days without proper meals or sleep. She had pondered countless times about Seol Ji-oh, but as Yeo-un, she couldn’t find a way to handle the situation.
Even though she felt angry and disgusted at Seol Ji-oh for deceiving her, and even though she thought she didn’t want to see him again, tears would still flow when she thought about not seeing him.
Her life without him was unimaginable. His voice, telling her not to leave him, saying that she was the only one for him, and seeing him cry, confessing his mistakes with a pitiful gaze—all of these scenes kept replaying in her mind.
Yet, the same question lingered in her head.
“Can I trust you in the future?”
Can I forget all the lies and love you as if nothing happened?
Will that happen…?
On the fourth day, she had to go out because she had a schedule. After getting ready and stepping outside, Yeo-un’s gaze naturally turned towards the door of the house across the street.
A firmly closed front door. Thinking that Seol Ji-oh might be behind it, Yeo-un felt like sitting down right there.
“Sigh…”
Even taking one step forward felt burdensome. She forced herself to turn her head and take a step, but eventually, tears burst out in front of the elevator.
It hurt too much, to the point where she couldn’t endure it without falling apart.
“Huhu…”
Yeo-un looked at his house with wet eyes. She wondered how he was doing and what state he was in.
I’m struggling like this, how much more are you struggling?
Finding herself worrying about him without even thinking about her own situation, she chuckled at the absurdity.
Yeo-un wiped her tears with both hands and turned her body away. If she kept staring at his house, she might unconsciously open the door and walk in.
As she entered the elevator that had just arrived, Yeo-un suppressed her tears inwardly. She had to act professionally since she was on her way to work.
“Pull yourself together. You can do it…”
When she got into the car, Seo Yoon-ji looked at Yeo-un’s swollen face and exclaimed, “No, Unni, what happened? Half of your face looks different.”
“Oh… I just lost my appetite.”
Trying to maintain as nonchalant an expression as possible, Yeo-un responded to my question by saying that she couldn’t sleep well yesterday and felt tired, closing her eyes.
At that, Seo Yoon-ji didn’t speak any further.
With closed eyes, Yeo-un recalled today’s schedule. She had a photo shoot for an advertisement scheduled, and afterward, she had to attend a meeting for a drama.
She considered it fortunate that her schedule was tightly packed for the next few days. Perhaps, by pretending to be fine, she might actually become fine. She entertained the futile hope that if she kept pretending to be okay, things might genuinely get better.
A week later, Yeo-un headed to the studio with a heavy heart. Today’s agenda was a photo shoot for an F/W season pictorial for the clothing brand.
However, the problem was that the model she had to shoot with was Seol Ji-oh. Just the thought of facing him made Yeo-un sigh heavily from inside the car.
It had been ten days since they last met. Yeo-un was just letting time pass without making any judgments.
Her thoughts remained stagnant. However, the longing for him was accumulating like a snowball.
Even if she wanted to avoid it, it came unexpectedly.
The endless tug-of-war continued between the emotions pulling her towards him and the rationality blocking those emotions.
Whenever she thought about forgiving him because she missed him so much, she remembered him, boldly proposing a contract without batting an eye.
Even the gaze he cast upon her as if he were a stranger.
Thinking about it brought a sense of betrayal, making her painful.
But if she decided to break up with him, the face of him crying, pleading not to leave him, appeared in her mind. His pitiful face as he cried, begging her not to leave, even though he said to leave him.
It was regrettable to have learned about his lonely life when she herself was about to leave him.
Yeo-un couldn’t let him go, couldn’t hold onto him either.
No matter how much she thought about it, she couldn’t find an answer. Delaying her judgment and trying to suppress the longing for him, time was passing.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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