Startled, Lajin clung to his neck.
“Instead, you sleep here.”
“No, I can’t!”
“Then, let’s sleep together.”
Lajin bit her lower lip.
“If you sleep on the sofa, I feel uncomfortable, and I won’t be able to sleep. If I sleep on the sofa, and you feel uncomfortable, let’s sleep together.”
Underneath his thick eyebrows, his black pupils flashed, suggesting she make a choice.
Knowing well that it wasn’t Lajin who would sleep on the sofa, he threw the words, and the prediction succeeded.
“…Don’t forget the first clause.”
However, at the words that were beyond the prediction, his body relaxed.
Don’t forget the first clause.
[Physical contact will be agreed upon.]Even if angry, he never intended to touch her without her permission.
What kind of existence is he to Lajin?
Has she come to hate me so much that we can’t even lie down side by side anymore?
To escape from the thoughts sinking into a swamp, Jaehun took the blanket she was covering and said, “I’ll sleep on the sofa.”
“Jaehun, sir!”
…Ha. I guess I should be grateful that she doesn’t call me ‘Master.’
When Lajin lay down, the spacious sofa that had been wide enough now felt cramped when Jaehun lay down.
“Jaehun, sir, I’ll sleep there!”
“Trying various methods to relieve insomnia.”
“That’s true, but…”
“Close your eyes.”
“How can I sleep on the bed while you’re there?”
After taking a deep breath as if holding back anger, he stopped for a moment and then spoke softly.
“I’m not in my right mind right now. It would be better if you quickly fell asleep as you are. I don’t know how I’ll behave, so.”
The deeply sunken voice was unsettling, and Lajin couldn’t speak any further.
From his posture lying on his back, she could tell how angry he was.
Still, rather than immediately accepting the proposal that he considered correct, he seemed to be relieved that she had such a reaction.
‘Because of this… I really seem to have feelings for me.’
But Jaehun was a person who, without blinking an eye, denied having met Seoyoung secretly.
This kind of reaction would soon wither away. And he would forget about her.
“…Good night.”
Looking at Jaehun, who didn’t react at all, Lajin quietly covered herself with the blanket and lay down.
Amidst the fragrance deeply embedded in the bedding, she felt dizzy and comfortable.
‘If only I could bottle up this scent. So that I can smell it anytime, even when we’re apart.’
With such thoughts, she closed her eyes.
The next morning, in Jaehun’s study.
Having completed their preparations for work perfectly, the two sat facing each other with the table between them.
“You seem to have had a good sleep.”
“…….,”
“Since the results were quite good, it might be a good idea to try more diverse methods in the future. What do you think?”
Defensively clenching his fist, Jaehun ground his teeth.
“Darn it, why did I fall asleep…!”
Last night, lying on the sofa, his insides were boiling.
He felt uneasy about Lajin’s changed attitude, and confirming her feelings towards him was frightening.
So, according to her suggestion, they slept separately.
But the blanket he covered himself with, imbued with Lajin’s scent, stirred up a desire to embrace her tender and soft body.
I have to endure, I have to endure. He repeated it to himself countless times.
With closed eyes, he counted numbers. Feeling both excitement and calmness at Lajin’s scent, flowing into him like a flower breeze with each breath.
Then, without realizing it, he fell asleep.
Somehow, the fact that Lajin was in the same space provided comfort.
And now, the next day.
Lajin claims that her judgment was correct and suggests trying more diverse approaches.
She is indeed a woman who can be described as cold, harsh, unfeeling, and indifferent.
“Do as you please.”
“Today, I’m thinking of trying the products from ‘Spa in Heaven.'”
“Do as you like.”
Whether Jaehun’s attitude was cooperative or uncooperative, Lajin nodded without caring and said, “Alright. It’s time for you to get up now. If we don’t leave soon, we might get stuck in traffic. We’ll discuss the schedule in the car.”
Observing Lajin, who seemed no different from usual, Jaehun narrowed his eyes.
‘Jang Seoyoung, Grandfather, and Jung Sunwoo. There are so many people I need to meet.’
“The collaboration project with Chef William Stewart will officially begin today. I’ve updated the TF team’s recommended list. I’ve prepared a related list, so please refer to it.”
Lajin’s explanation flowed smoothly, as if a radio broadcast with an announcer was playing.
“As Chef is proficient in Korean but not publicly known, I thought it might be a good idea to form a team of those proficient in English. I’ve also prepared a list related to that, so please check it.”
The car came to a stop at the red light.
Casually glancing towards the row of shops, Lajin saw a lunchbox advertisement attached to the convenience store’s glass wall.
Three on top, two on the bottom. The rice and side dishes inside the lunchbox looked exceptionally delicious today.
Suddenly, the memory of the food Yunsil made at ‘Sodamjeong’ came to mind, and an uncontrollable hunger rushed in.
‘Weird. I had breakfast before leaving.’
Usually, she didn’t think about food after a light meal, as her appetite didn’t wake up in the morning.
But now, the image of Yunsil’s food kept floating in her mind.
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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