Visible Love (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
Su Young glared at Woo Jin and said in a low voice,
“Do you even realize that’s sexual harassment right now?”
For a moment, Woo Jin’s narrowed eyes widened.
“I shouldn’t come here anymore starting tomorrow. Do you have any idea how much danger I’m putting myself in just by coming here? Do you even understand how dangerous it is for a woman to come alone to a house where only a man lives?”
Woo Jin’s mouth parted slightly. What on earth did this woman think he was capable of doing to her? What could he possibly do?
“Huhhhk!”
Suddenly, the sound of a sniffle startled him, and Woo Jin hurriedly stammered,
“I’m sorry.”
“What exactly are you sorry for?”
“…What?”
Ji Hyun once told him that the scariest thing during an argument with his wife was when she asked, “What exactly are you sorry for?”
Woo Jin’s mind suddenly went blank. What was he sorry for? For mentioning eggplants? For sexual harassment?
He hadn’t the slightest intention of sexually harassing her—he’d only teased her because her reaction was amusing…
But his words could certainly have been deeply offensive to a woman. After all, he was a man.
“I wasn’t trying to sexually harass you or anything like that. Really. I’m sorry.”
After repeating his apology, he slightly lowered his head and spoke in a hushed tone,
“So… don’t say you won’t come anymore.”
Hearing her say she wouldn’t come again starting tomorrow gave him the exact same fear he’d felt when the doctor told him he might never see again.
Why? What was it about this woman?
Seeing his unusually pale, stunned face, Su Young secretly felt a bit smug. Sniffling just now had been a stroke of genius.
Did he think she was crying? It was just a runny nose… Though, of course, men have always been weak when faced with crying women. But had she teased him too much? He looked almost pitiful—stiff as a board, head bowed low.
“Mr. Seol Woo Jin.”
When she called his name cautiously, he slowly lifted his head. His usual challenging expression had shifted into something oddly pitiful.
“Mr. Seol Woo Jin…”
“But…”
He suddenly opened his mouth with a serious expression.
“Yes?”
“That’s not true.”
“What isn’t?”
“The dream about the eggplant.”
This man was really going to push it to the very end!
If Woo Jin had seen Su Young’s face at that moment, he would’ve flinched, expecting a slap—but since he couldn’t see her, his expression remained earnest throughout.
[This is the timeline separator]Young Soon, returning home late after overtime work, carefully unlocked the door, worried the sound might wake her daughter. To her surprise, Su Young was asleep on the living room floor.
“Why isn’t she sleeping in her room? Why’s she sleeping so uncomfortably out here?”
As Young Soon approached to wake her, she noticed a cookbook lying open beside her daughter’s head.
Five thousand won? How could anyone set a proper meal with just 5,000 won these days? And why was she suddenly reading a cookbook? Was she planning to apply to a restaurant or something?
Young Soon felt sorry for her daughter—spending her prime twenties buried in the library all day, studying for job applications, never having time for romance. She crouched down and quietly studied her daughter’s sleeping face.
She’d dropped by Young Mi’s place briefly at lunch yesterday. Her sister kept asking if Su Young was doing alright. She worried about her niece too, of course.
If only her daughter could meet some rich man and skip working altogether—just stay home, write whatever she liked…
Su Young had loved writing since childhood and often won awards in composition contests.
But becoming a writer wasn’t something just anyone could do—and even if she did, it was doubtful whether selling a few books could ever lead to financial independence.
At times like this, Young Soon really regretted not being wealthy. Though her salary comfortably supported the two of them, she had no real assets to leave her daughter.
She’d hoped Su Young would find stable employment instead of relying on part-time jobs—but seeing her like this again, she wondered if maybe she should’ve just encouraged her to work hard at those part-time gigs instead…
Despite her exhaustion from overtime, Young Soon couldn’t bring herself to leave her daughter’s side for a long while, lost in thought.
[This is the timeline separator]Woken by the click of the door lock, Su Young quickly checked the time. Had she really fallen asleep? When had her mom come home?
“You’re awake? Come eat.”
Young Soon set out side dishes on the dining table as she spoke.
“Mom, when did you get home? Ugh—I saw you come in and meant to go to sleep, but I must’ve dozed off.”
“Aren’t you tired after studying all day?”
“Huh? Not really…”
Feeling a pang of guilt, Su Young walked toward the table.
“Wow, pickled perilla leaves look so good! Did you make these, Mom?”
“When would I have time to make these? I bought them from the banchan shop down the street. But why’d you buy a cookbook?”
“Oh, I didn’t buy it—I borrowed it from the library. I was just checking what recipes I could manage.”
“What, to cook for me?”
“Uh… well…”
Since she hadn’t actually considered that, her voice trailed off automatically.
She’d been wondering if there was a simple dish she could prepare instead of always buying lunch—but it all seemed too much trouble.
After all, takeout was still the best. If only it weren’t so expensive.
[This is the timeline separator]Su Young stood in the elevator, holding a pizza.
Did he even like pepperoni pizza? Guessing whether he’d eat something she brought over was surprisingly thrilling.
When the elevator reached the 10th floor and she stepped out, Woo Jin’s front door happened to open. She’d assumed it was the representative again—but unexpectedly, a young woman walked out, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.
With an average height and well-proportioned figure, shoulder-length brown bob, and an elegant white two-piece suit adorned with brown stitching, she looked like a high-end fashion model.
Without realizing it, Su Young glanced down at her own hoodie and jeans.
The woman apparently assumed Su Young was a neighbor and gave a polite nod before stepping into the elevator Su Young had just exited.
Through the slowly closing elevator doors, their eyes met.
Who was she? His girlfriend? Did he even have a girlfriend? Well, with that face of his, it’d be strange if he didn’t.
A woman dating a visually impaired man… Not only was she beautiful, but she must have a kind heart too.
Most of all, anyone who could tolerate his temperament must have patience rivaling the representative’s.
After unlocking the door and stepping inside, Su Young found Woo Jin emerging from the kitchen.
Had his girlfriend’s visit prompted him to dress up? Wearing a slightly loose blue-striped button-down shirt and white cotton pants, he looked even more handsome than usual.
While Su Young changed into slippers and walked up to him, Woo Jin stood silently in place without saying a word.
As she drew closer, he suddenly let out an “Ah!” as if recognizing her. What? Hadn’t he known it was her? Did he think his girlfriend had come back? Had he… been hoping she would?
“What have you eaten? What are you doing in the kitchen?”
“Come in and set the table. There are plenty of side dishes.”
Apparently, his girlfriend had brought them over. A girlfriend who even prepared side dishes for him! Meanwhile, Su Young had only thought of buying something ready-made. Huh? Wait—why was she even comparing herself like this?
Just as Woo Jin turned away from her, he abruptly faced her again. His gaze drifted downward—then settled on the pizza in her hand.
“What’d you bring?”
“I bought pizza, but you can eat it with rice and side dishes.”
Woo Jin stood silently for a moment before calmly replying,
“I want to eat pizza.”
“Just eat the rice and side dishes.”
“I said I want pizza.”
“You eat the rice and side dishes, Mr. Seol Woo Jin! I’m eating this whole pizza by myself!”
Su Young suddenly snapped, making Woo Jin flinch slightly and frown.
Even Su Young herself was confused—why had she gotten so angry all of a sudden?
“Ah, no—I just meant…”
At first, she’d only wanted to be considerate and let him enjoy his girlfriend’s side dishes. But now, with her temper flaring, she wasn’t sure anymore—was it the side dishes, or was it the person who’d brought them?
Unaware of her inner turmoil, Woo Jin reached a completely different conclusion.
“You must be really hungry. Okay then—go ahead and eat the whole pizza yourself.”
Casually tossing the words over his shoulder, he turned and walked into his room, leaving Su Young gripping the pizza box so tightly it nearly crumpled.
This wasn’t what I meant… Kim Su Young, are you crazy? Why did you suddenly lose your temper like that?
Su Young scolded herself, lightly bonking her head with her fists.
Meanwhile, inside his room, Woo Jin was too baffled to even feel angry.
She always wanted to share whatever she bought—so when she brought pizza, of course he’d said he’d eat it! Why was she mad? Did she really love that pizza? Had she bought a small one to eat alone and gotten upset thinking he’d take it from her?
She had quite the temper herself—yet always accused him of being short-tempered!
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Holding a slice of pizza on a plate, Su Young was now making her twentieth pass back and forth in front of Woo Jin’s bedroom door.
He must know she was standing right outside—he could surely smell the pizza, and he must be hungry! Then why wouldn’t he come out?! I’m sorry for getting angry! I really am! But you have to come out first so I can apologize!
Frustrated, Su Young bumped her forehead against the door—just as it suddenly swung open, causing the pizza slice on her plate to plop directly onto Woo Jin’s shirt before falling to the floor.
“Oh…”
Su Young looked from his sauce-stained shirt down to the fallen slice.
“Why’d you open the door so suddenly like that?!”
This was the height of audacity! She’d been standing there specifically to apologize for yelling earlier—and now she’d made another ridiculous mistake.
The mounting guilt turned into irritation—not at him, but at herself.
Matching her frustration, Woo Jin scowled and retorted,
“You just got pizza all over my clothes! Why are you always carrying food around?”
“I was going to give it to you, Mr. Seol Woo Jin!”
“But didn’t you say you’d eat it alone?”
“…There’s way too much. It’s a large pizza.”
“Then why say you’d eat it alone?”
“I thought you wanted to eat the side dishes…”
“I told you I wanted pizza.”
She was speechless. Meanwhile, the fallen slice sat precariously—if he took even one step, he’d surely crush it. And the sauce splattered on his shirt looked ready to drip everywhere the moment he moved. Arguing could wait; cleaning up was urgent.
“Stay right where you are. This sauce mess is serious!”
Su Young bent down to pick the slice off the floor—when suddenly, something plopped onto her head.
A piece of pepperoni from his shirt had landed right on the back of her skull.
“Ughhh…”
Hearing her strange whimper from below, Woo Jin tilted his head down and asked,
“What?”
“The topping from your shirt just fell on my head! Ugh, this is such a mess!”
“Go take a shower.”
“What?”
“I said go shower.”
As he spoke, he slowly began unbuttoning his shirt.
“Wh-what are you doing?!”
Su Young jumped up in alarm—but his expression remained calm.
“My shirt’s covered in sauce. I need to take it off and wash it, right?”
“B-but why take it off here?”
“You said toppings were falling everywhere. If I change in my room, I’ll dirty it. I have to do it here.”
As the third button came undone and his shirt parted slightly, Su Young unconsciously swallowed hard. Fortunately—or unfortunately—there was a thin T-shirt underneath.
“You were thinking something dirty again, weren’t you?”
Woo Jin narrowed his eyes. Su Young gasped before blurting out,
“Me?!”
“You held your breath again.”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Yes, you did.”
“I didn’t!”
When she shouted, Woo Jin gave a faint smile. He nodded as if he understood—but that sly grin made Su Young quickly grab the plate and practically sprint toward the kitchen,
“I’ll get a rag! Stay right there! The floor’s covered in sauce!”
“I’ll leave my shirt here too. It needs to go to the dry cleaner.”
Hearing the amusement in his voice, Su Young muttered under her breath,
“Dangerous, so dangerous… But it’s not even cold in here—why are you wearing a T-shirt underneath? Tch!”
Then, worried he might have heard, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
Meanwhile, after taking off his shirt and entering his room, Woo Jin paused while pulling out clothes from his dressing room—then covered his mouth with a fist and quietly chuckled.
He couldn’t stop picturing her face—how she’d held her breath, staring at him intently.
It reminded him of middle school girls crowding the school gates to catch a glimpse of him back in high school.
After losing his sight, he’d thought he’d never feel that smug pride again—but somehow, she kept reminding him of it.
She made him feel not like a disabled person—but simply like Seol Woo Jin.
His hand slowly traced his own face—trying to remember features that grew fainter each day. His smooth forehead, sharp jawline, chin, lips, nose… And when his fingertips brushed the long lashes of his eyes, he suddenly crumpled the clothes he’d been holding and sank to the floor.
No matter how much he touched, it could never match actually seeing.
His smile faded, and he remained crouched in his dressing room for a long time.
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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