“Why, how’s my outfit? Were you surprised because it was too pretty?”
“Tell me objectively?”
“Do you want me to curse at you with my eyes again?”
“You or me.”
A relationship where we could exchange jokes and laugh together,
“Do you really want to become a real couple?”
“Marriage in a hurry because of the hospital is reasonable, but I don’t want to pretend to be showy….”
A relationship where we could have a conversation that was never light.
Recalling the few conversations we had, Hyeji smiled.
She was smiling, but her eyes couldn’t do the same. Tears kept welling up and flowing incessantly.
“Sob….”
At first, you looked perfect, and because you were alone, my gaze turned to you. As I watched, you seemed similar to me, who had grown up lonely, sparking curiosity.
As I got to know you more, my heart was drawn to how similar we were. Unintentionally, even our parents knew each other, and I thought it was fate.
Quietly standing by your side like this, I believe that someday an opportunity will come to me too.
I didn’t want to force or demand your feelings. It was just that.
Whenever Sunwoo’s eyes, which had become sharp, came to mind, my heart ached.
I hated the changed him.
Hyeji recalled Sunwoo, who held Eunjae’s hand tightly at the S Group anniversary party, and crumpled the wedding invitation she had been holding tightly.
It’s all over, you’ve already turned away. No, you’ve never even looked at me.
Even so, why do I find it so hard to give up?
After talking to my mom, my heart felt uneasy. Is this what they commonly call ‘post-wedding blues’?
It’s not that I don’t want to get married, but what is this confusing emotion?
Mom’s health isn’t visibly improving, and in the meantime, my mind doesn’t settle because I’m trying to get married. So, is that why I’m like this?
Thinking about possible reasons, Eunjae took out her phone from her pocket.
“Sunwoo, I’m at the hospital. Can I see you for a moment?”
It was a text she sent when she arrived at the hospital, and seeing that he hadn’t read it yet, he seemed quite busy.
Eunjae hesitated whether to leave another message saying she thinks she should go now, then put her phone back in her pocket.
‘He said there are a lot of surgeries today, don’t worry about it.’
Rubbing her reddened eyes, Eunjae hesitated to leave another message, then put her phone back in her pocket.
‘He said there are a lot of surgeries today, don’t worry about it.’
Eunjae, walking with a heavy step while thinking about the time when Sunwoo was holding Hyeji’s hand tightly at the S Group anniversary party, avoided Hyeji’s gaze when she faced her. Then, she resumed her momentarily halted steps.
When she thought she had passed by, she breathed a sigh of relief. Around that moment, her voice reached her.
“Don’t marry him.”
I wanted to pretend I didn’t hear.
“You’ll only hurt each other in the end.”
Today, I wanted to pass by pretending I hadn’t heard.
“You know, marriages are more comfortable between similar people. In the end, you’ll end up in conflict. I’ll say it once more. Don’t do it, that marriage.”
Although I intended to do that, I didn’t want to mix my words. However, Eunjae eventually stopped walking at her words.
“I think being a couple means resolving such conflicts together. Don’t you agree, teacher?”
Then, slowly turning her head towards Hyeji.
“Do you feel at ease after hurting others? When someone else causes you pain, does your heart feel at ease?”
I don’t know why the incident from back then suddenly came to mind.
“When I was in school, there was a friend who tormented me. Stealing my textbooks, scribbling on my gym uniform, isolating me by turning my friends against me.”
“…”
“The reason was trivial. That friend liked a boy who liked me.”
“…….”
“In my eyes, Teacher, you somehow resemble that female student.”
Perhaps it wasn’t because you resembled that female student who envied me at the time.
“As you may know, in the end, that male student didn’t come to like that girl. Instead, he became a reliable shield to prevent her from bothering me anymore.”
“…….”
“If you said those words because you wanted to hurt me, I will be hurt. It’s not entirely incorrect. However, Teacher,”
Whether it was back then or now, I’ve become numb to getting hurt. I already carried significant wounds that couldn’t be compared to those.
“I won’t crumble with that level of pain.”
I have something urgent, so I’ll go first. With a light bow, Hyeji turned around, and as she watched Eunjae, who was looking at her with a faint smile, Hyeji slowly turned around and resumed her steps.
Before she knew it, Hyeji found herself standing in front of Miran’s hospital room, facing Miran’s room while her steps came to a halt.
Hyeji stood there without moving for quite some time.
Arriving at the academy, Eunjae was looking at the large curriculum poster attached to one side of the academy wall.
Found it.
“Nuna!”
“Oh! You surprised me.”
“What were you thinking? You didn’t answer even when I called.”
Oh, really? Scratching his head, Eunjae smiled confidently.
“How did the exams go?”
“Well, I probably passed. Nuna, you have exams soon too, right? Are you preparing well?”
“Well, so-so.”
“By the way, what were you looking at?”
When Eunjae’s gaze reached the wall poster, Jung Ho asked, transferring his gaze.
“I was thinking about taking one more class.”
“What kind of class?”
“Food Coordinator.”
As soon as Eunjae said that, Jung Ho clapped his hands.
“Oh, I was going to ask if you want to try it. Handling ingredients and plating skills were somewhat different for nuna.”
Back home, Eunjae sat in front of the dressing table, drying her wet hair with a towel.
Thinking about what Jung Ho said at the academy a while ago, Eunjae smiled softly as she looked at the Food Coordinator certificate she had placed on the dressing table.
Somehow, she felt excited, as if it would be fun. She could ask Taekyu to take pictures of the food she made during practice.
She wanted to get a job before the end of the year by working hard.
When she meets Sunwoo later in the evening, she should brag about it.
“I already miss him.”
Smiling happily, she put down the certificate and picked up the hairdryer. At that moment, Eunjae’s phone, which she had left on the dressing table, rang.
Confirming the caller, Eunjae’s heart sank.
‘Why from the hospital…’
Eunjae calmed her rapidly beating heart and pressed the call button on the phone with trembling hands.
“……Hello?”
[Is this Ms. Jeong Miran’s guardian?]“Yes, I am her guardian.”
[I think you need to come to the hospital right now. The patient is in critical condition.]Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
