“I’m sorry, we’re trying to find out the situation as quickly as possible…”
“I paid those bastards well because they’re good at their jobs!”
“…I’m sorry.”
Unable to bear it, Song Myunghwan swung the back of the secretary’s head with the bundle of pictures he was holding.
⭐⭐⭐
Eunchae, who had tossed and turned all night and woke up late, brushed her disheveled hair aside and sat up. Tired from the constant nightmares, even though she had slept and woken up, she felt exhausted.
“Sigh…”
Breathing deeply, she, with ears covered, closed her eyes. The voice that had been scarier than a ghost seemed to ring in her ears.
‘Tsk, then ask directly. Ask if your name is really Kwon Kijoo. And how did your only brother die!’
The neurotic voice echoed like a reverberation.
Eunchae frowned, feeling as if the voice more terrifying than a ghost was ringing in her ears.
If the purpose was revenge against Chairman Song Myunghwan for a past incident. If that’s really the case. Planning to seduce the chairman’s daughter might have been part of the plan.
Eunchae, who opened her eyes wide, pursed her lips and lowered her head. Kwon Kijoo’s unbearable gaze, gestures. How could that be false?
Now, there were no more lies, and nothing was hidden. It was like a promise to the heart. So, if asked, he had to say it wasn’t. Who is Kwon Eunho, and even the death of his brother…
Eunchae got off the bed and went outside. As soon as she stood in front of the door, Haman Lady came running.
“Miss! I’ve been waiting for you to wake up. Just to make sure you’re safe…”
For Haman Lady, yesterday was also a nightmarish day. The kidnapper pointed a knife at Eunchae, and to ensure a safe exit, he used Haman Lady as a threat.
It would have been better if they had pointed a knife at her own throat; then, she would not have moved at all. Haman Lady, afraid that the sharp knife would pierce Eunchae’s belly, turned her gaze to the security guards elsewhere, as if there was a problem.
“I’m really relieved, I’m so relieved. Huff…”
“Thank goodness you’re safe too, Haman Lady. Are you hurt anywhere?”
When Eunchae expressed concern, Haman Lady wiped away tears with the back of her hand and smiled.
“After that, I just fainted from exhaustion, it’s almost the same thing. I was empty all day, so I’m hungry, right? I’ll quickly cook something for you, so wait.”
“It’s okay. I’ll eat later. Please rest well.”
Eunchae patted Haman Lady’s hand gently and went down to the living room with her.
“Go and rest. If you don’t, I won’t be able to rest either.”
“It’s okay…”
“Quickly.”
Haman Lady, pushed by Eunchae, eventually went to the resting place of the company employees, but even then, she insisted that if Eunchae got hungry, she should call her.
Nodding her head, Eunchae headed for the main building to go to the detached house. But then, she heard footsteps from behind. Kijoo was coming down. Judging by his comfortable attire of a sweatshirt and chino pants, he seemed to have been in the main building all along.
Turning around to go to the annex, Eunchae looked up at him and spoke.
“Come to my room. I have something to ask you.”
Stopping and standing still instead of going down, Kijoo followed her into the room.
Eunchae sat on the bed and beckoned him gently.
“Mr. Kijoo.”
“Yes.”
“Mr. Kwon Kijoo.”
At the second call, Kijoo, who had narrowed his forehead slightly, slowly spoke.
“Yes.”
“Are you Mr. Kwon Kijoo?”
Continuing the incomprehensible act, he, who had been exhaling short breaths, nodded slightly and then tilted his head downward.
“What are you doing?”
Following those words, three short words were dropped.
“Kwon Eunho.”
As if time had stopped, the rigid face twisted in no time.
Kijoo could make such an expression.
Eunchae watched his dark eyes somewhat absentmindedly.
It was frightening to probe, but now that she had probed, her heart sank rather than rose.
However, even though they were facing each other, he felt as if he was far away. There was no sense of reality. The thought that she had been embracing an illusion until now spread in her mind.
Tilting her dull head, Eunchae spoke through her dry throat.
“It seems real.”
“…….”
“His name was Kwon Eunho.”
The fulfillment that seemed to have everything in the world because of Kwon Kijoo disappeared like a mirage. Eunchae felt as if her body had become empty.
Don’t be surprised.
If Kwon Kijoo had casually laughed it off, as he always had. If he had, would the sense of betrayal have been less? Overwhelmed by a sense of emptiness, Eunchae let out a self-deprecating laugh.
Unable to stand still, she walked to the window. She took a long breath, but the unknown emptiness did not dissipate.
Bending her numb legs, she sat down by the bedside. And then, she looked at him again.
It felt like meeting for the first time.
Kijoo, seeming unsure of what to say, fidgeted with his collar.
“…How much do you know?”
He mumbled whether it was a question or a soliloquy. Eunchae opened her eyes slightly to check Kwon Kijoo’s expression, who was looking at her. Strangely, the more she did, the more blurred her vision became. It was as if there was not enough oxygen, and her breath was rough.
“Well, I don’t know everything because I don’t know what else you hid.”
“…Miss Eunchae.”
Kwon Kijoo’s sunken voice was making the unbelievable truth more real. It was torturing her heart terribly. Even though her inside had become a mess, Eunchae’s face remained composed.
“Did Chairman Song Myunghwan have something to do with my brother’s death?”
The eyes that wanted to capture his face every moment stung and itched. Despite the strange pain, Eunchae ignored it and opened her eyes. Approaching him, who seemed to be a stranger, she looked at him again.
As if trying to say something, Kijoo raised his eyebrows.
“…How much do you know?”
The three words that followed were dropped abruptly.
“Kwon Eunho.”
In a short time, the rigid face twisted as if time had stopped.
Kijoo could make such an expression.
Eunchae watched him with somewhat indifferent eyes.
It was frightening to pry, but now that she had pried, her heart sank rather than rose.
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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