She met Mi-rae, leaving her phone and credit card at home. She asked to borrow money. Mi-rae asked why she needed it.
Instead of lying, Eun-chae explained her situation. She needed a place to stay and promised to pay back the money. Mi-rae thought it was because of Chairman Song Myeong-hwan and introduced her grandmother’s house. She lent her enough money to use.
She was thankful. If she used her phone or credit card, she would reveal her location to Kwon Gi-joo, so she had to use only cash. Mi-rae gave her a generous amount.
At first, she tried to find a part-time job. However, she wondered if she could spend all the borrowed money because there was nothing to spend money on in the countryside.
She leaned her elbow on the window sill and rested her chin on her hand. She looked at the fully bloomed camellia flowers in the yard for a long time. After staring at the unusually red petals for a while, she slowly turned her gaze.
It was the end of February.
Eun-chae thought that she might welcome spring here.
The chicken boiled in the cauldron was placed on the table. Geum-bun pushed Eun-chae’s hands, which seemed to have never worked hard, aside and tore a leg, placing it on Eun-chae’s rice.
Eun-chae ate quite well. When she first arrived, she had a face as if she had never tasted blood pudding. Still, she had learned table manners well.
Her chopstick skills were proficient, she chewed slowly and thoroughly, and she always sat straight, as if she had a backrest behind her back.
She had clearly learned good manners.
If there was one thing that bothered her, it was her shadowed expression. Except when she was talking, she looked into the air sadly. Even when she laughed heartily, her eyes were clouded with sadness.
Even though Eun-chae wanted to ask and comfort her, she didn’t dare to touch her wounds.
Although I don’t know if she has any special story, she groaned when she had nightmares at night. Sometimes, she even sobbed.
What kind of story does the young one have?
“Eat up. Eat up.”
Geum-bun also placed the remaining chicken leg in Eun-chae’s rice bowl.
Although she was thin, it seemed that there was no clothing in Geum-bun’s wardrobe that fit her. Her wrist, which was revealed as the sleeve slid down, was unbelievably thin.
Because of that, Geum-bun’s appetite increased. Even Mi-rae, her granddaughter, who came with a lean body every time, felt the heat. Eun-chae was more so.
“After you finish eating, let’s go to the market.”
At those words, Eun-chae’s eyes widened. Although she had gone shopping with her mother at a department store before, it was her first time at the market.
It was said that the day they went to the market was market day. It was quite famous in the vicinity, so there were a lot of people.
Amidst the resounding trot music, there were merchants performing tricks, and people bargaining prices. Eun-chae was confused by the sights she had never seen before.
While Geum-bun, who used to groan so much at home, confidently led the way, Eun-chae had to hurry to catch up with her so as not to lose her.
“Grandma, did you come? Today’s bracken is fresh.”
“I bought some a few days ago.”
“Your granddaughter?”
“Does she resemble me?”
“Oh, not at all! Seeing her, she’s a beauty!”
“My granddaughter!”
Geum-bun, who was excited, pulled her to her side. Eun-chae politely greeted the people next to her who were pouring compliments like Miss Korea. She didn’t know where to put her body in the shower of compliments.
From then on, Geum-bun stuck close to Eun-chae. She bought a furry robe and a flower-patterned fur vest that fit her. If she was hungry while walking around, she bought a toast on the spot and ate sugared donuts.
As they wandered around, Eun-chae learned that Geum-bun was a famous figure in the market. If you didn’t know Geum-bun in the market, you were considered a spy because of her unparalleled friendliness and hospitality.
In the knitting shop where they briefly stopped, she watched among the aunties playing cards.
Geum-bun usually gave lectures, but unfortunately, she lost every game she lectured on.
“You lost because of Grandma Geum-bun!”
“Why is that because of me?”
“Last time, my granddaughter played well! Does the granddaughter who came today know how to play cards?”
Eun-chae quietly nodded. As it turns out, Mi-rae was the dark horse of the card game.
“She’s a kid who can beat even her own mother.”
Geum-bun licked her lips as if she couldn’t stop herself. Eun-chae couldn’t help but smile when she recalled Mi-rae playing cards at the knitting shop. It made sense because of her lively personality.
After watching the passionately intense card game, they returned to the pine tree house.
Geum-bun seemed tired and collapsed in her room. She always took a nap at the same time, even though she hadn’t set an alarm. Eun-chae quietly covered her with a blanket and left the room.
She thought that the overgrown yard here was much better than the well-maintained garden at the mansion. As she strolled through the messy yard, Eun-chae stood in front of the camellia flowers.
She reached out and touched the petals.
“…….,”
Suddenly, she remembered him putting a camellia flower in her ear. Tears fell before she even realized it.
Ah.
Eun-chae sighed quietly.
Why.
Why is there not a single day when I don’t think of Kwon Ki-joo?
They say time is a remedy for parting. How much more time has to pass?
Eun-chae sat on the porch, picked up the violin she had leaned against, and played it. The unique weighty melody of the violin echoed in the yard.
Geum-bun looked at her playing through the open door. Her nose was red, as if she had been crying.
That stubborn woman.
Geum-bun silently listened to her emotional performance.
Whether she opened or closed her eyes, the sight was the same.
Darkness.
Regardless of her will, Geu-joo raised her eyelids, and soon her upper body stood up.
The room, where not a single ray of light penetrated due to blackout curtains, had no day or night. The only light in the sealed space was the light emanating from the monitor.
Geu-joo heard a knock from behind. She didn’t react, but the door opened. The intruder who entered without permission was Lee Kwang-il.
Geu-joo slowly looked up at the sound. Kwang-il, with a physique like a deadly weapon that could be deployed overseas immediately, had darker eyes than his body that had turned pale.
She had roughly heard it through the Haman landlady. He had moved into the main building recently.
But it was not a living condition, it was more like a dump. She couldn’t even tell if he had taken a sip of water, let alone a meal, so she asked him to take a look, worried that he might be dead or something.
That wasn’t an exaggeration. Kwang-il felt a tremendous pressure in the face of the absurd corpse in front of him.
In the eyes looking back at him, he could feel life. She told him not to meddle and get lost.
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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