Eunchae had a slight hope, but Baek Kangho asked the prison guard to leave. With the announcement that the visit was over, Baek Kangho and the prison guard left.
Eunchae sat down on the chair as if collapsing.
She knew it wouldn’t be easy, but it was more resilient than expected.
The black sedan swiftly climbed the quiet hill in the afternoon.
Since it wasn’t such a wide road, oncoming cars voluntarily moved aside. Even that became an obstacle as the driver deftly turned the steering wheel and arrived at the front of the mansion in one breath.
Skreech! Due to forcefully stepping on the brakes on the dry asphalt, smoke rose from the wheels.
Before the explosive heat subsided, the driver’s seat door creaked open. Breathing out suppressed breath, he pushed the driver’s seat door closed and went up the stairs step by step.
Seeing him, Haman-daek, who was approaching with a reflection, felt an unusual energy and subtly ran away.
Thanks to him, Kijoo effortlessly ascended the internal staircase without any hindrance, just as he desired. After running like a madman, he finally caught his breath in front of Song Eunchae’s door. Calmly adjusting his appearance and attire, he slightly bent his waist and knocked.
Knock, knock.
However, he didn’t have the patience to wait for permission. Kijoo, frighteningly, turned the doorknob as soon as the knock ended.
Eunchae, who was applying lipstick while looking in the mirror, was surprised. The fact that the door opened without permission was surprising, but Kwon Kijoo’s visit was even more astonishing.
She had clearly said that she was too busy this week to find time to meet.
“Kijoo…?”
Without answering, he approached with brisk steps. When their eyes met, he gently brushed his fingers over the tie as if to untie it, a tear swelling in his eyes.
Then, after taking a long breath, he shook his head. A sense of impending crisis lingered. Eunchae’s round eyes shook anxiously as she looked at him.
“A few days ago.”
At the sudden remark, Eunchae swallowed her dry saliva, guessing what he might say.
“The day you went out alone. Where did you go?”
Eunchae knew it intuitively. He knew everything and was just asking out of courtesy.
“Baek Kangho is suddenly talking about confessing.”
“That’s…”
She had anticipated his negative reaction. She had simulated countless times how to convey her feelings and persuade him.
However…
Now, facing the man who was barely suppressing his anger, her head turned white, and her mouth dried up.
“Why on earth.”
“I…”
Supporting his waist with one hand, he took a breath.
“I asked. Don’t worry about my revenge.”
At his words, Eunchae was speechless. Even though the story hadn’t been properly concluded, it felt too much.
He was Kwon Kijoo’s family like she was Kang Hye-ran’s family. She couldn’t be excluded from this matter. If she had to correct what was wrong, Eunchae had to do whatever it took.
“How could I stop it, why did you…”
Eunchae cut off his words as she stood up abruptly.
“Kijoo, listen to my story…!”
Only at her enraged attitude did Kijoo stop speaking.
“Listen. Now, listen to me.”
“…”
“I’ve clearly said. Kwon Kijoo, you may be doing it for me, but that’s not what I want.”
Kijoo narrowed his eyes. Eunchae tried to speak without emotions.
“I don’t mind at all. If I have to be scolded or punished, then scold and punish me. That’s normal, right?”
He didn’t want Song Eunchae to be criticized by people she didn’t even know. If it wasn’t his fault but Song Myunghwan and Kang Hye-ran’s fault, it was even more so.
Or not, Song Eunchae had been used as Kang Hye-ran’s daughter, controlled, and missed out on many experiences her peers had.
Why.
Why walk the thorny path when you don’t have to.
I’ll pull out all the thorns and make a path for you to walk barefoot.
Why.
“Is that why you wanted to get rid of the greenhouse?”
To commit the unfilial act of exposing Kang Hye-ran’s sin?
Out of guilt?
Kijoo’s cold eyes were fixed on her.
“It’s not for Kwon Kijoo.”
Eunchae furrowed her neat eyebrows. I am still a protected target for this man. It angered her to feel that so acutely.
“Otherwise, it feels so miserable that I might die!”
Her sharp voice almost cracked towards the end. Eunchae clenched her fist, breathing heavily. Bones throbbed on her pale, bruised back of the hand.
“My mother… I can’t forgive her. Why was she so foolish? Did it have to be that man? Morality, conscience, even I…! Should I have ignored it all?”
“…”
“I don’t want to live immersed in my mother’s delusions anymore.”
She had clung to the phantom of a person who was already dead. Rationalizing that she had nowhere else to rely on for a long time.
“Even if my mother closed her eyes to the sin, I will correct it. I will be ashamed, and I will apologize.”
“…”
“I will live as myself. I want to step firmly into this world as myself.”
“…”
“So don’t try to make me a scarecrow. How is that different from what Song Myunghwan did?”
Ah.
She shouldn’t have said that.
Eunchae regretted it immediately, but she knew she couldn’t take back her words. The tears that she had been holding back finally streamed down. Hanging precariously on her chin, they eventually fell with a soft thud.
“Yes.”
“…”
“Do as you please.”
He stepped back a few paces, then turned and walked away. Eunchae wanted to grab him, but in the end, she couldn’t move.
She breathed heavily.
Can we ever narrow the gap in our fierce perspectives?
Wearing silk loungewear, Eunchae came to the dining room. When Hwanan asked about the meal, she weakly shook her head and heated some milk. Hwanan sighed, turned to leave, but turned back.
“I raised the young lady, so I’ll be rude just for today.”
Eunchae stiffened her shoulders, then turned her head to look at him. Although she knew he was soft-hearted inside, sometimes those cold eyes pricked her heart. How much did Team Leader Kwon Kijoo get hurt. With a heavy heart, Hwanan spoke again.
“Even if it’s hard and tiring, can’t you cherish and treat the person who treats you with care and importance a bit more carefully?”
Eunchae suspected that Hwanan had heard the conversation with Kwon Kijoo. She had left the door wide open and confronted him so loudly. If she said she hadn’t heard, it would be a lie.
“Still, can’t you be on my side a bit? I have my reasons too.”
As Eunchae took a bitter sip of milk and smiled, Hwanan looked at her with a saddened expression.
“Do you need someone on your side? Is there anyone who will be more on your side than Team Leader Kwon Kijoo? I can’t do that either.”
“…”
“It’s not just for you, miss. I can’t do that even for my wretched daughter, miss.”
At those words, Eunchae felt a sensation as if a knife were piercing her heart.
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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