Ki Joo leaned halfway against the car parked by the road, gazing wistfully at the 24hour diner across the street.
The sign on the shabby diner door, announcing it served breakfast, fluttered in the wind, ready to be blown away. It was frequently hidden by passing cars.
Soon, he let his indifferent gaze fall. His hand groped in his shirt pocket and pulled out a torn packet of gum.
He brushed the ripped part lightly once, then flicked the gum packet up like flicking a pack of cigarettes. With a snap, a piece popped out. He picked it up, peeled off the wrapper and shoved the gum into his mouth.
The sweetness spread in his mouth in an instant. Dopamine surged in his foggy brain from staying up all night.
Chewing the gum, Ki Joo trudged towards the diner. He stretched out his long arm, pushing open the rusted sliding door. The abrupt noise drew the attention of those dining inside.
The diner was briefly engulfed in silence.
The one who had garnered their attention, Ki Joo, rolled his eyes at the dusty floor of the rail and then lifted his head. His indifferent eyes slowly scanned the sporadically seated customers.
Someone bowed their head and resumed eating. With the sound of utensils clinking, others also resumed their meals.
Ki Joo walked nonchalantly through the diners in silence. He then stopped in front of a middleaged man dining alone, who was noticeably pale.
The middleaged man, who was guzzling his pollock stew, felt a presence and looked up. Making eye contact, Ki Joo flashed a sly smile and dragged a chair from across the man, and flopped down.
The man’s pupils trembled as if he had a premonition. The hand holding the soup bowl faintly trembled.
Whether aware of the man’s fear or not, Ki Joo brushed off imaginary dust off his shoulder and opened his mouth.
“You must have been very hungry.”
At the innocuous statement, the man flinched and his shoulders tensed. Ki Joo shook his head as if to say there was no need to be scared.
“Yeah, did you enjoy training the mutt?”
He asked with a friendly tone and even gave a faint smile. He watched the man’s complexion turning ashen slowly and thought back to the dawn guest who led him here.
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It was when he was killing idle time. It was three in the morning, too late to be called night and too early to be called morning. Kim Jin Ho, the chief secretary of Chairman Song Myung Hwan, was captured at the front gate in the CCTV illuminating the empty mansion.
His steps were directed towards the separate building where the security team stayed, not the main building where Chairman Song was. Ki Joo, who had been sitting motionless, moved when two knocks were heard.
Opening the door, Kim Jin Ho, whose face was pale from working overnight, heaved a tired sigh.
‘Chief Finance Officer Kwak Hyun Seop has threatened me with illicit funds.’
The CFO was a sycophant who served Chairman Song Myung Hwan, who asked for accounting manipulations like it was a meal. He was a direct line from Executive Director Choi Min Cheol, a founding member of Diwon Group.
He had lost several houses to sports gambling over the years, was in debt of over a billion won, had no money to send his only son abroad for study, had borrowed money from here and there recently, and was nearly bankrupt after divorcing his wife a month ago. On top of that, he was known to have beaten his son and exwife whenever he could after the divorce.
What can’t a cornered rat do?
Ki Joo had a rough idea of how the incident unfolded.
‘Why are you telling a mere security guard?’
Because internal exposure could be fatal to Chairman Song Myung Hwan.
Despite knowing the answer, Ki Joo grinned as he teased.
‘The chairman’s health is not as it used to be. If he gets more worries, his condition might worsen. Let’s take care of it quietly.’
Leaning against the middle door, Ki Joo reiterated.
‘Quietly?’
‘Yes, quietly.’
‘How can we quietly?’
‘….’
‘Ask for it, to eat.’
There was no answer from Kim Jin Ho. Ki Joo stood straight as if it was settled. He then turned around and walked away.
‘I want to see him privately.’
‘He is in his hometown, Chuncheon.’
“Hometown, what the hell. Seems like these backstabbers had made a pact to scheme in their hometowns.”
With a sneer, Ki Joo went into the bathroom.
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“Can’t you do that much for me who’ve been loyal like a dog. You reap what you sow, right?”
As Hyun Seob grumbled, downing soju straight from the bottle, Ki Joo watched him without interest.
The driver’s restaurant, which was bustling with people when he came in, had quieted down since then.
“I tried not to inconvenience the Chairman.”
At his words, Ki Joo let out a silent chuckle. He gave Hyun Seob an upanddown glance, unable to tell whether this was earnest loyalty or deranged devotion. Either way, it was nothing more than selfhypnosis to parasitize off Myung Hwan.
“In the yard where thirty billion is being swallowed.”
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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