Wishing for Salvation (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“Who’s trying to get in?”
Se Jun, who had been lying face-down on the bed enjoying the therapist’s languid touch, abruptly flipped over.
Snatching the mobile phone that an attendant had been holding to his ear, Se Jun waved his hand to usher all the therapists out of the room.
—Sorry. We haven’t had any contact with them for four years, so the junior staff got a bit careless.
“Damn it, are you kidding me? I told you to keep a close watch! You take the money but do the job this sloppily?”
Failing to find cigarettes after rummaging through the robe hanging on the rack, Se Jun muttered another curse.
—What should we do now?
“What do you mean, ‘what should we do’? Just keep watching for now. I’ll discuss it on my end and get back to you.”
Se Jun tossed the phone aside carelessly and ran his fingers through his still-damp hair—he’d only just finished his spa treatment moments ago.
“I really should’ve killed him back then.”
“Do you think grieving parents will just sit idly by? Once the media and social networks get wind of it, catching you won’t be hard at all. Honestly, this is perfect—just do exactly as I say.”
Following the death of his brother-in-law Tae Seok Joong and the subsequent mental collapse of Tae Kang Hyun—the heir to the group—both men had self-destructed almost simultaneously.
Thanks to their downfall, Se Jun not only avoided divorce but also spent the past four years ruling over everything beneath his feet, wielding immense wealth and power.
He had to preserve this authority and glory forever.
But the news that the dormant time bomb had started moving instantly dragged Se Jun’s mood to rock bottom.
Seated on the aromatherapy-oil-slicked bed, Se Jun dialed a familiar number and tapped to start a voice recording.
“It’s me.”
—What’s going on?
“The guy I planted just contacted me.”
—…What kind of trouble did you stir up this time?
“When have I ever stirred up trouble? Thanks to me, you’re enjoying a very comfortable position, aren’t you?”
Se Jun smirked smugly and wiggled his bare feet dangling off the edge of the bed.
It had all started with a quarrel against his mistress, who completely failed to grasp her place.
Ji An sat quietly on the sofa as if attending her second interview, waiting patiently for her boss to appear.
As time crawled by, Ji An’s legs trembled nervously—until she heard the click of the doorknob turning and jumped to her feet.
“Hello, I’m Seo Ji An!”
Her loud greeting echoed through the house, where silence should have reigned, causing Kang Hyun to frown.
“Ms. Seo Ji An.”
“…Yes.”
Straightening her back from its stiff bow, Ji An faced Kang Hyun directly.
His sharp, prominent nose bridge immediately commanded attention.
Beneath thick eyebrows and straight-set eyes, his gaze held absolutely no vitality—
as if he weren’t breathing at all unless his broad chest rose and fell.
Like a black rose withered from lack of water.
Ever since Seo Yoon left, Kang Hyun had forgotten how to smile. He tightened his lips and silently scrutinized Ji An.
“Where have you been hiding all this time? Seo Yoon wanted to see you.”
“Seo Yoon? I… I don’t know who that is. I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“Didn’t you hear she’s your twin?”
Ji An was utterly bewildered. She hadn’t heard a word about this, yet the other person was acting as if she were the unreasonable one.
“I—I’m not a twin.”
“Then explain this.”
To save time, Kang Hyun returned to the bedroom and came back holding a photograph.
“What is this? Surely you don’t mean this is me?”
“What do you expect someone to say when they’re staring at their own exact face?”
After that low mutter, his long legs moved again.
He’d only taken a few steps away before freezing in place, pressing a hand to his throbbing forehead and bowing his head.
“Did you really have to look this alike? It’s killing me just trying to hold on.”
He’d known all along—but seeing her face in person twisted his insides.
The faint brown tint of her hair, her pale skin, even the tiny mole beside her eye—all identical.
When Kang Hyun vanished somewhere, Ji An sank back onto the sofa with a heavy sigh.
How am I supposed to explain having the exact same face!
No—more surprisingly, how can he stay so calm seeing someone who looks just like her?
I’m covered in goosebumps.
Having built new memories for barely four years, she found the situation before her utterly disorienting.
The person in the photo Kang Hyun showed her matched her so perfectly that only twins or a doppelgänger could explain it.
Actually…
“Well, on a planet of 7 billion, maybe there’s one person who looks just like me.”
Ji An quickly pulled out her phone and opened a search portal.
“Someone who looks exactly like me.”
Numerous forum posts appeared.
She scrolled past hopeful articles claiming facial features, teeth alignment, and bone structure could be strikingly similar—then abruptly closed the screen after reading a superstition that meeting your doppelgänger meant death.
But what if I really am a twin?
Her loving parents would never have abandoned one of their children.
And there’s no way I’m not their real daughter…
As her thoughts deepened, Ji An tapped her forehead and shook her head vigorously.
“If it’s before mealtime, come sit down.”
Kang Hyun, who must have just washed up, appeared silently as always and mechanically put cold rice into his mouth.
“No, I’ve already eaten.”
Though she declined, Ji An took a seat opposite him, sensing the need for conversation, and carefully opened her mouth.
“Should I reheat it for you?”
“No, it’s fine.”
Accustomed to home-cooked meals served fresh with steaming rice and hot soup, Ji An found Kang Hyun’s table unbearably cold.
The japchae, which must have once glistened with oil, was now hardened stiff. The beef short ribs oozed congealed fat, and the seaweed soup radiated an icy chill.
How can anyone eat this?
The man, lowering his eyes shadowed with gloom, picked up his chopsticks and chewed out of sheer obligation.
Ah…
He’s not eating for taste.
Ji An pressed a hand to her chest—again, a sharp pain pierced just below her sternum.
The moment her eyes caught Tae Kang Hyun mechanically chewing, she felt as if her whole body was sinking.
Could it be lingering trauma from the accident?
Her heart, which had faithfully functioned until now, suddenly sputtered as if contaminated by something foreign.
“Are you going through a lot of hardship? I mean… um…”
Maybe it wasn’t her heart but her brain acting up—her mouth had run off without permission.
Hearing her own impulsive question, Ji An panicked and quickly added an excuse.
“I heard you’re still in pain.”
“No.”
His dark eyes, deep like an abyss, fixed on Ji An.
“I’m just bored of time dragging on so slowly.”
Because Ji An kept staring directly at Kang Hyun, their gazes became entangled.
His parched pupils trembled faintly—like a ripple spreading across a calm lake after a stone is thrown.
Staring into that identical face sent waves of longing crashing over him.
It had been so long since he’d seen Seo Yoon alive. That must be why.
If only you were really her—if only I could sit across from you again.
If only I could touch you just once more.
Though he regretted that day endlessly after losing Seo Yoon, tears still wouldn’t come.
If only I’d been the kind of person capable of shedding tears, you’d still be by my side.
In the end, it was me who killed you—because I never truly understood your enduring loneliness and despair.
Yet he’d lied to himself that their parting wasn’t forever.
He didn’t know if he’d ever be forgiven—but holding onto the hope of returning to her side, he’d endured these four years.
“Could it be that I was hired because I’m her twin? I’ve said it before—I’m absolutely not a twin.”
“I don’t know why they sent you here without telling you the crucial facts. If you’re not her twin, then I’m afraid you’ll have to look elsewhere.”
“…But today’s my first day! I even quit my part-time job and signed the contract! Look, I knew it—it was too good to be true.”
Hearing something even more shocking than the word “twin,” Ji An turned red-faced, as if holding up a collapsing sky.
Her sympathy for Kang Hyun crumbled along with her hopes.
“I’ve never seen any contract.”
“You mean the managing director didn’t hire me?”
“No.”
“Good grief! I bragged about it everywhere!”
Amid the severe job market, the lifeline she’d barely grasped had snapped.
She’d thought she could finally ease her parents’ burdens—now she just wanted to burst into tears.
Watching Ji An’s expressions shift wildly with every word, Kang Hyun suddenly stood up from his seat.
“I’m sorry—I must have disturbed your meal too much…”
Kang Hyun immediately clamped a hand over her mouth and rushed straight into the bathroom.
After several dry heaves, the half-eaten food he’d forced down came surging back out all at once.
Vomiting as if spitting blood, he turned on the faucet and splashed water on his face.
His eyes, inflamed from the violent physical reaction, burned red-hot.
Ji An’s face—her strange pettiness, her pointless chatter—even that looked unbearably happy, like thousands of needles piercing his entire body.
The happiness she’d stolen from Seo Yoon.
When had Seo Yoon, once full of laughter and emotion, stopped smiling?
“Seo Yoon…”
When did you start dying?
What on earth did I do to you?
Anxiously pacing, Ji An followed behind Kang Hyun as he returned with a pale face.
They say even dogs shouldn’t be disturbed while eating—why did I have to speak up?
Kang Hyun, trudging toward his study, suddenly stopped and turned around without warning.
“Huh!”
Ji An gasped mid-breath and barely managed to right herself before falling backward.
It was a miracle she hadn’t smashed her head into his chest.
“Your working hours are flexible.”
“Huh?”
“Come and go whenever you want. I mainly use the study, so feel free to do whatever you like in the living room. You can use anything except my bedroom.”
“…And the work itself?”
“I’ll assign tasks as needed. But I do have one request.”
I hope it’s what you wished for.
As I watch this other you smiling happily, may you loathe me—the one who made you so unhappy.
If enduring this final year is my penance, then I’ll gladly accept it.
Please, just wait for me there.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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