Mi-Joo, unaware of when he entered, looked at Si-Yoon with surprise.
Approaching, he took the phone from Mi-Joo’s hand and checked the name displayed on the screen.
Si-Yoon’s eyes narrowed, and he answered the call.
“Kim Si-Yoon here. It seems we’re talking again like this.”
“Don’t worry.”
Mi-Joo, as if telling Su-Yeong not to worry because she could take care of herself, coldly cut off Su-Yeong’s words.
“Right now, I have a lot to do with Mi-Joo, so let’s talk later.”
Without listening to Su-Yeong’s response, Si-Yoon pressed the end button. Surprised, Mi-Joo collapsed onto the sofa, and Si-Yoon took a seat in front of her.
It was still far from the time to leave work. Si-Yoon came without any notice at this hour, and Mi-Joo was perplexed.
“Why is Si-Yoon here at this time?”
“You said you were sick. Are you okay?”
It seemed that the request for medicine to the secretary was delivered to Si-Yoon as well. However, seeing Mi-Joo, who had asked for medicine, talking on the phone and looking fine, Si-Yoon was both surprised and angry.
But first, he took care of Mi-Joo’s condition.
“Do you need to go to the hospital?”
“You worried me for no reason. I took medicine and I’m fine now.”
With a single word saying she was okay, Si-Yoon’s emotions soared again. However, it was only for a moment. He calmed down the excitement and spoke as calmly as possible.
“This morning… Did you not hear what I said?”
Mi-Joo looked at her phone in Si-Yoon’s hand.
Surely, Si-Yoon had left, asking her not to use the internet and not to make phone calls. However, Mi-Joo didn’t keep either of these two requests.
“I’m sorry.”
“I knew false news would spread, so I told you not to look and not to contact. In a few hours, you couldn’t resist and checked?”
Mi-Joo pulled herself together and sat at the end of the sofa, drawing it closer to Si-Yoon.
“I didn’t intentionally look. From the refrigerator….”
It was such a ridiculous reason, or rather, such a nonsensical excuse that Mi-Joo couldn’t say anything more.
“I clearly told you to trust me. Even if a journalist brings up that picture circulating on the internet, I got angry and jealous in front of them, but I believed that there was no inappropriate relationship with anyone else! But I was wrong to think that….”
Seeing Si-Yoon blaming himself instead of attacking Mi-Joo, her heart ached.
“No, please don’t say that. I trust Si-Yoon.”
“I believed in you, Choi Mi-Joo. Even though I got angry and jealous in front of the journalist who brought that picture circulating on the internet, I believed that there was no inappropriate relationship with anyone else! But I was wrong to think that….”
Seeing Si-Yoon blaming himself instead of attacking Mi-Joo, her heart ached.
“No, please don’t say that. I trust Si-Yoon.”
“If you want to run away, what about that Su-Yeong person?”
“What?”
“You said you want to run away.”
Si-Yoon raised Mi-Joo’s phone.
“I’m just……”
No matter what she said, it would sound like an excuse. And Si-Yoon, who had a more composed expression than ever, was disappointed with Mi-Joo, who hadn’t kept any promises or trust.
“I told you not to go out because the reporters are waiting, but did you try to escape, piercing through that?”
“No. I just went out… for a moment.”
Mi-Joo, who couldn’t make excuses or explanations, and Si-Yoon, who blamed himself like a wounded beast, both spat out words in self-reproach.
“Every time it’s difficult and challenging, your specialty seems to be avoiding and running away. I forgot that again.”
However, with Si-Yoon’s continuing cold words, Mi-Joo also wanted to express her injustice a bit.
“So, Si-Yoon, did you hire Secretary Lim to guard the door?”
“Speech is scary. Emotions are likely to burst out along with words the moment they come out. Even though I should admit my own mistakes and apologize in this situation, when I express my injustice outside, dissatisfaction also bursts out.”
“Outwardly, it seems like you’re free, but you’re told not to go out, supervised, and asked someone to guard the door. Is it still not enough, so when Secretary Lim contacted you, you stopped working and rushed in?”
Rather than making an innocent and naive expression as if Mi-Joo didn’t know anything, Si-Yoon found it better to explode his emotions and reprimand her, just like this moment. That way, he could poke Mi-Joo even more.
“Compare Choi Su-Yeong and me as much as you want! Still, I’ll be better.”
Si-Yoon wanted to hurt Mi-Joo as much as he was hurt at this moment.
“Si-Yoon!”
“To enter the Taehan Foundation, you had to be prepared for this level of media attack. Of course, it wouldn’t have been easy even if you had sided with Choi Su-Yeong.”
“….!”
“Having both hands full of rice cakes, it’s just hoping that you chose the side that retreated a little more instead of bursting out.”
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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