Your Sweet Breath (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 2
“This is Han San.”
“……”
“I look forward to working with you.”
The man radiated an overwhelming aura, so powerful it felt as if everything around him was being devoured.
It was only natural that her gaze became utterly transfixed.
Unlike her, flustered and at a loss, he was calm and composed—completely at ease.
As if he’d known her for ages, as if this meeting had already been foretold by fate.
“Alright, alright! Enough with the greetings—come over here!”
CEO Hwang’s hoarse voice sliced through the suffocating silence.
Kang suddenly snapped back to her senses, unaware she’d even drifted away. At the same time, the large hand gripping hers loosened its grip.
When his long, cool fingers grazed the inside of her palm, she shivered faintly—a strange illusion swept over her, as though some hidden part of her body had just been lightly brushed.
Was that intentional?
She stared blankly at Han San’s retreating back.
Her feelings right now were as strange as his presence.
Despite her bewilderment—since nothing about this situation made immediate sense—she noticed a faint spark of vague hope flickering to life within her.
Perhaps it was because he was the man who had always saved her in the terrifying nightmares she’d been having lately.
Hope—or perhaps a wish—that with him around, this reality, already as bad as it could possibly get, might finally turn a corner.
It felt like spotting a small candle flame in the darkness.
That was hope.
But at the same time, a different kind of anxiety took root—one she hadn’t felt before.
That was fear.
She didn’t know what Han San had discussed with CEO Hwang.
What he’d done afterward, how he’d greeted people,
or when he was supposed to start working.
By the time she came to her senses, she was already being carried along like a piece of luggage.
Sighhhhhhhhh.
Sam Young’s groan, uttered as he drove, sounded like it could collapse the earth itself.
“God really is unfair.”
He’d been ranting about Han San nonstop since earlier.
“If your face is already cheat-level handsome, at least be short. Or better yet—if your legs are that long, your torso should be long too, right?”
“……”
“At the very least, have narrow shoulders. Or, if not that, at least have a bit of a belly—something human about you!”
“Calm down, Oppa.”
Kang tried to soothe him, but Sam Young, clearly in a foul mood, wouldn’t stop.
“And the most infuriating part? There’s something else entirely. Know what it is?”
“What?”
She asked out of politeness, and he answered as if deeply aggrieved.
“His hair is thick, too.”
“……Maybe it’s just good styling.”
“Don’t be naive.”
He snapped at her clumsy attempt at comfort.
“There was no faking that man’s thickness. I can tell at a glance.”
Hair that’s weak and brittle, no matter how carefully blow-dried, never lasts long—it’s just a candle in the wind.
“How do you know so much about it, Oppa?”
How could he possibly know so well?
“I didn’t want to know, either.”
He answered, fighting back tears.
Knowing she shouldn’t offer reassurance so recklessly, she decided it was time to change the subject.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“When did you agree to start working for him?”
“Well… Hiring a bodyguard usually means he’s about to resume activities, so I guess I’ll join him right away?”
“No specific schedule mentioned?”
“You know CEO Hwang’s way of working.”
“……”
“He’ll call soon enough.”
Kang fell silent and gazed blankly out the window.
Darkness, hazy like fog, began swallowing everything around them.
The van turned a corner and started climbing a hill.
As they neared home, Sam Young added, as if giving a warning:
“You’ll need to brace yourself—it’s going to be tough going back to work after resting so long. Got it?”
“Yeah.”
“Then take care of yourself. Don’t collapse again like last time and scare everyone half to death.”
“Got it. Don’t worry.”
Kang smiled lightly.
Her schedule began filling up after her first drama, *The Place Where the Wind Rests*—previously consisting mostly of photo shoots and commercials—became a massive hit.
More precisely, ever since model Seo Kang became actress Seo Kang.
Truth be told, expectations had been low before its release.
It was a noir film with polarizing appeal, directed by a rookie, and rated 18+, making any real blockbuster success highly unlikely.
The unexpected triumph came when it shifted to OTT platforms—a masterstroke.
Buried-gem actors and a solid script perfectly aligned with the fast-paced trends of the era, creating ideal conditions for a breakthrough.
Kang played Mi Yeon, one of the victims in a serial murder case.
Mi Yeon, left alone in the world, worked herself to the bone—so exhausted she could barely stretch out and sleep—had lived a perpetually lonely life.
Playing her, Kang felt Mi Yeon’s path closely mirrored her own.
Perhaps that was why
Mi Yeon’s final line might have been
“I want to be happy, too.”
—genuine words welling up from deep within her heart.
She remembered suffering long after filming ended from the emotional aftermath.
The ending—where relentless effort led only to a futile death—felt eerily like a reflection of her own future.
But she quickly shook off the thought.
She had portrayed Mi Yeon, but she never wanted to die like her.
In any case, Kang rapidly rose to stardom, drawing attention and interest rivaling that of the lead actors.
Like a song that retroactively skyrockets after a drama hit, her entire journey was reevaluated and celebrated anew.
That was also when CEO Hwang began treating Kang with overwhelming, almost burdensome, care.
Now that he had a golden goose laying golden eggs, his lavish treatment of her—treating her like fine jade or precious gold—was hardly surprising.
Amid the relentless schedule, only her manager Sam Young genuinely worried about Kang’s health.
He knew all too well that ever since that long-ago day when her nightmares began, she’d never once slept peacefully.
After returning home, Kang took a shower and headed to the living room, instinctively walking toward the espresso machine.
Her fingertip, about to press the button, froze midair.
*Shall I help?*
It was the phrase Han San always said in her dreams.
And so, in the dim kitchen—lights not even properly turned on—she stood motionless for a while.
Her mind felt heavy and foggy; her eyelids slowly drooped and lifted again.
It felt as if hundreds of weights hung from every nerve in her body, making time stretch twice as long as usual.
Her finger, lightly touching the button, was finally withdrawn after a moment’s hesitation.
“……”
Normally, she’d avoid sleep at all costs—but today was different.
It wasn’t quite that she felt safe now, but she wanted to test something.
Would he appear in her dream again today to save her?
And if she met Han San in her dream, she wanted to ask the question she hadn’t managed to earlier:
Could he possibly pull her out of this hellish nightmare?
Or better yet—was there any way to stop these dreams altogether?
She thought he might know something—since it was him.
Anyone overhearing might call her insane, but today was different—she’d actually met in real life the man she’d only ever seen in dreams.
She desperately hoped the Han San in her dreams was the same person she’d met today.
Heading to her bedroom, Kang neatly slipped off her slippers and sank into her large bed.
Falling asleep had always been terrifying—and it still was.
But today, anticipation outweighed fear.
And so, she closed her eyes, yielding to the overwhelming drowsiness.
She felt her body float upward, and her consciousness began to sink.
As always, her dream was dreadful.
No—far worse than usual.
And the man she’d firmly believed in never appeared in her dream at all.
Because of that,
“Aaaaaah!”
She jolted awake after enduring the nightmare for what felt like forever.
Her heart pounded violently; every nerve in her body seemed to thrash wildly, as if having a seizure.
Her arms and legs, beyond her control, thrashed about the bed.
Drenched in cold sweat, Kang barely managed to sit up and gasped raggedly into the empty air.
“Haa, haa! Haa……!”
A mix of resentment and terror spilled out, directionless and raw.
“Why……?”
She knew how ridiculous it sounded—but if Han San were standing before her right now, she’d spill it all out immediately.
Why didn’t you show up today?
Why didn’t you save me?
Of course, it wasn’t his duty—but her overwhelming fear and sorrow had left her heart with nowhere to go.
The pain from where the Orphanage Director—transformed into a monster in her dream—had struck her felt unbearably real.
The sensation of the leather belt coiling around her tender skin violently dragged up memories she’d consciously buried.
It hurt.
“…It hurts so much.”
Kang slowly closed her eyes and wrapped her trembling hands around her shoulders.
*Come here. I’ll save you.*
Han San’s outstretched hand flickered in her blurred vision.
So vivid.
Now his face was clear enough that she could draw it from memory.
Yet the dream version of him vanished the moment the real Han San appeared in her life.
Staggering, she dragged herself out of bed.
She walked straight to the kitchen, filled a glass with ice from the dispenser, added water, and drank it—spilling half of it down her front.
The icy shock jolted her mind awake.
“Haa.”
Wiping her wet lips with the back of her hand, Kang collapsed onto the sofa—too exhausted to make it back to her bedroom.
She’d fought desperately to overcome this, but she was utterly drained—beyond her limits.
She’d tried everything to chase away the nightmares.
CEO Hwang, though dismissing her condition as mere insomnia or sleep disorder, had personally visited a shaman and even commissioned talismans after an elaborate ritual.
Naturally, none of it helped.
Injections, medication, folk remedies, superstitions—nothing worked.
Convinced he’d wasted money, CEO Hwang exploded and even demolished the shaman’s shop—but he never took it out on Kang.
He merely criticized her indirectly: “You need to toughen up mentally. How can you survive in this harsh world with such weak nerves?”
It was so absurd she couldn’t even laugh.
If sheer willpower could break the cycle, she would’ve escaped long ago.
After all, she was the one who had returned from the brink of death—three times.
She’d been fighting the misfortune that followed her since birth—so how much tougher could she possibly get?
“This sucks.”
An unwanted memory surfaced, souring her mood even more.
Tears, mingled with anger, formed a thin film over her eyes.
As she pressed her heated eyes with the back of her hand, her brows furrowed in frustration.
The worst part was that, even now, sleep kept dragging her under—infuriatingly, unbearably.
“You always showed up before—why not today? All I needed was your hand reaching out.”
Her resentful muttering echoed through the dark living room.
“Just holding my hand would’ve been enough…”
At that moment—
A cool sensation threaded between her fingers resting at the edge of the sofa.
“Like this?”
Han San’s voice, soft yet clear, cut through the silence—accompanied by the unmistakable feeling of lips pressing against her fingertips.
Kang’s eyes snapped open.
“Ahh!”
She screamed, jerking upright and clutching her hand as she frantically scanned the room.
The darkness-filled living room was completely empty.
No one was there—yet she didn’t feel alone.
She’d definitely heard it.
She’d definitely sensed his presence.
He’d clearly answered her complaint:
*Just holding my hand would’ve been enough…*
*”Like this?”*
—As if soothing a child.
As if asking—did you feel abandoned because I came late, or because I didn’t save you?
And she distinctly felt his fingers slipping into hers, interlacing warmly.
But no matter how hard she looked, she was alone in this vast house.
Quietly, she looked down at her palm.
Her trembling gaze slowly slid toward her fingertips.
Though it lasted only a split second, the lingering warmth of Han San’s kiss rapidly spread through her entire body, shaking every sense with startling clarity.
Confronted with his unmistakably vivid trace,
Kang knew for certain.
Han San…
“……”
Had been here.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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