“Vice President Cha Tae Sang?”
Director Lee called Tae Sang’s name with a puzzled expression, after awkwardly hanging her hand in the air for a moment. Tae Sang slowly raised his hand with a tense face.
‘Finally…’
Myeong Ok bit her lip tightly, holding back a burst of laughter.
Push it away? Or try to run away? No matter which way, she thought it was fine. As she slowly turned her gaze to the stage, an unexpected sight came into view.
“Ah, no… how…”
Standing upright, Tae Sang was shaking hands with Director Lee with a calm expression.
Their clasped hands shook briefly in the air.
“Thank you.”
Tae Sang conveyed his thanks and quickly crossed the stage.
His breathing was a bit rapid, and his face was reddening. It was a change brought about by suppressing psychological pain, but from a distance, it just looked like he was a little nervous.
“Haa, haa…”
Tae Sang hastily descended from the end of the stage. As soon as he was out of people’s sight, his withheld breath came out roughly.
“Vice President, are you okay?”
Secretary Kim, who had been anxiously waiting just below the stage, quickly approached and asked.
“I’m sorry. I clearly contacted the director’s secretary’s office…”
“Bathroom, please.”
Tae Sang shoved the award into Secretary Kim’s arms and spoke. He seemed to be having trouble breathing, and he had already loosened his tie.
Tae Sang, clutching his chest, hurriedly fled from the auditorium.
“Haa…”
In the empty bathroom, shaky breaths were heard amidst the sound of running water.
Tae Sang leaned his two hands on the sink and bowed his head. How hard he was pressing, his knuckles turned white, and blue veins bulged out.
Really, it was possible.
I thought it was impossible as no treatment worked. However, my interaction with the director today was quite natural.
When I first saw the hand extended into the air, my whole body felt frozen. My breath quickened and cold sweat dripped down my back.
There was nothing I could do when my body, not my mind, rejected it. I just wanted to greet and get off the stage, but then, a soft hand popped up in my head.
The small hand that had supported and caught her. The warmth I felt for the first time in my life was still the same, even after time had passed.
When I recalled the sense of that time, my rigid body relaxed naturally.
Isn’t it worth a try?
Like when I held Da Jeong’s hand, can’t I be fine now?
Tae Sang convinced himself with all his might. That it could be like that time. That it would definitely be okay.
He slowly raised his arm to hold her hand. Sweat had formed on his forehead, but he didn’t want to back down now.
He wanted to escape the incessant fear. That thought made his hand tighten with strength.
“Ha, haha.”
Despite dozens of doctors, the problem seemed to be getting better with just one small hand. Without realizing it, Tae Sang leaned against the wall, letting out a laugh.
Suddenly, he felt a profound emptiness in his hand.
The hall, after the awards ceremony, was still imbued with the atmosphere of celebration.
Secretary Kim swiftly moved toward Chairman Cha’s table to fill Tae Sang’s absence.
Around Chairman Cha were countless greetings intended to mark their presence. A hearty laugh could be heard as they approached the table through layers of people.
“Hehe. Knowing how busy you are, what’s there to apologize for?”
“I’m sorry. If I knew Tae Sang was coming, I would have presented the award.”
Chairman Cha was engaged in conversation with the Minister of Land, Infrastructure, and Transport, who was known to have a strong relationship. He was a devoted student of Professor Cha Young Tae, Chairman Cha’s younger brother.
He, who would put all his work aside and rush for the sake of his mentor, cherished Chairman Cha just as much as his mentor and cared for him.
The mention of Tae Sang’s name, which naturally flowed from his mouth, stirred the surroundings. It was a moment when Tae Sang’s status in the industry was once again established.
“Oh, Secretary Kim. Where’s Tae Sang?”
Chairman Cha spotted Secretary Kim, who had made her way through the crowd, and asked casually.
“He went to the restroom for a moment. He will be back soon.”
“Is that so? I was thinking of having lunch with Minister Kim, what is Tae Sang’s afternoon schedule like?”
“There are no appointments.”
Secretary Kim responded by politely bowing. In fact, meetings and internal briefings were tightly scheduled, but the answer to Chairman Cha’s question was already decided.
Then, Myeong Ok, who had been waiting for a chance to join the conversation, quickly opened her mouth.
“Father, there is a restaurant nearby that makes a delicious abalone stew that you like. Shall I guide you?”
“No. Myeong Ok, you should go straight to the office. We can eat together next time.”
“Yes, yes?”
“Director Yoon, please make a reservation at a suitable place and tell Tae Sang to come there as well.”
“……”
Myeong Ok tightly clenched her fists under the table. It was unbearable to know that, despite her hard efforts, there was still a place she couldn’t be part of.
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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