That seemed likely. With Ihyeon’s status, women probably lined up for him without him having to make the first move.
With each step, Ihyeon sighed as if upset.
“This is also the first time I’ve ever been rejected.”
“…”
“It’s more distressing than I thought.”
Not knowing what to say that could be comforting, Yerin just kept her mouth shut.
As if reading her thoughts, Ihyeon said, “Ah, just talking to myself.”
“Right…”
“It’s not meant to burden you.”
A novel way of conversing that made the listener feel guilty.
Climbing the stairs behind Ihyeon, Yerin cautiously spoke up.
“Director Cha, I never rejected you.”
“That’s comforting.”
No, it wasn’t meant to comfort him. She was just setting the record straight.
“Director Cha…”
Just as Yerin was about to say more, they reached her attic floor, and Ihyeon abruptly stopped.
“Director…”
Ihyeon extended his hand behind him, swishing it through the air, and then suddenly grabbed Yerin’s hand.
‘Is he holding my hand for comfort?’
Her train of thought was interrupted by a familiar, rough voice.
“Ha ha ha. You two are together again at this late hour.”
As Yerin finished climbing the stairs, she saw her father, Pyeonghun, crouching in front of her house.
“Dad?”
“Our daughter, you’re back?”
Pyeonghun greeted her with a beaming smile, as if he truly cared.
Ihyeon, however, didn’t seem pleased to see Pyeonghun and glared at him with a cold gaze, just like the previous night.
“President Han, nice to see you again.”
“Ha ha ha. Our daughter…”
“Did you come because you were worried about her?”
“Of course, naturally.”
Pyeonghun awkwardly moved his arms back and forth as if he were at a water spring.
Ihyeon applied pressure to the hand he held with Yerin, pulling her closer to his side.
Then, ostentatiously in front of Pyeonghun, he intertwined their fingers.
“I’m already escorting Yerin back home every night due to the poor security around her house.”
“Is that so?” Pyeonghun’s face showed a slight crack.
He had come to talk to Yerin alone, but given the way things were turning out, it seemed unlikely today. Ihyeon’s recent words made it impossible to say he’d come again tomorrow.
As expected, Ihyeon pulled a sly smile and spoke softly.
“I take responsibility for Yerin’s return every night, so you don’t need to worry and can go back home.”
It sounded kind on the surface, but the real message was sharp: to stop making pathetic excuses and leave.
Pyeonghun, unable to show his true nature, just laughed it off.
As Pyeonghun made no move to leave, Ihyeon changed tactics. He turned to Yerin with a warm look.
“Yerin, go inside.”
“Okay…”
Yerin, stiff as a board, was met with Ihyeon’s wide open arms.
“You should give a goodnight hug.”
“…”
Since when did we start doing that?
Yerin hesitated, and Pyeonghun watched with an odd look.
Ihyeon then chuckled and withdrew his arms.
“Sorry, it must have been embarrassing in front of your father. Go ahead.”
“Okay, I’m going in first.”
Yerin hurried towards the entrance, feeling she might end up in Ihyeon’s arms if she stayed any longer.
“Take care, Dad.”
Pyeonghun’s gaze naturally followed her to the door lock.
If he moved his head a bit more, he might just see the passcode…
“President Han.”
Just as Yerin was about to press the door lock, Ihyeon suddenly blocked Pyeonghun’s view.
Confronted with Ihyeon’s imposing frame, Pyeonghun instinctively stepped back as he had during their first meeting.
“Oh, okay.”
“Where do you live?”
“Why do you ask?”
“I’ll take you home.”
“Me? You will?”
“Yes.”
Ihyeon placed his large hand on Pyeonghun’s back and gently pushed him towards the stairs. Pyeonghun, unable to resist the strength, was inexorably guided down the stairs.
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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