As I gazed into Seo Ji Han’s darkening eyes, memories from my past life began to overlap, vivid and unrelenting.
Wait a moment. If my memory is correct…
Five years ago, around this time, Ji Han had received a phone call and didn’t return until Grandfather’s funeral was over. When he finally appeared, he was still dressed in the same suit he’d worn at the wedding.
My suspicions solidified into certainty.
“It seems urgent. Answer it,” I said curtly.
A flurry of emotions flickered across Ji Han’s face. Hesitating before his still-ringing phone, he finally answered just before the call dropped.
“Hello. Uh, now? This isn’t a good time.”
As he spoke, Ji Han glanced at me, gauging my reaction, then turned away.
“I said I can’t,” he muttered, his voice dropping to an unfamiliar low pitch.
I had a strong suspicion about who was on the other end—someone capable of putting the usually composed Ji Han in such a predicament. There could only be one person who could rattle the world-renowned Seo Ji Han.
Chae Seo Rin.
For a moment, Ji Han’s eyes trembled as he listened to the voice on the phone. It was unmistakable: she was someone special to him, enough to unsettle even the self-assured Ji Han.
“Ha… Fine. I’ll go now,” he relented.
“What’s the call about?” I asked.
“It seems there’s an issue at the company. As you suggested, I should check on it.”
The words “It’s not the company. That call was from Chae Seo Rin” rose to the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed them. My mouth went dry, bitter with the truths from my past life now surfacing one by one. A hollow chuckle escaped my lips as I realized I’d fallen for such an obvious lie.
I had believed him back then. I genuinely thought it was an urgent company matter, mistaking his anxious behavior for concern about leaving me alone on such a day.
I didn’t even know he was nervous about getting caught cheating.
With an awkward smile, Ji Han wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
“You don’t need to come back,” I said coldly. “Stay with Chae Seo Rin for the rest of your life.”
Ji Han’s expression hardened. He released my shoulder and spoke more firmly. “I’ll be back right after the meeting.”
A hand brushed the sweat-soaked hair from my forehead, then fell limply to my side.
“Ha.”
The bathroom echoed with the sound of water splashing heavily. I exhaled deeply, propping myself up on the sink with both arms.
Ji Han’s retreating figure haunted my thoughts.
“Damn it,” I muttered.
You see as much as you know. After being reborn, I realized how foolish I’d been in my past life. That day, I’d been exhausted, standing alone in the empty funeral hall, greeting countless mourners. If I leaned against something, I felt I’d collapse into sleep. My body was heavy, like a sponge soaked with water.
When I returned to the funeral hall, the clock’s hands pointed to one in the morning. The crowd that had surged in like a tidal wave had vanished, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. Sitting alone, loneliness seeped into my chest, and I closed my heavy eyelids.
I was alone again.
The weight of failing to save my family, even after being given this second chance, was unbearable.
“I’m sorry, Grandfather…” My shoulders trembled as my vision blurred, and exhaustion pulled me into sleep.
In my slumber, I felt something soft drape over my shoulders. Then, a gentle shake roused me.
“Ms. Yoon, if you’re tired, please go rest,” said the housekeeper, an older woman who had brought my clothes from home.
As I stood, a suit jacket slid off my shoulders. A faint, unfamiliar citrus scent wafted through the air—comforting, as if I’d smelled it before.
“Did you place this jacket on me?” I asked.
“No, it wasn’t me. It’s a men’s suit jacket. Perhaps the CEO covered you with it while I wasn’t looking?”
“It wasn’t him…” I murmured. Ji Han wouldn’t return until the funeral was over.
In my faint memories, a similar incident had occurred in my past life, but I never discovered the jacket’s owner then either.
A rustling sound caught my attention. From the jacket’s inner pocket, I pulled out a passport and a business card, which fell to the floor.
“A passport?”
Items I hadn’t seen in my previous life.
A black sedan stopped in front of Seo Jae Ha as he exited the hospital. Secretary Han, glancing at Jae Ha in the passenger seat, noticed his missing jacket.
“CEO, where’s your suit jacket? You were wearing it when you entered the funeral hall.”
“Somehow,” Jae Ha replied curtly, cutting off further discussion.
Lost in thought, Jae Ha stared out the window. Secretary Han, undeterred, spoke again as the car started down the quiet early-morning streets.
“CEO, you attended the funeral without Chairman Seo Moo Jin’s knowledge… Was it necessary?”
“…”
“Isn’t it an uncomfortable situation?” Secretary Han pressed.
An uncomfortable relationship… Jae Ha considered the phrase. Yoon Yeo Jin was no longer his fiancée but the woman who would marry his half-brother, Ji Han.
After a pause, Jae Ha murmured, “It’s been a long time.”
He swallowed the unspoken words, “I wanted to see her, too.” It was the first time he’d seen Yeo Jin since rejecting their arranged marriage.
Jae Ha recalled covering her sleeping form with his jacket—an impulsive act, unlike him.
“If it weren’t for that report, I wouldn’t have visited the funeral hall.”
His lips tightened as he remembered the report he’d received upon arriving in the country.
Secretary Han, still facing forward, shifted topics. “I just heard that President Yoon Tae Guk and their spouse, Yoon Ji Young, are in critical condition.”
“How critical?” Jae Ha asked, turning his head, his indifference fading.
“There’s a doctor’s opinion that they have no chance of waking up,” Secretary Han replied. “Moreover, the shareholders’ movements are unusual. I don’t know what conditions they’ve set, but a significant group is pushing for a merger between W Group and Hojin Group.”
A merger… Yeo Jin, already betrayed by her husband, now faced a battle to protect her inheritance. For a twenty-nine-year-old woman raised in privilege, it was a daunting fight.
“Come to think of it, there was a passport in that jacket.”
The realization hit Jae Ha like a jolt. He reached out to Secretary Han. “Wait a moment.”
“Yes…?”
“Stop the car. We need to go back.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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