Seoha turned her head in surprise at Taekyung’s voice. Taekyung looked at them with an extremely displeased expression.
“Not worried about what others think anymore, I see?”
“What’s it to you?”
Seoha replied sharply, as if wielding a well-honed blade. Minseop let out a hollow laugh.
“It’s none of my business, true. But I feel sorry for the kid.”
Taekyung, holding a paper bag, approached Seoha with heavy steps. Seoha clenched her hands until her fingertips turned white with tension.
“Here, give this to the kid.”
Taekyung extended the paper bag he was holding. Seoha replied coldly, with an indifferent expression.
“Why are you giving this?”
“Don’t put on airs. Just take it. Or throw it away. I heard from the last lesson that another kid made fun of him, saying he’s never done such things because he doesn’t have a dad.”
Seoha’s hands trembled. She had tried so hard to make Minjun not feel the absence of a father.
But she couldn’t accept something from Taekyung.
Taekyung threw a bitter sneer, placing the paper bag at Seoha’s feet, and turned away.
“I told you not to pity me! Is my word that laughable to you?”
Taekyung stopped in his tracks but didn’t turn around.
“If I really thought you were a joke, I wouldn’t have bothered to come here and wait.”
Taekyung then walked away and got into his car.
Seoha couldn’t bring herself to look at Minseop’s face.
“Please carry Minjun for me. And go back carefully.”
Seoha turned, showing her back to Minseop. He sighed and lifted Minjun onto Seoha’s back.
Seoha lifted Minjun up once and then went straight into her house.
Minseop stared at the paper bag left on the street.
He didn’t want to give it to Seoha, nor did he want to leave it there. He frowned deeply, picked up the bag, and got into his car.
Meanwhile, Seoha entered her dimly lit house and gently laid Minjun down in his room.
The sleeping child looked like an angel.
“The kid has never done such things because he doesn’t have a dad,”
Taekyung’s words kept echoing in her head.
Was she inadvertently hurting her child because of her pride?
No, it was a father who could never be a father anyway.
Seoha stroked Minjun’s hair and buried her face in her knees, looking like she might cry.
It was a sleepless night.
Days later.
Taekyung’s face twisted horribly when he saw the paper bag he had given Seoha returned through Minseop.
“Returning an unwanted gift is a form of violence. Take it back.”
“What right do you have to return this to me?”
“It’s just returning an abandoned item. Teacher Seoha left it on the street.”
Minseop stood his ground against Taekyung, his expressionless demeanor almost taunting.
Taekyung snatched the paper bag back. Boiling inside, he refused to show it, not wanting to admit defeat to Minseop.
Taekyung waited outside Minjun’s classroom with the paper bag. The class teacher cautiously opened the door.
“What can I do for you?”
“Please give this to Minjun.”
Taekyung thrust the bag forward and walked away.
If Seoha won’t accept it, he’d give it directly to the intended recipient.
This wasn’t for Seoha, but for a poor kid growing up without a dad, just like him.
Taekyung reassured himself with this reasoning.
Annoying but increasingly on his mind.
He passed Seoha on his way out without a greeting, instantly regretting it but it was too late.
Seoha’s phone rang loudly. The name of her longtime friend Hyojae appeared on the screen.
“Hyojae, how have you been?”
– Seoha, you girl. You never contact me. Always me calling you first.
“Sorry. Kindergarten has been really busy lately.”
Seoha responded with a face full of apology as if Hyojae was right in front of her.
– Songju is getting married. Are you coming?
“No. I didn’t even get an invite. Why bother?”
– Right. Everyone’s getting married.
Hyojae sounded lamentful. Seoha, puzzled, asked her a question.
Hyojae had been in a relationship for three years with a company colleague. Moreover, her partner was much older, in his mid-thirties.
“Isn’t Lee Jun talking about marriage?”
– Marriage is all about money, which we don’t have. Oh, by the way, how’s Minjun? I miss that kid.
“He’s good. But being a boy, he’s been fighting a bit lately.”
– Oh, that boy! But, Seoha…
Hyojae called her name hesitantly.
Seoha felt a sudden reluctance to hear what was coming next but couldn’t tell her to stop. She replied with a seemingly unaffected voice.
“Yeah?”
– About Minjun… Aren’t you really going to tell Taekyung Senior?
“My Minjun is my son, he has nothing to do with that man. What good does it do to tell a married man? It will only hurt the child.”
Seoha spoke firmly, as usual. Despite Hyojae’s repeated suggestions to tell Taekyung, Seoha had always refused.
The image of Taekyung holding a girl, looking like a loving father, flashed in her mind. Her heart ached.
Hyojae, unaware of Seoha’s turmoil, continued about Taekyung.
– You know, Taekyung Senior isn’t married yet.
“What?”
Seoha doubted her ears. What was that scene she witnessed then?
Hyojae cautiously added with a timid voice.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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