Unlike the anxious Seungae, Hyunyoung wore a leisurely smile.
“Do as you please. Why should I clean up after something Taekyung got himself into? They should handle it themselves. They aren’t little kids.”
Seungae’s eyes shook violently. This was not what she had expected.
She thought Hyunyoung would fret and kowtow for her son’s future, but Hyunyoung seemed to be looking down at her with an immense aura.
The intimidating presence raised Seungae’s hackles.
“What about our Seoha? You’ve ruined her life before it even began!”
“It’s regrettable to think about Seoha, but…”
“If you feel sorry, then send money, money as compensation. I’ll take care of the rest.”
“How can I be sure the pregnancy is real, or if the child is Taekyung’s?”
Seungae’s anger began to boil over at Hyunyoung’s non-compliance, and she aggressively pulled out a piece of paper. It was an ultrasound photo.
“Here, see! Ultrasound photo! It’s definitely Seoha and Taekyung’s child! For this child’s sake, send 100 million won!”
“Hmm. I’ve heard your words. I’ll contact you soon.”
Hyunyoung stood up abruptly and dialed her secretary.
“Escort the guest out as she leaves.”
She then personally opened the door to the chairman’s office, a clear sign for Seungae to leave.
Unable to withstand the chilling energy emanating from Hyunyoung, Seungae quickly gathered her belongings and downed the remaining tea.
“Hmph. The tea was good. I’ll be waiting for your call.”
Seungae, putting on a demure face, clicked her heels and wobbled her hefty frame out.
Once Seungae left, Hyunyoung’s face contorted.
Even if Seoha was fine, having such a mother was unacceptable.
“The fact that I didn’t approve of the child in her womb still bothers me, but maybe this incident is a good reason to sever Taekyung’s relationship with Seoha. It might be better for him,” Hyunyoung thought.
It was still a young, fiery romance. Feelings can always change, and he might find someone better to love and live with.
Hyunyoung felt sorry for Seoha, but Seoha’s mother, Seungae, was too much of a concern to let her be with her son.
‘I’ll bear the ugly part. That’s what parents do.’
Shaking off her deep thoughts, Hyunyoung closed her eyes.
She was aware that Seoha had a child and was living with it.
She regretted sending Seoha away like that.
She also knew about Seungae running off with the 100 million won that she had given her.
Knowing that the child was Taekyung’s, she couldn’t just ignore it, nor could she bring it over.
She had entrusted Seoha to her distant relative Yunhee, asking her to take good care of her, but she never visited them.
Yunhee didn’t contact Hyunyoung either.
She lived thinking no news was good news.
But she never expected Taekyung to find the child.
She took out a headache pill from the drawer and swallowed it with water.
She doubted her decision made five years ago.
Seungae looked at her lover Hyungjin, who was sprawled out asleep in the room.
She loved him enough to leave her husband and child, but Hyungjin was incompetent.
He lived off the money Seungae brought in.
In truth, Seungae didn’t earn much herself. More accurately, it was extorted from others.
Her targets started with Myunghoon, her abandoned husband, then Seoha, and most recently the 100 million won from Hyunyoung, which she ended up losing.
“Wake up. Do something about this! We’re behind on rent.”
“Ah, come on, you always handle it well. Stop bothering me.”
Hyungjin turned away from Seungae, who was shaking him awake.
Having stayed up all night on online gambling sites, he seemed to have lost money again.
Seungae felt suffocated thinking about her bank balance.
Her life was a mess.
‘Life is so unfair. Some become conglomerate owners drowning in money, while I worry about living expenses.’
Seungae looked at Hyungjin with disdain and muttered,
“I should’ve demanded more money back then. Or had a child to extort at least ten million using the child as an excuse.”
“You’re on about that again?”
Hyungjin sounded tired of her regrets.
Seungae remembered the good times when she first got the money. She didn’t even think about finding Seoha after she ran away from the hospital, fearing Hyunyoung might take back the 100 million won if she found out.
At that time, they were constantly chased by debt collectors due to Hyungjin’s gambling debts, so holding onto that money was crucial.
Hyungjin yawned and fumbled for his phone, then asked indifferently,
“Isn’t there anywhere to get money?”
“If I had such a place, would I be here?”
“You really don’t know where your daughter is? Even if your ex-husband won’t give more money, your daughter might, right? She wouldn’t abandon her own mother.”
“How should I know where she is? Gone underground or up in the sky, it’s hard to even find a hair of hers.”
Seungae shook her head in annoyance. Suddenly, Hyungjin sat up with a thought.
“No. Maybe if we go to Taekyung, we could find out. Or use something about Seoha, the child, as leverage to extort some money.”
“Taekyung Han? The second son of HY Group? What if the chairman finds out? We received money on the condition of keeping our mouths shut and not showing the child,” Seungae said, worried about repeating the same statement.
Hyungjin replied in frustration, “We don’t need to announce it openly, right? Don’t you get the nuance? Just subtly hint it.”
“Like suggesting there’s some secret?”
“Exactly. You catch on quick, as always, my dear. Meanwhile, we can try to find Seoha. If she has had a child, even better for us.”
Hyungjin gave Seungae a thumbs-up, pleased with himself. But Seungae still felt uneasy.
“What if the chairman comes demanding the money back?”
“Then we deny everything! Why worry so much? Leave it to me.”
Hyungjin grinned, tapping his chest confidently.
Seungae, though anxious about Hyungjin’s reliability, had no choice but to trust him. They were out of other options.
Neither Seungae nor Hyungjin had been able to stick with a job for long.
Hyungjin hummed cheerily, getting up to open the wardrobe and scanning through it. Then he clicked his tongue in annoyance.
“Ugh, there’s nothing decent to wear. I need to dress up to be convincing. Honey, got any money?”
“I don’t have any money! Haven’t you been listening? I’ve been saying we’re broke.”
Seungae glared at Hyungjin, who then slammed the wardrobe shut and strutted around.
“Fine. I, the husband, will take care of it. Don’t worry, just wait.”
Hyungjin left the house, dragging his slippers and wearing his tracksuit.
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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