The veins surged over Hyuk-joo’s back of the hand as he gripped the steering wheel.
His mother never used a hat during her battle with illness. Instead, she created and wore wide scarves as headbands.
Even in the final moments of her life, she wore a bright orange scarf.
It was a scarf depicting the story of Odysseus returning to his hometown of Ithaca after countless hardships, a deliberately chosen birthday present after hearing his mother’s desire to travel to the beautiful Mediterranean when spring comes.
During the funeral, Hyuk-joo had touched the scarf he had put in his pocket throughout the ceremony.
He recited, as if narrating, that his mother had returned to her comfortable hometown like the Odysseus in the scarf’s illustration.
— I don’t know how much the hat given to me by the ahjumma meant to me. It was really precious, but…
Yeon-ji’s voice choked with tears.
The natural way she told lies was horrifying.
Hyuk-joo suppressed the surging anger. He didn’t want to explode right now. Having been deceived, he wanted to make her pay for it in any way possible.
Yeon-ji, who didn’t notice the opponent’s anger, continued talking with a gentle tone.
— Still, I will forever remember the feelings ahjumma gave me, so it’s okay.
Damn it.
A harsh word rose in his throat. Hyuk-joo quickly hung up the phone.
He banged his head against the steering wheel and laughed like a madman. With laughter containing a mix of frustration, he silently reproached himself.
“Ha, all this time…”
Thick veins swelled on his determined forehead.
The fast-paced past of living like a fool under the influence of Yeon-ji’s petty lies flashed through his mind.
He thought that doing his best for Yeon-ji was a way to atone for the past when he turned away from his mother.
“Ridiculous.”
He couldn’t blame anyone.
It was the result of his own dullness, living immersed in the past.
Then, whose disguise did Yeon-ji wear?
The vibrating phone on the console box rang. When Yeon-ji’s number appeared, Hyuk-joo rejected the call and called Director Song.
— Yes, Assistant Director.
As if he had been waiting, Director Song answered the phone immediately.
Letting out a heavy sigh once, Hyuk-joo spoke.
“Seo Yeon-ji, or rather, check the insurance payment history under the name Seo Eun-sung.”
— Insurance?…
“If she received it several times when she was young, we might be able to find out what kind of treatment she received at the Sungsim Hospital if we confirm that.”
— Yes, I understand.
“Add a few more people around Seo Yeon-ji. Make sure she can’t escape. And if possible, thoroughly check the list of patients who were hospitalized in the pediatric cancer treatment center at the Sungsim Hospital at that time.”
— Normally, just find the records of insurance processing. It should be sufficient. Why didn’t I think of the insurance side earlier?
It seemed that the expectation of finally unraveling the tangled thread allowed Director Song’s voice to become more amiable.
“Director Song.”
— Yes.
“This is important to me. So, it might be a bit bothersome, but please help.”
— I’ll look into it as quickly as possible.
“All right. Thank you.”
Hyuk-joo expressed his gratitude to Director Song and ended the call. As he was about to put down his phone, he received another call from Yeon-ji.
Staring coldly at the phone screen, Hyuk-joo blocked the number again.
Yeon-ji bit her thumbnail and frowned.
Continuous prompts indicating the ongoing call were being displayed.
“Who on earth is she calling like this?”
A small wrinkle formed on her forehead.
Hyuk-joo, who had left as if he would never see her again, had called a little earlier. She had intervened a few words when he started talking about his deceased mother. It was appropriate to go along with what he wanted to hear. However, the call was suddenly cut off.
Thinking that it might have been accidentally disconnected, Yeon-ji called again, but Hyuk-joo was still on the call.
“I have to keep trying until he answers.”
There seemed to be no other opportunity to mix words with Hyuk-joo right now, and anxiety rushed in. So, desperately, Yeon-ji repeatedly pressed his number.
Finally, instead of the ongoing call message, a dial tone was heard.
“Please answer, please… Please.”
Yeon-ji chewed her lips delicately. When a sound as if someone was answering the phone was heard, Yeon-ji’s eyes began to shine with anticipation.
“What is it?”
However, the sound wasn’t that of someone answering the phone. Instead, a message appeared saying that the call could not be connected.
“Huh, what am I supposed to do with him right now?”
Yeon-ji looked dumbfounded, touching her forehead with her hand.
She had never been treated like this by Hyuk-joo before, so she was perplexed.
Could something have happened at the company?
The thought crossed her mind. Yeon-ji entered Hyuk-joo’s name into the search bar of a portal site.
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 🙂
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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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