The Engagement Was Broken Off at the Wedding Hall

37 – 2-22. Even S Company’s rivals are filtered out by you.

When I first opened this door, I was full of tension.

Later, it felt difficult to open this door.

After that, this door felt like the door of heaven.

Strange?

It’s not that strange.

Ji-yeon Kim, even though she was that b*tch, she kind of lost her personality in her family.

It was so absurd for her to pretend to be calm in front of her parents.

I think I enjoyed going to my mother’s house later because I could at least have that moment of peace.

At that time, I was able to rest without cleaning, doing laundry, or doing dirty work.

Of course, it felt a little difficult to deal with my father-in-law’s drunkenness, but at least it was much better than Kim Ji-yeon’s bullying.

‘…Well, if it’s a memory, is it a memory?’

No.

It is not something that will be glorified that much.

In any case, she was devastated because her mother-in-law and her aunt were right by her side and gave her away. What would have happened if her aunt had not been there?

Kim Ji-yeon, that b*tch was telling my father-in-law various things.

After that, my father-in-law shouted at her, saying, “She is his daughter, whom he raised, but are you treating her so poorly?”

Later, they even cursed at us, asking why we were rude to them even though we were also our parents, and asking what we learned from our parents.

“……Oh.”

Kim Ji-yeon’s original home.

When I look at that door in my memory, new memories bloom.

At the time, I didn’t realize that I was so tired and tired, but now that I look back, it seems like I unintentionally ended up living with my in-laws as well.

What on earth was I in the past?

Now that I think about it one by one, it was not a time of healing, but a time of killing.

Should I call it funny or absurd that it was better than the damn time I had with Kim Ji-yeon?

“Hello.”

“Mr. Hyunseong…!”

The main door opens immediately when you knock on it.

The lady welcomed me warmly and led me to the living room and sat me down on the sofa.

“It was hard to come this long way, wasn’t it?”

“Ah…”

Small wooden desk in front of the sofa.

A cup of orange juice served on top.

I quietly held the orange juice with both hands.

‘It’s cool.’

If you think about it, it was like that.

In this family that had already passed away, only my mother-in-law cared for me.

How grateful I was for the glass of juice handed to me, thanking me for my hard work on the long journey.

“──Haaa…”

Although it is a very common DelXt orange juice, its taste is undeniable.

‘…But.’

That is that and this is this.

I put the half-drinking glass down on the desk.

“Madam.”

“I know. I’m not that ignorant of a person.”

The lady looked at me from a distance.

A gentle smile. A smile that says it will never burden you.

Do you know that a smile like that puts more pressure on you?

‘It would be better if I just scolded him.’

What is that guy’s affection?

I guess I am a fanatic.

No matter where you look, he’s a fanatic.

“Still…I’d like to ask you a favor.”

“…………..”

But

That’s probably not what I’m saying about you.

…

..

.

“Ugh….!”

The musty smell that greets you even before you open the door and enter.

I feel sick and dizzy. It is fishy and rich.

The smells that had probably seeped into the wallpaper made me want to go back.

‘…Haaa.’

But I can’t go back now.

I somehow tried to take a step into the room, but this time, the remnants of the plastic bottle that I had finished drinking got caught on my foot.

─Too, too doo doo!

“…..Ha.”

Plastic bottles falling like dominoes.

It looks like they were trying to organize it, but the plastic bottles piled up like a tower have fallen over, making the messy room even more chaotic.

There is no answer up to this point. Even up to this point, you need to call a professional company.

“You really are a crazy b*tch….”

Remains of chicken piled up on one wall.

Pizza wrapper vaguely covered over it.

Fry bags, hamburger wrappers, etc. That neatly fill empty spaces.

What caught my eye the most was the sight of a trash can that had already exceeded its limits and was taking out all kinds of trash as if it had failed to close the door.

Half-broken chopsticks.

A plastic spoon that sticks together.

Aluminum cans with an unidentified sticky liquid attached to them, and even a bright green soju lid holding on precariously.

‘Someone tell me to clean this up.’

Maybe the lady or uncle will tell you to clean it up.

The corners are already appearing. Separate people who make a mess, separate people who clean up.

That’s exactly what you do.

It was obvious that if I cleaned everything up after this, I would act like I was sorry and make an excuse, saying, ‘I’m sorry… I’m so sick…’

No, it would be nice if you could at least make an excuse.

It is common for men to complain about not being able to do something for their sick wife.

“Why am I really so captivated by this other b*tch?”

“───!”

“Huh?”

For a moment, it seemed like the blanket was wriggling…

“Hmm….”

Anyway, why are you fascinated by this b*tch?

It’s simple.

Because she was pretty.

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Because she was incredibly pretty.

Because she had a charm that captivated people and made men crazy.

…Now that I look at it, I think I was just gaslighted.

‘The environment I grew up in there was also great.’

It is a curse for women.

A woman who bounces is attractive.

A man who sacrifices everything when a woman is having a hard time is truly a man, etc…

When I saw a woman shaking like crazy, I accepted the phrases that were used to describe her as attractive.

I’ll say it again, now that I look at it, I think it’s all gaslighting.

‘It’s ridiculous.’

All that is left for the man who sacrificed everything is a mess.

A man who sacrifices everything when a woman is having a hard time?

In fact, the woman who runs away when the man stumbles is this b*tch.

‘It’s gaslighting.’

Gaslighting has been systematic since a young age.

I was a little appalled by the gaslighting at the national level.

“But…I’ve come to my senses now.”

Wouldn’t this be okay?

I let go of my heart and exhaled—Ah, damn the rotten smell of malatang!

“Big…..”

It’s like sh*t.

It just sucks.

Am I entering a room where people live, or a morgue where someone has already died?

No, it’s a space where I think the morgue would be cleaner.

─Wiggle.

“Oppa…Ppa…..?”

A person squirming in a space that is almost like being buried in a dust pit.

Is it a blanket or dust? The woman who appeared underneath with messy hair…

“Oppaaa!!!”

“───!!!”

Just like that, he hugged me with all his strength.

“Oppa…Oppaaa…!!!”

“Ah.”

There was no romantic feeling like Jiyeon was crying.

There was also no erotic feeling like my breasts were touching.

“Oppa… You know that I really wanted to see you…?”

“………….”

It just smelled.

It was smelly and dirty.

A sticky smell slowly rose to the top of my head.

Red stains on the hem of clothes or dog fat visible on the skin.

“I…Kept thinking about it. All the time, I only thought about my brother.”

He used to make crying noises, but now he speaks clearly and with good diction.

“Why did my brother treat me so badly? Why did he make things difficult for me?”

Pretending to be pitiful and rolling your eyes.

The corners of his eyes tremble and he often cries.

“…Actually, I made it harder for you.”

Even saying things as if to say, ‘I realized it.’

“…Hyunseong oppa…”

It stinks.

It smells very bad.

I wouldn’t have known that before.

But actions that can be known now.

[If you want to know a person, look at their actions and attitude, not their words]

“I…I don’t mind if my brother doesn’t forgive me.”

Don’t look at Jiyeon Kim’s words.

“Still…Still, I really wanted to tell you this.”

Look at Kim Ji-yeon’s actions and Kim Ji-yeon’s attitude.

“I’m so…So sorry…!”

The behavior of a woman shedding tears while saying sorry, the attitude of a woman.

“I’m sorry, oppa…!!”

The house was turned into a garbage dump.

I lived quietly, ordering delivery food.

“…And, yes. It’s okay to hate it. It’s okay to hate it. But I want to say it.”

Even when I entered the room earlier,

The plastic bottles piled high collapsed.

It collapsed with all sorts of noises.

Nevertheless, Jiyeon Kim pretended to sleep.

“Thank you, brother. For coming back.”

She continued to pretend to sleep.

And when I spoke up.

She squirmed when she told me exactly why she loved this b*tch.

She pretended to sleep.

I sensed that there was an opportunity.

“…..And…”

And

“I love you…I love you…”

When I was trying to come to my senses, he woke up as if he was aiming at me.

“I love you…I like you oppa…!”

He hugged me with all his body.

Is it possible for someone who just woke up to do something like that?

Probably not. At least they’ll start off embarrassed and ask why there’s someone there.

Nevertheless, Jiyeon Kim, this b*tch, just hugged me.

After that, it’s obvious.

“I want to live with my brother again… I want to love you again…!!”

“I was a fool… I was a fool, a fool, a fool. I should have only looked at my brother…”

“Oppa… Oppa, don’t abandon me… I don’t like abandoning me…!!”

I appeal with tears. To have compassion.

It approaches with the whole body. To feel compassion.

Even during this time, they try to reduce the feeling of rejection by hiding their swollen stomach.

Do something you wouldn’t normally do and show it with all your might.

Why?

“Jiyeon.”

“Oppa…..”

That’s obvious.

“Do you know that the right corner of your mouth twitches when you lie?”

“…………”

To catch me again.

To hold it in your hand and shake it.

To take the initiative and lead the way.

To the limit──for one’s own sake.

“Jiyeon.”

“…Oh…Bah…?”

I answered with a smile.

“You idiot.”

“………….”

“You’re so f*cking good at it. That’s why I was fooled.”

“…What are you doing now, brother?”

A voice that changed in an instant.

I felt like he was trying to set the mood by getting angry.

‘…This is fascinating.’

Is it because I have completely lost my mind?

Things that might have been shaken in the past were being analyzed one by one.

It feels as if I can read a person’s behavior and psychology.

It felt like a kind of cold reading was happening inside me.

‘How much have you suffered so far?’

I put on all kinds of s*xy shows to please this damn monster b*tch.

You have to do this to be a good man.

“Ji-yeon. No, Kim Ji-yeon. I came here at your request.”

“…………..”

He keeps his mouth shut when things don’t go his way.

I slowly bent my knees and made eye contact with Jiyeon Kim.

“Have you ever…Cooked a meal with your own hands?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Have you tried recycling? Or even cleaned your room?”

“So what are you talking about now!”

I scold you.

If you don’t do what he wants, he will start screaming.

I didn’t like it so I adjusted it

“It’s just that I feel like an asshole.”

“What…?”

Because he’s not that anymore.

“I was raised like a princess at home, but I thought it was sick of others to try to treat me like a princess.”

“…What do you want to say?”

“What can I do?”

I smiled broadly.

It’s a bit off topic, but if there’s one thing I learned from Kyungsoo,

“You’re a bit ugly.”

“I──Ieek!!!”

The point is that it is useful for trash to take out trash.

I walked out of the room, being showered with pillows, chopsticks, and plastic forks.

“………….”

“…I’m sorry, ma’am.”

There was a woman standing outside the room looking at me with blank eyes.

Probably, I brought it here because I wanted something different.

“I can’t come up with anything good.”

“…Haaa.”

A thin sigh.

Has the relationship between me and the lady completely broken because of this?

I felt a little sorry and guilty.

“I’m sorry, ma’am.”

“…No. I’m more sorry.”

I just walked out the door.

“…Mother-in-law.”

“Huh…?”

No, I was going to leave.

But before I leave, I wanted to say this much.

“I’m sorry for slapping you in the face before.”

“Ah…..”

A dazed expression.

I said as I closed the door with my own hand.

“And, be sure to get a health checkup.”

“…Thank you, Hyunseong.”

Thank you, Rani.

The lady is also quite a good person.

‘How can such a monster come from such a mother?’

I can never be a father like that.

On the other hand, I returned home with a teacher-like lesson.

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Inside the room where Hyeonseong left.

Jiyeon sat on the bed in a daze.

“…………..”

Something is wrong.

Even though it was wrong, it was so wrong.

‘I am….’

I did not wish for this kind of reality.

I have never hoped for a situation like this.

I wanted you to be happy no matter what.

I wanted a happy life, a fulfilling life different from before.

This is my wish.

This is a return for that.

It was my ‘second’ wish that I made for that purpose.

‘But why….’

Where did it go wrong?

I don’t know. Not a clue.

“……………………….”

In a daze, my vision goes down.

Unlike the first time, my stomach was swollen enough to be visible.

What’s inside here──?

‘…..Ah.’

Yes.

This is where things went wrong.

“You… Are.”

The furthest thing from a happy life.

A child belonging to someone other than the designated man.

That’s why the discord arose, and that’s why it arose.

“….No.”

Like small snowflakes rolling and rolling to create a large avalanche.

“‘This'”

A small discord turned into a big disaster.

Then what should we do?

“This…Because…”

There is nothing difficult.

It was so easy and simple.

So

“It is not covered by insurance, and the surgery date is…”

“Today.”

From the beginning.

“I’ll do it right away today.”

Let’s start again from the beginning.