That guy came back after nine years. Without the name I loved, without the smile I remembered.... more>>
“I’m Jung Doheon.”
To the man pretending not to know me, I ended up saying it firmly:
“Don’t even bother packing your underwear. Just get out of that house right now. I’ll take care of you.”
It was because, at the very least, his face was still as handsome as ever.
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It hadn’t even been a week since they met through a business relationship.... more>>
All they knew about each other was probably just their names and ages.
But still, the man calmly pulled up a marriage proposal on his tablet screen and handed it over.
“Yoon Ikheon-ssi, you might as well try selling me insurance.”
“Think of it like signing up for insurance and give marriage a shot.”
“What did you say?”
“I’ll guarantee it. Go Dongmi-ssi, a secure retirement.”
He was clearly a weirdo.
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Ghosting.... more>>
Twelve years of friendship and three years of a relationship ended just like that.
Or so I thought.
"Ms. Son Yeo-eun, do you know me?"
Why the hell is that guy......in my chili field?
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