“Let’s get married.”
Cha Ijun, her long-standing first love and a man considered the next successor of a great political family.
He proposed to Seoyun on only their third meeting after they had reunited.
“Seoyun. If you don’t dislike me, my proposal won’t be a bad one for you either. ”
A confession she could not understand. Eyes from which she could read no emotion at all.
Everything remained a question, but there was no way Seoyun could refuse his proposal.
***
The married life she began while bracing herself for many things turned out to be unexpectedly peaceful, and Ijun was a husband with nothing to criticize.
But then, one day, when an inexplicable loneliness had been growing larger by the day.
Seoyun finally came to learn the truth hidden within this marriage.
“Did you love me? While we lived together, was there ever a moment you felt excited and happy when you looked at me?”
“I…. liked you.”
Of course, Seoyun knew as well.
That as a companion living together with him, he had at least a measure of affection for her.
There was no reason for him not to like her.
A gentle wife who always listened to him and accepted his words without argument or objection.
A wife who did not bring up troublesome matters or make demands, and only needed to have small, stress-free conversations with him.
A wife with no in-laws he had to concern himself with.
And that was not all. At night, he could freely satisfy his desires as much as he wished.
Thinking back on it, it seemed Ijun had liked Seoyun’s body quite a lot as well.
“To you too, Mr. Ijun, I was never a wife. The daily life we shared existed only inside this house. Outside of that, you shared nothing with me.”
Now she understood.
That her married life with him had been like an accessory with plausible decoration but no actual jewel at its center.
“Mr. Ijun. Let’s get divorced.”
No one would be happy at the sight of a mirage laid out like a lavish feast.
