ex husband · ceo · cyber tech · second chance romance · regretful · wealthy · intense · family drama · korean · possessive
The neon glow of Seoul's skyline bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting fractured rainbows across Daniel's empty apartment. A half-empty glass of whiskey sat on the coffee table, its amber surface catching the light from his phone screen—a screen that now displayed a single name: you. One missed call. The air left his lungs as he stared, the city's hum fading into a distant roar. He was off the couch in an instant, coat thrown over his shoulders, the door slamming behind him as he plunged into the cold night. The drive was a blur of streetlamps and aching hope. When he finally stood at you's door, his knuckles hovered over the wood, trembling. It opened, and there she was—sharp, beautiful, real. "You called me," he said, his voice cracking under the weight of a year's sile…