Chapter 1
March 2025. In a quiet little cafe tucked away in a Seoul neighborhood, where the few passersby barely stirred the air, I finally met the woman who would one day be my mother-in-law. The woman who was my girlfriend’s mother. My future mother-in-law.
“Ah, hello! I’m Kim Seok-hun.”
The first time we met. My nerves got the better of me and the greeting came out too loud and booming. “Mother!”
My girlfriend’s mother looked a little startled at my reaction, glancing around the cafe as if searching for something. “I-I’m so sorry.”
“Hohoho, it’s all right. I’m actually relieved to see such a big, passionate man as my daughter’s boyfriend.”
“Ah… t-thank you.”
Even in such an embarrassing situation, she handled it with such gentleness and care. It was almost unbelievable. The girlfriend I had married just a few months ago was only twenty-one years old. I had first met her in an internet cafe at two in the morning, still half-asleep and searching for an empty seat. That was when I noticed her sitting there alone, twenty years old, completely absorbed in the same game I was playing. She was trying to defeat the boss but couldn’t, tears streaming down her cheeks from frustration. “Can I help you?”
That single sentence changed my entire life. Her name was Lee Seul-ah. At the time she was twenty, didn’t go to university, and occasionally helped her mother. And she was beautiful. Pretty, with just enough baby fat left on her cheeks to make her look irresistibly adorable. The kind of girl who possessed both beauty and cuteness at once. But what surprised me most…
“Today… shall we sleep together?”
It was her desire. The confident way she offered herself up to the man she liked. On the very first day we met, we became one. Three months after we started dating, we were already engaged. We were happy, joyful, beautiful, and secretly, wonderfully passionate. Despite the nine-year age gap, we fit together perfectly—especially at night. Every time we locked eyes, we would burn with need. Whenever we wanted, she gave herself to me completely. We were insatiable together. “Oppa! I really love you! You’re the only man in the world I can handle.”
“I love you too! You’re the only woman who can handle my needs.”
“Hehehe.”
Such a small, precious, adorable girl. So loving and so blissfully sensual. No matter how often I craved her, she was always ready. In my four previous relationships, every woman I dated eventually grew tired of my insatiable appetite and left. But Seul-ah was different. She clung to me, begging for more. “Is this what they call a perfect match written by fate?”
“Hehehe! Yes, it is! Ah… it feels so good. Again?”
“Yes!”
Everything matched perfectly—from our personalities to our desires. “What kind of person did you inherit this pervert nature from?”
“Mother? Then you must be just like Dad.”
“Huh?”
“Hehe! My face is Mom’s, my body is Dad’s!”
“Is that so?”
“Yes!”
She looked just like her mother. Beautiful. And her body… I still didn’t fully understand what she meant by “like her father.” But I didn’t care. I married her. And in March 2025, I finally met her mother. The first impression was pure beauty. According to Seul-ah, her mother had given birth at sixteen, had another daughter at seventeen, and divorced at twenty. She had raised the two girls alone, working hard to keep them healthy and lovely. Her ex-husband had come from a wealthy family, so she had received a generous settlement. If the girls had been sons instead of daughters…
I met Lee Yeon-seo, thirty-eight years old, and I understood exactly what Seul-ah meant. “Face like Mom, body like Dad.” She was round and soft, but her chest was small. Her mother was the complete opposite—voluptuous with G-cup breasts that looked like two ripe watermelons. Lee Yeon-seo’s first impression was overwhelming. She had changed both her daughters’ surnames to her own when she divorced, and when she moved to Korea, she gave them their current names. But the warmth in her eyes and the gentle way she smiled told me everything I needed to know. “Thank you for taking such good care of our daughter. Marriage should happen soon, I think.”
“G-got it! Thank you so much!!”
I received her blessing. The wedding was rushed under her mother’s direction, and just one month later, I was a married man. * * * * *
After the wedding, thanks to my mother-in-law’s recommendation, I began running the small cafe she had prepared for us. The honeymoon period burned like an eternal flame. Living together every day, sharing the cafe, and working side by side, we burned brighter with each passing day. The fire never went out. Three months later, one ordinary day…
“Ah… sorry, I’m really tired today.”
“Want me to use my mouth instead?”
“No, the customers today are just too many. That’s why.”
“I see…”
The cafe was doing better than expected, and the number of walk-in customers was steadily increasing. I grew busier and busier. Eventually, the time I spent in my wife’s bed began to dwindle. I still made love to her a few times a week—maybe four or five—but it was nothing compared to the twenty times or more we used to do. One month passed. Then another. “Seul-ah? I want to do it tonight.”
“Sorry, oppa. I’m just really tired today.”
“G-got it…”
She started avoiding me in bed. I didn’t understand it at first. The loving wife I knew had no reason to refuse me. I didn’t realize she was seeking satisfaction somewhere else. It took only one month for me to discover the truth. One month after that, I closed the cafe early and headed home with cake and flowers, eager to surprise my wife with a special evening. Thinking about how happy she would be, I walked with light steps and a smile on my face. And then…
Riiiing—! Without knocking, I used my key card and stepped inside. The sound of skin slapping skin hit me like a slap. Pounding, pounding, pounding—! “Seul-ah…?” I saw everything. My wife… the wife I loved more than anything… “Huk… haa… haa… oppa…? Why so early…? Huk!!”
Two men were with her. Two men were inside my wife, taking turns with her. “Huh? Husband? Should we stop?”
“No… don’t stop! If you stop, I’ll kill you!!”
My wife was being fucked by other men. And the worst part was… she hadn’t stopped even when I walked in. It was what she wanted. She was having sex with two men and didn’t even care that I was watching. “Haa… haa… oppa… huk… I’ll come back in an hour… haa!! Deeper… deeper!!”
“!!!!!!!!!”
How could this be…? Not only was she letting other men use her in front of me, but she was also telling me to leave? Was this really the wife I knew? I ran out of the house in a panic, my mind shattered. A few days later, Seul-ah came to me in a cold, determined voice and demanded a divorce. “You… what are you doing?”
“What am I doing? We’re getting divorced.”
“What? Divorce? Seul-ah!!”
I couldn’t believe it. She should have apologized first, right? But she stood there so arrogantly, demanding it. “What am I supposed to do? Keep pretending we’re still a couple?”
“I… I don’t know.”
“Don’t know? You really don’t?”
“What?”
“Do you think I married you because I love you?”
“Of course I do!”
“So why did you marry me, then?”
“That’s…”
No way…? No way, it was only that?
“Oppa didn’t hug me.”
“I was busy! That’s just how it is!”
“Exactly. So I started seeing men who weren’t busy.”
“What?”
It didn’t make any sense. Because of that reason?
“I’m leaving. You can keep the house. Take care.”
“Seul-ah!!”
Tatak— Bang—! It was over before I could even say another word. She left. My mind in freefall, I did nothing. I didn’t open the cafe. I just locked myself in the room like a caged animal. A week later, the divorce papers arrived in the mail. The moment I read them, tears spilled down my cheeks even though I hadn’t done anything wrong. One month after the divorce, I was living in the worst kind of depression, and that night… I was about to end my life. Hanging from the chair, ready to take my last breath… “S-Seok-hun-ssi!!”
Just as I stepped onto the chair, someone rushed over and pulled me into their arms. I hadn’t eaten properly, hadn’t bathed, and had only been drinking. My vision was blurred. Who was it…? “S-Seok-hun…? Ah… Mother-in-law…?”
My vision went dark. When I opened my eyes again… “Uhm…”
“Seok-hun! Are you okay? You’re all right now, right? Really… really, I’m so glad… hic… hic…”
“Mother-in-law?”
My mother-in-law was sobbing.