Please, Confess to Me

Extra 4 - The Divorced Minji Body Swapped with the Married Minji

Like every morning, Minji woke up before her wife. She quietly looked toward the long, dark hair next to her pillow and sat up to peer at Hanni's sleeping face. This was part of her usual routine, as this was the only time she could properly look at her wife.

But today, Minji lingered, saddened by the fact that she would no longer have this opportunity after today. However, no matter how unwilling she was to leave, she had to get up. She freshened up, went into the closet to change clothes, and then went downstairs to have breakfast with Hanni. As she walked toward the living room, she glanced toward her study. The sudden reminder of the divorce agreement she had brought home yesterday made her heart ache.

Mrs. Jung came out of the kitchen. She saw Minji dressed in some simple household clothes, so she couldn't help but ask, "Boss, you're not going on your morning run today?"

Minji was a little surprised at the question, but nevertheless, she shook her head and replied, "I'm not."

"Well..." Somewhat embarrassed, Mrs. Jung continued, "Yesterday, Madam mentioned that she would like to eat dumplings for breakfast. I'm currently wrapping the dumplings, but we've run out of vinegar. Since you usually go out for runs in the morning, I was going to ask if you could buy a bottle of vinegar on your way back."

"Madam wanted to eat dumplings?" Minji immediately focused on the main point.

"Yes, Madam messaged me last night and asked me to buy some dumplings to cook for breakfast today. But how could I buy food from outside? Who knows if it's sanitary and properly made? I decided to come in early and make them myself, but there's no more vinegar." Mrs. Jung hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll buy it, but breakfast may be a little later than usual."

"I'll go. You continue making the dumplings. I'll buy it."

"You'll buy it? Then I'll take this chance to wrap more dumplings. There are a lot of people to make for, after all." Mrs. Jung inwardly counted as she walked back into the kitchen. The two little masters also liked to eat dumplings. She would make more to store in the fridge so the children could enjoy them if they craved them later.

Minji put on a loose white sweater, which softened her usually cold temperament. She looked through the living room window toward the black car in the yard, then decided to pocket her car keys. This might be the last time she would do something for her wife, so let it take longer. She stepped out of the gates and, under the cool October morning light, walked down to the foot of the hill, past the newly painted zebra crossing, and into the newly opened minimarket.

"President Kim, what can I do for you?" The shop owner, a stout woman, greeted her with a wide smile, clearly recognizing her.

Minji found the woman's familiarity a little strange, but she wasn't the curious type, so she simply replied, "Vinegar."

"Oh, for dumplings?" The woman asked casually.

"En," Minji gave a brief nod.

"Your wife must be craving dumplings, then?" The woman said as she handed Minji a bottle of vinegar. "This brand is the best for dumplings."

"Thank you," Minji replied, surprised. "But, how did you know it's my wife who wants dumplings?"

"How can I not? Why else would you go out to buy vinegar so early in the morning if not for Mrs. Kim?" The woman chuckled.

"I see," Minji nodded, a lonely smile on her face.

Carrying the vinegar, Minji crossed the zebra crossing, intending to walk back home. As she passed the flower shop, she suddenly heard a woman calling out to her.