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:I am the kind of mother who always feels sorry towards her child.
Wooyeon, who had been having a blast at the amusement park, had quickly fallen asleep in the car. In the silence of the car, only Wooyeon's steady breathing could be heard.
“Yeon-ah, you’re all here. You should go home. Wake up, Prince~”
The female lead, who drove home quietly in case Wooyeon woke up, carefully parked the car and gently shook Wooyeon, who was sleeping soundly and cutely, to wake him up.
“Yeah..”
“Prince, go home, wash up, and sleep~”
“Sir... I’m hugging you...”
I felt sorry for Wooyeon, who always lived without a father, so I raised him like a real prince. The female protagonist was afraid that Wooyeon's bad habits would get worse, but he was a good boy from the beginning. Although he would often whine, he was a good boy who never gave his mother a hard time.
“Hello, yes~ Teacher, what happened to our Woo Yeon?”
“Yes, Yeon-i’s mom, I’m calling because Yeon-i is fighting with her friend.”
“Oh, is this a big deal?”
“Because Yeon and her friend got into a fight, both Yeon and her friend got hurt, so the other friend’s parents asked to see your mother.. I’m sorry, but could you come to the kindergarten for a moment, Mom?”
"What are you sorry about, teacher? I'm more sorry. I'll go right now. I'm sorry, teacher."
Fortunately, Yeoju, who was working from home, quickly changed her clothes, grabbed her car keys, and drove to Wooyeon's kindergarten.
“Woo Yeon’s mother~ The other person’s parents are in the director’s office, so you can go in now.”
“I’m sorry, teacher. I’ll scold you well.”
“Hey, kids can fight. It wasn’t my fault, so there’s no need to apologize, Mom~”
"still.."
"Do you see this scar on my child's face right now? Can't you see that your little brat is causing our son so much pain?"
The female protagonist was so shocked by the other parent's harsh words that she almost fainted. It seemed obvious to anyone that Wooyeon had been hit more than the other child, yet they were making a fuss over a small wound on the child's elbow.
“Yes, Mother, I understand that you are upset because your precious child was hurt, but please speak more politely. What do you mean by ‘kid’ to my precious child? Would you like me to call your child ‘kid’ too?”
“Look at that young thing talking to an adult with such wide eyes, I heard my son say that your child doesn’t have a father? He wasn’t lying, he was just telling the truth, and that kid… Do you realize that he got so excited by that that he pushed my son?!”
The female protagonist was speechless at the sight of her parents' blatant behavior. "That's how parents are, so that's how the child learns," she thought, clicking her tongue inwardly. She felt sorry for Wooyeon, who must have been upset to hear her child say he had no father. Oh, and a little bit of anger too.
"Excuse me, is it even fair to say your child doesn't have a father? Go ask them. My son told his friends he doesn't have a father. I don't understand why they're using that as an excuse to brag about something so unbelievable to me. I have nothing more to say. I don't even want to. Let's just move on."
Yeo-ju, who quickly left the kindergarten holding Woo-yeon's hand, was trying to control her anger, but the thought of showing an ugly appearance in front of Woo-yeon made her feel angry again.
“I’m sorry, Yeon-ah’s mom.. I’m really sorry that Yeon-ah had to hear those words..”
“Ugh, no, I don’t care! It’s just that Mom works hard for me when Dad isn’t around, but… when he says that, I just… just… haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
"I'm sorry, Mom. Yeon should only hear good things about you, but I'm not good enough and that's why I'm like that. Yeon did nothing wrong, it's okay."
That evening, Wooyeon, who cried with tears and a runny nose, seemed to have lost all energy and went to bed earlier than usual. Yeoju, who put Wooyeon to bed, became very thoughtful. Even though he pretended not to, Wooyeon missed his father a lot. Whenever his friend's father came to pick him up from kindergarten, Wooyeon's eyes would fill with envy and sadness. Last time, when they went to the amusement park, Yeoju saw his eyes get moist as he saw children his age who came with their families.
In fact, Yeo-ju had known long ago that she wished Woo-yeon had a father. However, she was too scared and apprehensive to pursue a new love. Fearing that her lover would leave her again, Yeo-ju had always thought, "I just need to do better, I just need to fill the void left by my father." However, Woo-yeon's words, spoken while sobbing today, lingered in her mind, and her thoughts kept growing.
‘Me too... I wish I had a dad. Ugh, I don’t want to hear things like that either.. I want a dad too, huhuhuhu.”
It was a night when I really missed him, who had left and never returned.
The woman who tossed and turned all night, consumed by thoughts of chance, was the one who stayed up all night without a wink of sleep. After tossing and turning all night, she finally decided that being introduced to a man was the only option, so she immediately took a day off from work that day and went on a blind date that wasn't really a blind date.
An awkward yet subtle atmosphere flowed between a man and a woman who had just met in a quiet and secluded restaurant.
“Uh.. Should I order some food first?”
"No, let me get to the point. I have someone I love. So please avoid this uncomfortable situation."
“Oh no..!”
“Then I’ll get up and go.”
“.....”
The man, who had left the stuffy and suffocating place as if he was running away, quickly walked to his car, then for a moment, as if lost in thought, his eyes turned red and tears welled up, but soon fell.
“Yeoju..I miss you...”