Thinking she should order some food later, Dajeong pondered what else she could do for him.
“Mr. Chae Junghyuk, are you really okay alone?”
When Dajeong anxiously asked, Junghyuk raised an eyebrow.
“Okay alone?”
“Exactly. Can you eat and take care of yourself alone?”
“Why alone? Yuda Jeong and Yusi Woo are here, aren’t they?”
“Stay here? That’s absurd.”
When Dajeong rejected outright, Junghyuk’s slick face stiffened discontentedly.
“Yuda Jeong. My arm is in this state, and you’re leaving me alone in the house without anyone?”
Dajeong’s eyes became sharp. Who does he think her son is?
“Can’t you leave it alone?”
“What about food? Will I starve to death?”
“Aren’t you right-handed?”
“Just because I can hold a spoon, do you think I’ll be full? Who’s going to cook the food?”
He spoke as if he had personally cooked and eaten before.
“What if you want to wash? How about when you can’t even comb your hair alone and slip on the tile floor, getting a concussion and dying? Don’t you mind being found as a barefoot corpse?”
“Mr. Chae Junghyuk, you’re being too extreme.”
“So don’t make it extreme. Stop talking nonsense and take care of me over the weekend. I’m a patient, you know.”
Succumbing to the sympathetic gaze, Dajeong sighed. Well, it was too harsh to leave a person with an unnatural arm alone in an empty house.
However, when he recovers from the arm injury, it’s somewhat worrisome to entrust her son to others.
“Mr. Chae Junghyuk, how about going to our house then?”
“Anywhere is fine.”
With a small suitcase containing a few clothes, Junghyuk set off for Dajeong’s apartment.
When they arrived home, the sun had long set, and after passing the dinner time, Dajeong filled her stomach with a simple omurice without egg and went to the bathroom with Siwoo.
After messing around for a while, Siwoo, who came out of the bathroom, looked whiter than usual.
While Mom went to get lotion, Siwoo wrapped a large towel around his bare body like a cape and jumped onto the sofa.
“Oh? Mister, are you sleeping at our house?”
“Yeah, I’m hurt. I can’t be alone because it hurts.”
Looking at his forearm, which was as large as a robot arm, Siwoo blinked innocently.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“To the point of death.”
Now he knows how to adjust to a child’s eye level.
“Shall Siwoo brush my teeth for me? Then I’ll recover quickly!”
“You got hurt so much, it should be done a hundred times?”
“Uh… uh! Then can you do it five times now and ninety-nine times tomorrow morning?”
“Why not? Sure.”
No mention was made of the fact that it was not ninety-nine times but ninety-five times. When Junghyuk extended his casted arm, Siwoo pursed his lips and, being careful, provided him with a brush.
Bowing his head and bringing his nose to the small back of his head, a sweet powder scent emanated from his damp hair.
Only after putting Siwoo to sleep did Dajeong’s attention turn to him.
“You need to wash up. Did you bring clothes to change into?”
“There.”
Junghyuk nodded towards his suitcase. Dajeong took out clothes to change into from the suitcase and handed them to him. Then, as she turned away, his arm was grabbed.
“Where are you going?”
“Huh?”
“You have to wash me.”
Junghyuk pointed to his casted arm as if it were obvious.
“Oh, even if it’s like that…”
“Again. Yuda Jeong. Did we forget that we made a child?”
Dajeong’s raised eyebrows were now thin.
“We can’t live like this. Hooray.”
Dajeong, with teary eyes, tried to resist, and Junghyuk exclaimed “Hooray” again. After rolling up the shirt he had been wearing since the morning, Junghyuk wriggled his body and pulled his torso out of the shirt.
“Can you handle the rest?”
“I saw enough.”
With a mischievous smile, he slipped the remaining clothes off and entered the bathtub.
Dajeong, with intentionally blurred eyes, wrapped a large towel around Junghyuk’s arm and hung it on the edge of the bathtub to prevent it from getting wet.
As she rinsed her hair under the shower and lathered shampoo to create a rich foam, Junghyuk comfortably closed his eyes.
“Mr. Chae Junghyuk.”
A voice echoed in the moist space. Junghyuk, with his eyes slightly lowered, responded with a soft “Yes.”
“You know, Mr. Chae Junghyuk, you should tell Siwoo now.”
“What?”
“That you’re his dad.”
Only then did Junghyuk’s lowered eyelids rise.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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