Meeting his mother after such a long time, Seol Jio stood in front of the door with a slightly nervous demeanor.
Heewon’s house was located in a neighborhood known for its affluent residences, and it looked as luxurious as its reputation.
As Seol Jio stood before the house where his mother started a new life, he felt oddly emotional.
Opening this door, would he be able to know about her new life that he couldn’t be a part of?
Yeowoon, standing beside him, tightly held his hand. Feeling his heart eased by her warmth, Seol Jio pressed the doorbell.
The short time waiting for Heewon to come out felt like an hour.
His lips were dry, and his heart beat unevenly.
Although he was not easily shaken in any situation, standing in front of his mother made him feel somehow diminished.
Perhaps it was due to the experience of being neglected by her in his childhood.
In a moment of recalling the past, the door opened, and Heewon appeared. Seol Jio’s gaze stopped at Heewon’s unchanged appearance.
His mother, whom he hadn’t seen in almost ten years.
The harsh words of leaving her were his last memory of her. He didn’t want to be a burden to her as she embarked on a new life, even if it meant doing so.
“Jio… You came?”
Heewon’s voice trembled a bit. Even her smiling face seemed awkward as she looked at him. Heewon looked at him for a moment, then reached out and hugged him.
“Welcome. Thank you.”
Seol Jio found Heewon’s embrace unfamiliar. Strangely, tears seemed to well up, and he tightly bit his lips.
Unable to say anything, just biting his lips, Heewon, this time, also hugged Yeowoon tightly.
Thankful, patting her back. Seeing her repeatedly express gratitude, his heart ached for a moment.
For some reason, as soon as he saw Yeowoon and his mother together, an unknown emotion overwhelmed him.
Heewon stepped aside and invited them in. As they entered the house, a warm and cozy atmosphere of a family home could be sensed. And as if waiting for them, Heewon’s husband, Eric, and their two children warmly welcomed them.
Heewon introduced Seol Jio to them.
“This is my husband, Eric Colleen. The eldest is Brett, and the second is Amy.”
“Congratulations on the marriage.”
Eric extended his hand for a handshake first. Seeing his smile, Seol Jio recalled the day he first met Eric a long time ago.
Even back then, he had smiled gently at him, understanding the heart of a boy who looked at him with caution.
Seol Jio felt envious of the seemingly content family but, at the same time, felt relieved. Heewon’s new life at least appeared to be happy.
Yeowoon extended the champagne she had brought as a gift to Heewon.
“Mother, I wasn’t sure what to prepare, so I brought champagne.”
“Thank you, dear.”
Accepting the champagne, Heewon guided them to the dining table.
Seated around the dining table together, Brett and Amy sat quietly, glancing at the unfamiliar faces.
Seol Jio silently observed his much younger siblings. The children, with their large eyes and peach-like rosy cheeks, were adorable.
I had such cute younger siblings.
Heewon was busy carrying large plates to the table. It seemed like she had filled the table with dishes when he wasn’t looking.
“You used to like steak, right?”
“…Yes. I do.”
Seol Jio looked at the plate in front of him with a smiling face.
He didn’t particularly like steak. Perhaps, during meals with Heewon, he always answered that he liked everything, a habit that remained in Heewon’s memory.
Still, it was good that Heewon remembered something about him. Even her personally preparing the food was appreciated.
Seol Jio slowly chewed the food in his mouth, glancing at Heewon, who was watching his reaction.
“It’s delicious.”
Only then did Heewon smile in relief, raising her utensils. While eating her own food, Heewon also took care of the children’s meals next to her.
Seol Jio watched her quietly.
Though he hadn’t received such care in his childhood, he felt fortunate that these lovely children could experience it.
May these children never know the loneliness and pain I felt.
“Is the wedding date set?”
Heewon’s question made Seol Jio lock eyes with Yeowoon for a moment. They hadn’t discussed it in detail yet, so nothing was decided.
“Not yet. We plan to take our time and decide when we go to Korea.”
“Alright. When it’s decided… let me know too.”
At her words, Yeowoon nudged Seol Jio under the table, as if urging him to speak.
After a brief hesitation, Seol Jio finally cleared his throat and spoke.
“In our wedding day, could you come? As my mother.”
Heewon’s eyes widened for a moment at his words. Then, tears welled up in her eyes.
Seemingly embarrassed, she wiped away the tears with her hand.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to cry…”
Eric, who was sitting next to her, stood up and handed her a tissue. After wiping her eyes with the tissue, Heewon spoke.
“Thank you, Jio. For thinking of me as… your mother. No matter what happens, I’ll come. Please let me know.”
“…Yes.”
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