Apparently, they had been evaluating her performance without her knowing. According to the HR team leader, not only the main story writer but also several others who participated in the project gave high praise.

They called her a promising creator and someone they wanted to work with. Therefore, along with the promotion to the main writer, they proposed a one-year contract extension.

As is often the case with this industry’s starting point, the salary was not very high, but compared to being a supporting writer now, it was about 1.5 times higher.

When various bonuses and benefits, including incentives, were included, it roughly doubled.

It seemed tempting to jump for joy, but for now, she put it on hold. If she broke up with Kang-woo, she would have to leave the company immediately. She didn’t have the confidence to openly go to her ex-husband’s company. Moreover, if they happened to run into each other, it wouldn’t be easy to act like nothing happened.

The other problem was that if she opened up about her relationship with Kang-woo, people around her would naturally feel uncomfortable.

In addition, rumors about being employed by Kang-woo with personal intentions were likely to keep popping up. If she disappeared as a supporting writer, it might not cause much of a stir even if it became known.
If I keep getting involved in various games at my husband’s company, no matter how much I achieve with my skills, there will undoubtedly be disapproving looks. That’s harmful not only to my career but also to Kang-woo.

Moreover, even though I’ve managed to enter the game industry in various ways, I need to think more about whether this field suits my aptitude.

Lost in thought, I absentmindedly glanced at the bottom of the laptop. It was 5 p.m. Suddenly, I snapped out of it.

There was no time for this. I had to finish by 7 p.m. and rush to the hospital.

A red light came from Se-ah’s phone, which was placed far away. Although I hadn’t been able to check it continuously, it was Kang-woo.

At that moment.

This department head was in the hospital room at Hansung University Hospital, where her mother was admitted. She had visited every day this week. Even if only for a short while.

Her mother’s condition had worsened. In case they called from the hospital, she kept checking her phone constantly, avoiding Nam-tae’s gaze.

Soon, the attending physician would visit the room, and the caregiver vacated the seat. The department head watched her deeply sleeping mother while receiving a stabilizer injection.

Now in her mid-60s, her age looked easily ten years more. Due to frequent anticancer treatments, her hair was thinning, and wrinkles were deeply engraved on her wide forehead, angular neck, and the back of her hands that seemed to have nothing but skin.

Since last week, her mother’s symptoms had been strange.

A person who didn’t contact her much during the day for fear of interfering with work. Suddenly calling and saying she thought it was night. The doctor didn’t come for rounds that day, but when she asked the caregiver, it turned out to be false.

However, she couldn’t just believe the words of a complete stranger caregiver.

The next day, after work, she visited the room. After examining various things, she pulled the guardian chair beside the bed. What could the grown-up son have to say to his mother?

Still, she talked about this and that, thinking it would be lonely for her alone. But as she chattered away, her mother’s eyes, which had been unresponsive to the surroundings, suddenly brightened.

“Mother. Are you bored? Should I read you a book?”

“It’s so interesting, Mr. Jung-ho. Tell me another story.”

With a relaxed voice, Jung-ho, the son, called my father’s name.

It was surprising, but she didn’t take it too seriously. She thought her mother might have been dreaming with her thin, open eyes. However, since then, her mother occasionally mistook herself for her father.

After two brief knocks, the attending physician entered. The department head quietly put the chair into the bed. After checking her sleeping mother, the doctor exhaled heavily.

“The nurse and caregiver told me about the patient’s symptoms, and after checking myself as well…” The doctor calmly continued speaking, releasing a heavy breath.
“It seems to be symptoms of delirium. It appears similar to early dementia symptoms, which occasionally occur in patients undergoing cancer treatment. However, delirium is a temporary condition that can improve.”

“…….”

“I understand that you must be surprised. It’s not something easily accepted as a family. However, it’s advisable for the guardian to strengthen their heart and not show any signs of surprise to the patient. Because the patient may feel more confused and distressed.”

“Yes.”

“It must be challenging, but please try to accept it naturally.”