Tears fell from Taeein’s eyes with a sound.

After confirming the pregnancy, she expected only good things to unfold in the future. She had been happy imagining a reliable dad, Nokhyeon, and a lovely child resembling him. However, before she could fully feel that happiness, Nokhyeon had an accident.

Moreover, it was not an accident caused by a natural disaster or a random accident; it was an accident deliberately caused by someone to harm Nokhyeon.

Concern for Nokhyeon and anxiety about the situation turned into sharp anger directed at them.

“Blinded by anger, you missed what you should have protected.”

Morae had lived for quite some time, hating and resenting others. During that time, she had inflicted an unhealable wound on the only family beside her, Nokhyeon.

She didn’t want to make Taeein like that.

“So what should I do then?”

“You have to protect what’s precious to you.”
Moora looked down at Taein’s lower abdomen and spoke.

Taein shed tears again.

“I can’t do it, forgiveness or anything like that.”

“No need to do that, anything like that.”

It wasn’t about forgiveness. It was a message not to waste time in anger and hatred.

“Nokhyeon will wake up. He’s a strong kid. You have to protect your child.”

“……. ”

“Don’t protect my child, do your best.”

Moora spat out painful words that she hadn’t been able to say before.

With a firm expression, she patted Taein’s shoulder.

Taein soon understood the meaning of those words.

Moora held a small press conference. To socially bury Yuran, who used to be an announcer and still occasionally appeared on TV, there was no other way.

Although there was no way Yuran’s social face remained intact after becoming a spy, it was different for Kang Jiwoon. The world only knew Kang Jiwoon as Moora’s adopted son, not Yuran’s biological child.

People believed that Moora adopted Jiwoon, who was the same age, because she couldn’t forget her deceased child.

Today, she planned to reveal everything. All the misfortunes she had suffered, losing her son, the pain she had to endure, and their wrongdoings.

Moora, who was tense in the heavy atmosphere, took a slow breath. She now realized how nervous Taein must have been standing here. It had been a long time since she stood in front of so many people like this.

After finishing her deep breath, Moora slowly brought up her story before taking questions.

Reporters held their breath and listened to her story.

After being pushed away by Cheol, Yuran’s life went downhill day by day.

From HKGA’s mansion to a hotel suite, deluxe room, and now a motel.

After learning about Jiwoon’s accident, Yuran, hiding in a shabby motel, was discovered.

It was a motel smelling of nauseating, smoke-filled cigarettes.

Stained, cheap disposable items, and a bathroom full of mold.

Yuran felt humiliated. It had been a long time since she experienced such a poor environment, living a luxurious life. This was a situation she never wanted to experience again.

At the sound of knocking on the door, Yuran held her breath and pressed her ear to the door.

“I’m coming out.”

It was Director Kim. Yuran sighed in relief and opened the door.

“No one followed you, right?”

“……No.”

Director Kim was Jiwoon’s biological father and Yuran’s longtime lover.

Knowing that she had his child, Yuran hesitated.

If she married an ordinary and poor man, abandoning her career due to premarital pregnancy, what kind of future would await her?

Yuran, who had to take on debts because of poor families with a flashy appearance, didn’t want to live a trivial life anymore.
So, she seduced Director Kim’s superior, Cheolhan. It was difficult to just tease him with looks and age alone, as he had been a conglomerate since birth. Facing him, Yuran became a bit more malicious and cruel.

Yuran looked disappointed at the food Director Kim brought.

“Is this it?”

It was like a convenience store, with roughly picked-up triangular kimbap, sandwiches, and drinks. It was the kind of food she used to eat when she was poor.

Yuran, with a bad temper, kicked the food to the floor.

Director Kim couldn’t say anything and just shook his head.

“We’re done now.”

Yuran got angrier at Director Kim’s resigned voice.

“What’s done? I’m not done yet!”

“Most of it has been revealed, and now everything will be exposed. They are such amazing people, something people like us can’t imitate.”

Yuran was at a loss.

The destination was right in front of her. She planned to take over HK and pass it on to Jiwoon comfortably. Both the house and the company could be hers.

Days when she endured fiercely, matching the old man’s preferences, rubbing her smelly body against his, came to her mind.

If only it weren’t for that child, Kang Nokhyun.

Yuran had no choice.

She thought the naive guy, who she thought would give up easily if driven into a corner, was now squeezing her throat.

She should have killed him back then! He should have been killed like Kang Dohyun!

If that had happened, this wouldn’t have occurred. Angry at Director Kim for not handling things properly, Yuran punched him in the body.

“It’s all because of you! You ruined my life!”

Director Kim looked down at Yuran as if in disdain. Yuran herself ruined her life. Ignoring Director Kim’s sincere feelings, who got a new home and bought a ring by breaking his piggy bank after hearing about her pregnancy, Yuran entered the upper-class life.

Yuran never regretted her choice. Rather than living in poverty, it was better to die. The only regret was that she couldn’t enjoy more.

“I’m tired.”

“No way…”

“I gave up.”

As Director Kim finished speaking, a knocking sound, terrifyingly loud, echoed.

Did he bring the police! Yuran, realizing it only now, screamed, tearing her hair out.

“I wanted to give you something good for the last time, but I couldn’t.”

Director Kim, who urgently bought food at the convenience store and now picked up the food on the floor, opened the door to the motel room.