He’s the biological father, isn’t he? Revealing the truth now could mean that the child might finally have a real father. If she had to tell him someday, now might be the right time. But So Yeon’s heart rapidly leaned the other way.

“Let’s get out of here.”

“Why.”

“I’m tired and want to sleep.”

“Alright, let’s go together.”

It was just as So Yeon stepped a few paces toward the house from the jacuzzi.

“Who’s the child’s father?”

Seo Jun asked abruptly, as if stabbing her in the back.

“……!”

The timing couldn’t be worse. So Yeon turned and looked up at Seo Jun’s face, significantly taller than hers.

“Did you bring up Hyun Woo just to ask that?”

“I can’t help being curious. Everything about Eom So Yeon interests me.”

As Seo Jun asked about Hyun Woo’s age, So Yeon felt her heart sink, but when he asked about the father, she became extremely tense. Yet, part of her thought this might be a good opportunity to tell everything.

Whether he resents, gets angry, or is shocked, revealing the secret she’s been carrying alone for years about the child would bring immense relief.

Alright, do it! What’s there to fear? If you have to tell him anyway, just confess everything now and accept whatever comes. Yes, that’s what you do, Eom So Yeon!

So Yeon, with a heavy heart, started to speak.

“You might be quite shocked to know. Are you sure you’re okay with that?”

She managed to sound fairly natural, but couldn’t be entirely calm. If she hadn’t met Seo Jun again, it would have remained a secret forever buried.
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So how could So Yeon be indifferent? She waited, her eyes wary, for Seo Jun’s response.

“You think I’ll be shocked?”

Seo Jun hesitated for a moment, taken aback by the unexpected question.

“Probably. How should I say it?”

“It sounds like I know him. Is that right?”

Seo Jun crossed his arms and looked down at So Yeon.

In the moment when even the gentle breeze between the intensely locked gazes seemed to pause, So Yeon nodded once.

“Yes.”

“Is he someone close to me?”

“…….”

So Yeon nodded again to Seo Jun’s successive questions, and his eyebrows arched in surprise.

“Younger than me?”

If it’s someone younger than him, that narrows down the possibilities. So Yeon, tired of beating around the bush, straightened a finger and pointed squarely at Seo Jun.

“…….”

It was a precise gesture indicating, You! The father of the child is you.

“Really?”

But Seo Jun misunderstood her gesture as pointing to someone his age and began to reconsider their conversation.

Someone my age, surprising enough to mention. He thought of a few acquaintances but couldn’t pinpoint anyone. That means it’s not someone very close to him…

“You won’t know, right? When I decide, I’ll tell you. Listen! Hyun Woo’s biological father is…”

Just as So Yeon’s lips began to move…

“Wait!”

A long, straight finger pressed against So Yeon’s lips.

“….?”

Why? You asked, so I’m telling you. Why the change of heart?

With Seo Jun’s hand stopping her, a puzzled So Yeon brushed his finger away.

“His father is… uh.”

“Shh!”

But Seo Jun silenced her again.

If you speak, and I listen…

Would I be able to bear knowing who that damned guy, who claims to be your first love, is? Could I endure knowing who that man, always between us, is? Me, who feels like killing this unknown guy even now?

Perhaps knowing more is even more foolish. He’s a coward for sure, but since he didn’t use the child to hold back So Yeon, perhaps I should be grateful. In the end, because he left, I can desire So Yeon.

Ending his thoughts, Seo Jun withdrew his question.

“Come here.”

Saying so, Seo Jun, who had stepped forward, wrapped So Yeon’s wet body in a towel.

Her heart, which fluctuated between speaking and remaining silent, was now utterly worn out.

“You’re really not going to listen?”

“Yeah. I don’t want to know. I’ve changed my mind.”

“…….”

Now that Seo Jun didn’t want to hear, it became awkward for So Yeon to tell.

He had been ready to confess, to relieve herself of the guilt and burden of deceiving him. But now that she couldn’t, her heart sank.

So when should she tell him?

But it was clear that now wasn’t the moment.

She had just met Seo Jun, whom she thought she would always yearn for. It was only a few hours ago, and rashly broaching the topic might lead to severe consequences. It seemed better to wait for a more natural moment to tell him.

So Yeon, with a sigh of tension, said,

“Don’t go back on your words later since you chose not to listen.”
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“You said ‘later,’ right?”

“Why do you ask?”

“It means you’ll stay with me.”

“Why would you say that?”

“We both knew what we were getting into when I came to find you, and you followed me.”

“…….”

Commitment……

What does that word encompass? So Yeon felt her expectations rise again.

“We might catch a cold like this.”

Seo Jun’s hand reached for her head.

“No, I can dry my own hair…”

“Stay still.”

Though So Yeon resisted at first, Seo Jun disregarded her protest and began to carefully dry her wet hair with a large, fluffy towel.

So Yeon’s expression softened like a child’s under his tender care.

It was warm, like a father’s touch, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Hyun Woo would ever experience such kindness from him.

“I won’t do anything. Let’s sleep together.”

“…….”

So Yeon silently nodded at Seo Jun’s suggestion. Her love for Seo Jun, like a river steadfastly flowing to the sea despite all storms, compelled her to agree.

“Here.”

Emerging from the dressing room, Seo Jun handed her a pajama set identical to what he was wearing.

“This is…!”

Me, wearing couple pajamas with Tae Seo Jun?

So Yeon quickly bit her lip to stifle her excitement, though she couldn’t hide the twinkle in her eyes. Her shy smile bloomed like a bashful flower, making Seo Jun awkwardly explain.

“Ever heard of Sea Island cotton? It’s called the queen of cotton. I like pure cotton, so I bought it. Got it during a shopping trip after filming in Spain. They all looked the same.”

“Oh… I see.”

So it was just a random purchase with no particular meaning. And I was getting so excited.

But, wait… Have I seen it before?

“Is this… the one I saw in Malaga’s city center?”

“Yeah, that’s the one.”

She has a keen eye. Seo Jun, clearing his throat, handed her another small pajama set.

“This one is for the kid, take it home with you.”

“…….”

Then……

After I left Spain, without any promises, he went back to Malaga just to buy this? What was he thinking, why…

Overwhelmed by Seo Jun’s unexpected thoughtfulness, So Yeon was momentarily lost for words. He bought pajamas for the three of us without knowing anything. The mere fact made her heart swell.

Dressed in the pajamas Seo Jun provided, So Yeon emerged from the dressing room into the bedroom.

The pajamas fit perfectly, their cozy and soft texture was exactly to her liking. As she approached the bed, sharing her thoughts, Seo Jun gestured to a spot beside him.

“Lie down here.”

His strong arm stretched out invitingly.

“Well then, if I may…”

As So Yeon awkwardly rested her head on Seo Jun’s arm, it happened.

“Oops!”

Seo Jun quickly wrapped his arm around her, pressing her face to his chest, and said,

“It’s not an intrusion. Listen to my heart.”

“It’s thumping.”

“Not that. Listen.”

“….?”

“This body now belongs to you.”

“…….”

At Seo Jun’s words, So Yeon’s heart couldn’t help but beat loudly.