“We also have something in common.”

“Hoho, that’s right. I have three daughters, and Madam Cha has three sons.”

Cha Yeojin and Jo Yeonhee had a few occasions like this a long time ago. However, they weren’t as close as their husbands, so they greeted each other cautiously with polite smiles.

“Oh my, what a connection we have. Our daughter Soyeon and Taeseojun, who appeared together, how could they know that he’s Madam Cha’s son? I was really surprised.”

Is this the only connection?

Already having a child between their children.
However, Cha Yeojin kept her words to herself. It seemed that Madam Jo still knew nothing about her child’s father, so she hesitated to bring up the topic rashly.

For the same reason, Taeseokho didn’t touch the core issue either. He simply cast glances around the reception room, expecting the child to suddenly appear from somewhere.

“I’ve seen your grandson once when he was a newborn. That baby grew up so beautifully that it was even more surprising.”

Yeonjin conveyed her sincerity with calm words that contrasted with her urgent inner feelings. Regardless of the reason, it was an expression of the heartfelt desire to apologize on behalf of her irresponsible son.

“Oh, you’re exaggerating. Although he’s a boy, when it comes to looks, Madam’s youngest is much more splendid. Anyway, no matter how wonderful and handsome he is, our Soyeon couldn’t see him because of your son.”

Yeonhee burst into laughter with a bright smile. There was nothing better than praising one’s children, and the same was true for Yeonjin.

“But what does appearance matter? He’s been a disobedient son since he was a child.”

“Well, isn’t that the case with all children? I’m just grateful that he’s healthy and living well without any illnesses.”

“But where’s the child?”

Although Yeonjin firmly refused Seokho’s insistence on discussing the child’s existence, she couldn’t help being curious about her grandson.

“Our Hyunwoo, you mean?”

“….”

Yeonjin, who had just learned the child’s name, nodded with a gesture.

“It’s almost time for him to come back from kindergarten, just a moment.”

Yeonhee approached the male servant at the back of the reception room and made a quiet request. She asked him to send a car to pick up the child from kindergarten.

At the right moment when Professor Um left his seat for a while, Seokho took the opportunity to whisper to his wife.

“You’re curious about that child too, but you should be prepared. The real thing is more charming than a photo.”

However, Yeonjin responded to Seokho’s advice with an unwavering gaze.

“If he’s your grandson, you might be overjoyed, but there’s no way I’ll go any further than this!”

About ten minutes passed.

Perhaps due to the slightly excited and thrilled atmosphere caused by Chairman Tae and his wife’s visit, or perhaps because she was about to reveal something she had never mentioned before, Yeonhee casually brought up a topic.

“As you may know, our Hyunwoo doesn’t have a father. My daughter initially said he died in an accident, but recently, she said that’s not true. Anyway, it seems that jerk thought of my daughter as a fleeting connection, but Soyeon seems to have thought otherwise. It was disappointing, but what can you do? Even without principles, he’s my daughter, so I can only take care of her.”
Claiming that the child’s father, who is living well, is dead might imply the determination to raise the child alone until the end. If that’s the case, it means there was no intention to meet our Seojun again…….

Outside the large window, a garden was visible. Yeonjin, who cast her gaze in that direction, swallowed a sip of tea and quietly extended the corners of her lips. It was a refined yet enigmatic smile filled with complex emotions.

“When I gave birth to the child, I almost died. Our Soyeon has Rh-AB blood type, and bleeding was severe, making it difficult to obtain that much blood. Fortunately, my husband had the same blood type…… But isn’t a family blood transfusion dangerous? So, until the child recovered, I went to great lengths. Still, thanks to my husband being a doctor, he could safely overcome that crisis with appropriate measures.”

“Oh……”

A father saved his daughter, whose life was on the line, and the daughter, whose consciousness was wavering, endured until the end without giving up on the baby.

How desperate must the feelings have been to witness such a scene? How boiling must that emotion have been? It was probably a pain so intense that it felt like the chest was melting and the internal organs were turning pitch black.

Listening to Yeonhee’s difficult situation, Yeonjin couldn’t help but empathize involuntarily.

“I also felt a similar feeling when my husband underwent heart surgery, but how difficult it must have been for Madam Jo when the life and death of her child and grandson were hanging in the balance.”

Yeonjin’s eyes, which thoroughly understood Yeonhee’s emotions, became moist without her realizing.