“What if the appearance is the same. Even the locations of the moles are the same.”
—”Really? The locations of the moles are the same? That’s surprising. I’ve never heard of such a case.”
Kang Hyun’s gaze wavered uneasily. The small doubt, arising from Ji An’s memory disorder caused by an accident around the same time as Seo Yoon, was the starting point.
She exuded a different aura, but her body and face were so similar that it was questionable.
The ridiculous assumption kept disturbing Kang Hyun and the more it did, the more he was enveloped in anxiety.
“What is the fastest way to find out?”
—”Fingerprints.”
“Fingerprints?”
—”Yes, fingerprints can never be the same.”
After hearing Doctor Han’s affirmation, Kang Hyun ended the call, his fingers tingling.
He could have waited just one day until Jian returned to work in the morning, but he immediately grabbed his car keys and left the house.
“Miss Seo Jian.”
Jian stood in the entrance of the first floor, staring at the sudden downpour. She was considering borrowing an umbrella from Kang Hyun but decided to wait it out, thinking it would pass quickly like a brief shower.
“Executive Director?”
“I need to verify something. Let’s go back upstairs.”
Without realizing it, he reached out and held Jian’s wrist.
She had a chill similar to Seo Yoon, who was always on the cooler side.
Whenever his suspicions grew, he felt the urge to jump off a cliff.
If Seo Yoon could come back to life, he would willingly offer his soul, but he questioned whether he could bear the selfreproach of not recognizing Seo Yoon.
His tether to sanity had been stretched thin. It was on the verge of breaking apart.
One belief he had held onto for four years was crumbling, and he was not sure that the woman lying in the cold morgue was Seo Yoon.
Back then, Seo Yoon had many painful wounds; she was cold and hard. That was all.
Kang Hyun had also woken up in the intensive care unit not long before, and he had been unable to recover from the despair of Seo Yoon’s death.
So, could it be that I didn’t see properly?
Just this thought alone made his stomach churn.
“Why is this?”
“They said they need your fingerprints. They want to have various records since it’s a place where research on monozygotic twins’ genes is active.”
“Ah, all five fingers?”
“They would prefer that.”
With a plausible excuse, Kang Hyun opened the ink pad he had found in his study. On the white paper, one by one, Jian’s fingerprints left their marks.
Even if it took long, the result would be out within three hours.
After handing her an umbrella and seeing Jian off, Kang Hyun dialed Yeonju’s number.
If he contacted Yeonju, who had a line of prosecutor brothers and a father who was a former attorney general, he would be able to confirm quickly.
Jian, who was caught on the road while returning from work, tried to understand her boss with severe mood swings due to his troubled mind, but it was not easy.
Kang Hyun, sitting on the sofa with his phone in hand, looked as though he had forgotten about his existence.
“Miss Seo Jian.”
Jian, who was subtly trying to get up while watching Kang Hyun’s mood, heard his faint call and sank back into her seat.
“Yes?”
“Do you like milk?”
“Yes?”
“I’m talking about white milk, not banana or strawberry.”
What was this about now? After going to the trouble of doing a genetic test, the question was about her preference for milk.
Jian turned her gaze toward Kang Hyun and barely swallowed a sigh. The pupils shaking in all directions within the wide whites looked so unstable. So, she simply gave a straightforward answer.
“If I have to choose, I do like white milk. It’s simple and not sweet.”
“I like white milk. It’s not sweet and simple.”
Even without this, Seo Yoon was superimposed again on the face that looked exactly the same. Kang Hyun didn’t know how to express and accept what he was feeling now.
Without Seo Yoon to name this emotion, all he could do was think of her who was just by his side.
Kang Hyun filled the ruined pupils with Jian.
“Seo Yoon liked white milk, but I prevented her from drinking it often. She kept drinking cold milk every morning without digesting properly. I’m not at home every day, so I can’t even warm it up. I did instruct the helper, but if it’s not my words, she won’t listen well. If I knew this would happen, I would have let her eat the food she wanted to. But I was afraid Yoon would get sick…”
His rambling words, jumping from Kang Hyun’s mouth, had an unclear start and end.
“Mr. Executive, are you okay?”
“I didn’t do anything in fear that she might get sick.”
The things he had prevented her from doing actually hurt her and ultimately made her fall asleep in the most painful state.
So, he didn’t want to live. So, he didn’t want to live.
If, by any chance, Seo Jian really was Seo Yoon, what would happen to me? What would I become?
Do I have to keep on living like this, prolonging my life in this abyss?
His hands, clasping his cell phone inside, shook visibly now.
Taegang Hyun, who lost Han Seo Yoon, was a pitiful and worthless being.
Pushing back his heavy eyelids, Kang Hyun corrected his blurry focus. As soon as his intoxicated mind became clear due to the medicine, what came to mind was Seo Yoon, hunched over, buried in the stark darkness.
“Seo Yoon.”
“Oh, patient! You shouldn’t move like this! Here!”
Pulling out a few IV needles stuck in his wrist and getting down from the bed, Kang Hyun staggered with his bare feet on the floor.
“Mr. Executive!”
Just as visiting hours began, Seok Won, who entered the ward, grabbed his arm with the nurse who called for medical staff.
“Where is Seo Yoon.”
Seeing Kang Hyun awake, Seok Won’s eyes, which were wide open in surprise, distorted in embarrassment.
While Kang Hyun was lying in the ICU, he too, who had spent the night awake, looked completely disheveled.
Seok Won, who tried to grab Kang Hyun again as he shook off his hand, changed his mind and sorted out his messy tie and jacket a little.
“Where is Seo Yoon. She should have been admitted to the same ward, she’s already insisting on leaving me. Find her first.”
Seok Won just looked at Kang Hyun without saying a word for a moment. His parched lips did not tremble. He knew better than anyone what Seo Yoon meant to Kang Hyun, who he had served for a long time.
It was a twisted way, it was a terrible attachment and obsession that no one could understand, but he loved Seo Yoon that way.
“Do Seok Won.”
“Ms. Han Seo Yoon.”
Seok Won, who had his eyes tightly closed, forced out his voice.
“……She passed away.”
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
