Elijah Luck is a junior in high school. Everybody's favorite person, ideal son, perfect brother, and a fantastic friend.
But what he isn't perfect is at being a perfect boyfriend, Because he has never fallen in love. After dealing with numerous brea...
"What the hell is going on?" Ansel stepped forward and narrowed his eyes at the guy.
"You must be Ansel?" He smiled and stepped forward too.
"It's Mr. Luck," Ansel replied. Amanda kicked him in the shin and he howled in pain.
Jung smiled and shook his head.
"Gwaenchanh-a?"
(Are you okay?")
Amanda looked at the guy and smiled.
"He's okay."
"You speak Korean?" He asked, excitedly.
"Let's just say, I'm a big fan of South Korean Dramas,"
"What the hell is going on?" Ansel asked again, clearly recovering from his injury.
"Come on." Jung wrapped his arm around the guy's shoulder, but he shrugged him off.
Jung shook his head again and started walking ahead of him.
Once they were all seated in the living room Ansel asked once again.
"What is happening Jung? Who's this?"
Jung looked at him.
"Ansel, I...,"
"Don't tell me that you and Amanda ended up making a baby,"
Jung closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Ansel."
Ansel's eyes widened.
"No way. No fucking way!" He stood up.
"Shut up Ansel. Sit down, please." Amanda glared at him, He looked at her.
"Are you serious? You're telling me that you and my brother had a baby toge-?"
"When did we say that?" Amanda stood up and demanded.
"Well, He's Korean and he called you mom." Ansel shrugged. His cheeks were burning.
"Oh my God, Ansel. You don't even remember your nephew!"
"Nephew?"
"Yes, Nephew."
"Don't tell me. No. Are you sure?" He looked at the guy. He smiled and waved at him.
"Of course. I'm sure. He's my son." Jung stood up too and looked at Ansel.
"Is that... is he, Han-gyeol?"
"Yes, of course, he is. That's why he was calling me mom." Amanda smiled and opened her arms for Han-gyeol.
He stood up and wrapped his arms around Amanda. He was tall.
"How are you?" She asked.
"I'm okay. Are you okay? Why are you looking so thin?" He asked.
Amanda smiled and pulled away from him.
"My baby is back," She whispered.
"How are you, Han-gyeol?" Ansel asked, patting his shoulder.
"I'm good uncle, How are you?"
After the awkward initial greetings and a late breakfast, Amanda took Han-gyeol with her to show him around the house. He remembered the house but not very well.
"Seriously, Jung? Why didn't you bring him here before Hannah... you know?"
Jung took a deep breath.
"I wanted to, but then there was the accident and then Hannah... She mentioned him before... uh... leaving. So I brought him back here. I hoped that he'd have seen her one last time,"
"So is he back? You're not sending him away now?" Ansel asked.
"Of course not. I mean, It's just me now and Hannah isn't here. I want to make him believe that he has a family." Jung replied.
"You can't make me believe that. Families don't abandon their children. But who am I talking to?" They turned at the voice, coming face to face with Han-gyeol.
Jung stayed silent and Ansel took a deep breath.
This was going to be hard.
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Author's apologetic note:
I'm so sorry for the late update and the short chapter. As you can see I was at loss for ideas in this chapter.
But don't you worry the next chapter will be good. Promise.
I hope you give this book a chance, it's not as good as the first part of this book but I do hope you like it.
Do check out my new books.
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