Healing Love

Chapter 23

(Busan)

10.30 pm. Jung Hyuk was standing outside the nursery looking at his son and few other newborns inside. Watching the innocent lives who are merely days old are therapeutic. Whenever he stressed out with work, he will visit the nursery from time to time and look at the cute babies, and it does help him reduce his stress.

Jin Ah had already slept, and he asked the nurse to take their baby to the nursery to give a chance for Jin Ah to fully rest. They have been receiving endless guests for these past few days, and Jin Ah barely can take a nap during the day. She is tired. That is why he wants his wife to get enough rest at night.

His manly heart melts every time he sees that chubby face of their little one. It makes him forgot that he is not biologically his. If only DNA can be transferred and altered, he will do it to make him his. Seeing the baby grows inside Jin Ah and being by her side all the time makes him feels like Sunshine is his real son. He loves him just like his own.

'I know this is bad, but I want to make you mine. Fully mine, ottokae?' he talked to himself. 'Is your real father looking for you and your eomma?' he continued.

As of late, Jung Hyuk has become a bit greedy, especially when it comes to Jin Ah and the baby. Since he is the legal husband and guardian to them, he wants to keep that status forever. He knows it is wrong, but he wishes that the real father will never come to get them back from him. He let out a long sigh, he never thought that he can be this selfish, but it can't be helped. He already cares too much about them and loves the baby so much. They are his family, and he doesn't want to give them away to anyone.

Ri Jin Hee returned to the hospital after sending his wife to Jung Hyuk's penthouse because she left her purse inside Jin Ah's ward. So he decided to stop by at the nursery since it is on the way to the ward. And to be honest, he already missing his newborn grandson. When he arrived near the nursery, he noticed a familiar figure standing outside the nursery, and he knew in an instant that silhouette belongs to his son. He looked like he is talking to his little one from outside while gently hitting the glass window with his index finger. Looking at him now, it brings back his memory more than 30 years ago when Moo Hyuk was born.

Ri Jin Hee looked just like how his son looks right now. Happy, unsure and scared. Pleased with the baby's birth, uncertain of whether the decision made is the right one or not and scared of losing both the baby and wife if the real father appears one day. Jung Hyuk's case may be slightly different, but Kim Sung Ryung is his first love for him. He likes her since she was in school. It is love at first sight for him. That is why he stayed with her even when she cheated on him. When he found out that the boyfriend dumped his wife and left, he decided to protect her at all cost. He is lucky when his wife eventually accepted him and love him back. That is why he is scared of 'what if one day, the guy returns and wanted to claim his baby and his wife back?' Of course, he can't let them go because he loves them so much. He already accepted Moo Hyuk as his the moment he heard his heartbeat for the first time. He knew he is selfish, but he didn't care. He got confused. The fear of losing the baby to the biological father is real. He knew the agony of it. He prayed every day for the guy to never showed up in front of them, and Moo Hyuk will never know his birth secret. He knows Jung Hyuk is facing the same dilemma as he was before.

Ri Jin Hee walked to his son after watching him for quite a while, "Can't take your eyes off your baby?" he asked when he was standing next to him.

Jung Hyuk is shocked when suddenly his father is right next to him. "Appa! I thought you already went home with Eomma?" Jung Hyuk asked him, surprised.

"Your Eomma left her purse inside the ward, so I came back to pick it up for her," he told his son, the reason he makes a detour back to the hospital.

"Eomma is still the same," Jung Hyuk said while smiling, thinking of his mom's habit of leaving her things behind.