Chapter 40

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Ri Jung Hyuk POV

In life, definitely, there are things that you are not proud of doing where you wish you never did it. At least once. So do I. As a doctor myself, forging a medical or test result is not something I will do. It's my integrity as a medical practitioner. However, when I decided to falsify the DNA test result, I am not a professional but a desperate father. I need to keep what is mine. My family. I want to make Jae Wook my son.

Only my father knew about the DNA test result as I asked for his opinion, and I also want an ally if something goes south. It was all started when Jae Wook was just a little over a month. It was never my intention to lie, but one day I came across an article about a man who falsified the DNA test to win the custody battle of his son to avoid the real father, who is a junkie and abuser, to get the rights. It was an ugly battle for the man, but he said he never regret taking the risk if it means it can save his son. That story becomes my eye-opener, and I decided to take the same risk.

My father got help from his old best friend, the Director of DowGene institute Dr Eugene Kim. He told him that this is a personal request and it needs to be highly confidential. Dr Eugene had his longest-serving employer do the test. As for the specimen, to avoid any suspicions, we used my brother and his son's specimens as anonymous samples. I don't know how but my father managed to get their hair and nails. According to my father, faking the names of the specimens donor is more manageable than falsifying the whole result. If I used Jae Wook's and my DNA, they would know that he is not biologically mine. And it's harder to keep the secret once it was leaked to an outsider though the person had signed an NDA. I agree with him.

That's how the DNA 'report' of Jae Wook and me was created. I am not proud of what I did. I lie about my son's identity, but I did that as a parent. Call in unethical, call me immoral, I don't care. The only thing matter to me is to keep my family. To keep what is mine. I will deal with all of that later if I am found guilty, but for the time being, I don't regret creating the lie to protect those who are important to me.

Talking about Jae Wook and Jin Ah. My nightmare came knocking on my door unexpectedly today. I am still shocked by what just happened.

My mind is blank, as empty as the room. I knew that the person would come to meet Jin Ah one day, but I did not expect it to be this fast. When the front desk told me Han Oh Soo came to meet my wife, my world literally stop moving for a second. The first thing that crossed my mind is that I cannot let my wife know he is here. Luckily, she was upstairs with our son, so it is easier for me to sneak out unnoticed.

Han Oh Soo. The name is not foreign to me, although I knew him better as 'Ggeu Saram' or 'That Person'. The man who was once occupied Jin Ah's heart. The one that she had a hard time letting go of. Her first love. I have mixed feelings about this man. I am grateful that he left Jin Ah coz that eventually led her to me, but at the same time, he is the man that I fear the most. I am afraid that he will come and snatch the two most important people to me one day. My wife and my baby. My family. I don't know how I want to go on with my life if I lose them. No, I can't let that ungrateful bastard have my family. No way. He has to kill me to do so.

Looking at the now-empty seat in front of me, I grabbed my hair, regretting what I talked about my wife. I know I shouldn't talk about how she was during intimacy, but I couldn't help it. When Han Oh Soo provoked me, that is the only thing that crossed my mind that I believed could scratch his ego. I want to curse myself as I said that, but if that could keep him away from my wife, let's be it. I'll amend my mistake and apologised later.

Forgive your husband, Yoon Jin Ah. I should defend your dignity better. I am regretting what I said about you to him. Mihane.

I hang my head low. All the words that I said just now keep playing in my ears like a broken recorder. I wish I can turn back time and find a better way to protect my wife.

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