Especially when it came to Suho. From close up, she could now feel a sense of security from him.
Somi was filled with joy. She subconsciously ran over to Suho's study room and started knocking on the door. But, it took quite some time before Suho tiredly opened the bedroom door on the opposite side of the hallway, "I'm over here."
"You said you'd only take one day. You did it!" Somi was dressed in a loosely-fit white sweater. Her hands were behind her back as her voice slightly trembled.
"Did you come look for me to tell me this? It was all President Kim's doing," Suho yawned, skewing his usually handsome face.
"President Kim and Y/N have gone to France. I saw the news from last night. Even if President Kim initially played an important role, without you here to control the situation, it would not have been such a huge success, right?"
"Basically, yes," Suho couldn't be bothered to say much. He simply returned to his bed dressed in boxers, "If possible, make breakfast for my daughter. I didn't sleep all night and am exhausted. When you leave, make sure to lock the door."
Somi lowered her head and stared at her feet. She eventually opened her mouth and asked, "What was the reason this time?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did you put so much effort into screwing up IY?"
"No reason. It was President Kim's orders," Suho replied calmly before closing his eyes.
"It doesn't have the tiniest bit to do with me?" Somi suddenly increased the volume of her voice.
Suho remained silent for a while, without a word. Just as Somi was about to give up waiting for a response, Suho suddenly said, "It's pointless to tell you the truth."
"If you really feel it's pointless, then stop offering me your help. I will be extremely thankful." After speaking, Somi turned around to leave. However, at this time, Suho suddenly sat up and questioned her.
"You've already wasted over a decade of your life to a jerk. Do you want to be ridiculed by everyone for becoming a stepmother?"
"Is that what you want? Do you want to be treated as a laughing stock?"
"I thought you were disgusted by my past," Somi suddenly laughed after hearing Suho's questions. However, her voice concealed a sense of bitterness, "I thought you were afraid that other's would say you picked up a pair of broken shoes."
Suho had actually become completely awake after all the questioning. He felt it was time to lay everything on the table. So, he put on a robe, pulled Somi back into the room and closed the door, "Let's talk."
Suho led Somi to his bed and sat her down on the edge before saying to her in a serious tone, "You saw it. I already have a daughter."
"So what? I've had an abortion three times."
Suho felt his blood rush to his head. Somi had already been so straightforward; it was obvious she didn't mind that he had a daughter at all. If he was to continue to hide, would that mean he was less courageous than a woman?
"Sana is actually the daughter of my younger brother. I indeed had a girlfriend, but she passed away."
"My brother made a mistake when he was still in high school and ended up with Sana. He decided to abandon her after she was born, so I took her in and treated her like my own daughter."
No wonder, even though she wasn't his actual daughter, they still looked similar. It was because he was her uncle. Outsiders would not be able to tell.
"Look, even though she isn't my own flesh and blood, I am still responsible for her. So, whoever ends up as my partner, won't be able to ever reveal the truth..."
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His Secret Wife (Taehyung)
FanficThe night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Kim, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get...