Divorced // bang yongguk (#26)

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Yongguk

I sat in my car, waiting for the two of them to come down from the lift, I told them that I will be driving the car out to the front of the building so that they wouldn't need to go down to the basement car park to find my car. It has been a few minutes since I am downstairs and they are not here yet, I wonder what the hell is making them take so long.

We live on the 16th floor and it doesn't take very long to take the lift to the first floor, it merely takes less than a minute and it has been more than a minute. But I guess that Sehyun is the main problem why the babysitter and him is taking so long to get down, he usually has his sudden urges to use the toilet when we are getting out of the house and today is no exception but I remember that he had already done his daily morning business in the toilet.

There shouldn't be a reason why he needs to go to the toilet again unless he is having diarrhoea that is unlikely the case since I watch what he eats closely. Han YiYeong could also be the reason why they are taking so long, something must have happened to delay them from getting out of the apartment early.

She injured herself earlier when she was clearing up the mess that she had made and she got cut by a glass piece, but I placed a band-aid on her and it shouldn't be a huge problem now. But I don't know why I was reacting so much earlier, it is not like she was bleeding really profusely, it is just a superficial cut and she didn't have time to attend to her injury in time because she was busy with the housework and she did one thing that I have seen before.

Someone did the same thing as what Han Yiyeong did earlier to stop her hand from bleeding, she wrapped a piece of tissue paper around the wound and thought that it could help the bleeding for now but it just wouldn't help as much. My ex-wife always done that whenever she cuts herself, she thinks that having something covering the wound would help the bleeding to stop and she would carry on with her work until the piece of tissue paper is soaked in her blood and she would then place a band-aid on it, it would be risky for infections to take place no matter how tiny the wound might be.

I would always help her administer first-aid and she would always thank me for it, telling me that I am a good husband that takes care of her but now she is not here anymore. And Han Yiyeong made me do something that I haven't done in nearly 2 years, it was such a long time but my instinct helped me to detect the problem and then solved it.

But one thing that I don't really understand is the babysitter is a completely different person from her and she is not related to her at all but she sometimes does things to make me remind of her and I don't like it, I don't know she reminds me of her and I hate it. Han Yiyeong is a good person and she is definitely younger than me, she is only here because I hired her to be the babysitter after seeing how she takes care of my youngest son and not how much she is similar to my ex-wife and I don't want to associate her with my ex-wife.

There was the knocking on the car window and I looked up, it was Han Yiyeong and my son that she was carrying in her arms. "Mr Bang!" I opened the back door and she placed Sehyun in his baby seat, securing him in the seat and then buckling the seatbelt that comes with the set.

She then opens the front door and slides in next to her, her long hair flowing in the air and I could smell her shampoo from here, she smelled like vanilla and I like that smell a lot. "Mr Bang, I was calling you from afar and you weren't responding at all. Are you alright?"

I stared at her beautiful face, she looked really beautiful no matter how I don't want to admit but she is indeed beautiful. "I am alright, I am just a little bummed out, things at work are a little hectic," I told her and I notice that she was struggling with the seatbelt, and I helped her with it, pulling the seatbelt over her body and then securing it.

That simple action was nothing and anyone could do that but it was like a special thing to me, somehow it feels special when I am doing it to her. And again, she reminds me of her once more. I cleared my throat. "Let's go before the event starts, the teachers are not going to be very pleased if we show up late."

During the whole journey, I tried hard to focus on the road and I kept finding her glance over to Han Yiyeong every now and then, just looking at her facial features when she is using her phone or looking out of the window or even just attending to my son who is behind the both of us. I don't know I was doing that either, I thought that I was over the idea of loving someone and I told myself not to love anyone again, it is a stupid thing to do and it only breaks your heart when it doesn't work out.

I am sure that Han Yiyeong had her experience of breaking up with someone and would definitely understand the pain of being hurt in love, and she will not definitely want to love anyone again in fear of being hurt again. And if she had a chance to love someone like me, she will not do that because I am way older than her and she will not want to love someone who is divorced and has 3 children. She would rather marry someone who is younger, single and available without any children.