Chapter 13

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San is awake from his sleep. He dreamed of himself. Choi San was cruel to his wife. To be honest, he hated himself at that time. But she slowly changed and became a good husband. Although at first, Miyoung was hard to accept as her husband, Miyoung eventually opened her heart to accept San. San is very grateful for Miyoung's change. And now they will have their first child. After 5 years of marriage, they will eventually have children

San turned to look next to him. No Miyoung. Where's Miyoung? He saw the clock on the table. 7.30am. Still early. Usually Miyoung will have breakfast at 8am. He got up and looked out the window. Finally he saw Miyoung wiping her stomach as she looked towards the fish pond

San took the towel and went into the bathroom. After 15 minutes of bathing and dressed, he went downstairs to meet Miyoung. Miyoung is now in the kitchen cooking for them for breakfast. That's Miyoung's daily routine. He didn't work today. So, there is plenty of time for him to spend time with his wife

He immediately moved towards his wife and patted her waist. Suddenly Miyoung turned and looked at San with a furious look. San's face keeps changing. From being cheerful to being a bit sad. Miyoung who saw her husband's face change, kept apologizing. San pulled Miyoung's body into his arms

"I know you're still mad at me. I'm sorry. But it's true. It's been a while. Maybe you don't remember the time-" "Yes, I remember. Time Yuta kidnapped me. I, you, and others would die if misstep. I don't know why, I'm still mad at you, but obviously you didn't do anything wrong. I was wrong. Because I thought so, I'm sorry, you've been waiting for me for 3 years, San," said Miyoung.

San kissed Miyoung's cheek. He did not think how quickly his wife would remember the incident. "San, mianhae. I know I'm wrong," said Miyoung. San shook his head. "It's not your fault, Miyoung. It's my fault for being too cruel just because my sister died."

Suddenly San's phone rang. San kissed Miyoung's forehead and picked up the phone. San's face was so happy to hear what the caller said. "Who's calling?" asked Miyoung as she saw San walking toward her. San was smiling. Strange. "Do you remember Leedo?" asked San suddenly. Miyoung nodded.

"He invited us to his wedding" replied San. Miyoung was surprised. "Seriously? Gosh! Who is his future wife?" asked Miyoung again. San smiled. "A model. Lee Ji-Eun." Miyoung agape. "Lee Ji-Eun? Wow, daebak. She is so pretty and so young. Is she really married at such a young age?" San shook his head at Miyoung's question. "If there's love, it's not impossible for her to be married at the age of 22" Miyoung nodded

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5 months have passed, Miyoung's content is now 9 months. She'll have a baby in two weeks. She asked the doctor to give birth to her child in a normal way. San agreed to what his wife said. Miyoung doesn't have much temperament during pregnancy. Only, Miyoung will feel sad whenever he sees the drama and will be taken to the real world. San will only entertain his wife's drama

Miyoung walks toward her parents and San's parents in the living room of the house. Somehow, she was so spoiled with her mother since she was pregnant. "Eh, Miyoung. Where's San?" about Mrs. Choi. "Above" Mrs. Choi nodded as she understand. "Miyoung, today Leedo is coming to our house. With his wife," Mrs. Bae said. Miyoung was shocked. She was very pleased with the news. Who's not happy when a good friend comes to visit home?

Suddenly the door knocked. San's just coming down to the living room immediately opening the door. San, Leedo and Jieun walked together towards the living room. "Sit down, Leedo. Jieun" invited Mr. Bae. Leedo and his wife nodded. "How are you two?" about Mr. Bae. "We're fine, Uncle" replied Leedo. Jieun smiles

During the 15 minutes they talked, Miyoung suddenly screamed. Everyone looks at Miyoung. San grabbed Miyoung's finger. "Why is this Miyoung?" about Mrs. Bae, worry. "Omma, it hurts," Miyoung said while holding her stomach. "Hurt? Shouldn't you give birth to our baby in two weeks?" about San

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