Chapter 14

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by UMAYFICS

by UMAYFICS

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JUNGKOOK POV

༊: A FEW YEARS LATER ༉.

TRYING TO hide my excitement, I stood emotionless and saluted to the higher official. We both took a picture together.

I get down and grinned at my juniors and some of my friends.

Now I'm deputy commissioner Jeon Jeongguk.

I promised my Darling and my son that I will take them out for dinner today.

"Finally, you achieved your dream & even get a promotion, mate. So, where is the party??" Gin wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"Not today. Had plans with my family, mate." I made an apologetic look though am not even sad for turning down my friend.

Now my son is 11 years old. He got his body from me but his easygoing nature has come from my darling; his mother. I'm satisfied with that.

If my son gets my anger issues then it won't help him much.

I pull up the car in front of our yard. As I made my way inside, I saw my son teaching his mom how to draw.

I smiled & patted my wife's head and she looked up at me before standing up with a smile.

"When did you come?" She glanced at the door as Jeon Haneul come and hugged my torso.

"Appa, Mom's getting pretty good at drawing." He pushed the book up for me to hold.

I chuckled and rubbed his head taking the book from his hand and saw a drawing of my wife's. She draws a trumpet creeper. The curves are perfect and it looked soo beautiful.

"You did well, darling." I compliment her.

"Thanks & also, that's not my name." She frowned at me.

Little Haneul laughed while his hand covered his mouth as I bite my lip at my darling expression. It's been 22 years and yet I never told her what's 'Darling' mean.

After Haneul had started his schooling and was doing his English homework she asked him what does darling mean. Fortunately, I was the one helping Haneul to do the homework so before he could say anything I commanded him not to say what's meaning of it was.

And my little Haneul listened where well and never told her what's 'Darling' mean.

She glared at both and stomped on the floor as she walked to our bedroom.

"Appa, Eomma is angry." Little Haneul pouted at me.

Little Haneul loves his mom more than me. It's not like he doesn't love me. It's just in children's heart Mom is someone always on top till any other woman come into their lives.

Atleast, we both have something in common. We love Choi Young-soo. So much.

"I'll take care of her." I petted his head, adding. "You should go and get ready for dinner."

Little Haneul nodded and went inside his room. As I heard him close the door I slowly made my way to my darling unbuttoning my shirt.

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