Ah—. Madam Park, who’d snapped at them, looked ahead and apologized. I’m sorry.
“I did it without thinking…….”
“Heh heh, think nothing of it. It’s only a mother speaking to my kids. Isn’t that right, Guiju?”
“Yes. Please don’t mind us, Mother.”
“No, still…… it’s embarrassing.”
“Yeah. Just do what you always do. Quit pretending.”
“You keep quiet,” Madam Park said, and gave Jioh a brisk smack between the shoulders.
A silent, hard spike landed, and Jioh twisted like a pretzel. “Aagh…….”
Seongbuk-dong, the Silver Lion mansion, a broad dining room.
Tonight, at the ten-seater table, only four members of the Gyeon family and the two Lions—father and son—were present.
It had been exactly one day since the “I’m Your Grandpa” bomb was dropped.
Smiles that flickered but weren’t quite bright. Among them, Madam Park’s face showed it the most.
Eun Seok-won gazed quietly at the young single mother with the sharp cheeks.
“It’s been hard, hasn’t it?”
“…….”
“Raising three children alone at such a young age, you must have suffered plenty, and those around you won’t leave you be……. I’m sorry I haven’t been proper help.”
Wasn’t she just forty-two?
At an age full of things one wants…