CHAPTER 230: EPILOGUE

IT WAS quiet.

Lee Junsu stepped out of prison and was relieved that he was greeted by silence.

No fans, no reporters.

However...

"You’re finally out, Junsu-ya."

Tsk.

Lee Junsu rolled his eyes at Sanha— no, Jin Taewook— who was waiting for him.

"Here," Jin Taewook said cheerfully while handing him a plastic bag. "Tofu. I bought the expensive one."

Lee Junsu grabbed the plastic bag roughly. "What else do you want? Can’t you just leave me alone?"

"I’m sorry, but I can’t do that."

"Crazy bastard."

"Yes, that I am," Jin Taewook said, smirking. "Junsu-ya, you haven’t forgotten, have you? Since I paid all your debts and made sure you wouldn’t rot in jail, you owe me."

"You—"

"I own you now, Lee Junsu," Jin Taewook said, wrapping his hand around Lee Junsu’s throat. "Now, take a good look at the outside world— you won’t be seeing it for quite a while."

That sent a shiver down Lee Junsu’s spine because of Jin Taewook’s threat.

This bastard was planning to lock him up.

And, this time, no one was coming to help him.

For the first time in quite a long while, Lee Junsu felt real fear.

Maybe this is my karma for everything I’ve done wrong.

***

"DID YOU miss me, honey?"

"I’m not sure," Lim Garam said bluntly to Song Sihyuk— his husband who had just gotten out of prison a year after he was locked up for embezzlement. "I was busy raising Gunwoo and reviving my career as a singer."

He knew that today would be the day his husband would come out of prison.

But he didn’t bother to pick him up.

Lim Garam just stayed at home and waited for Song Sihyuk to come home himself.

It’s my precious day off, so I just want to laze around and play with my son.

"I’ve missed you, too, honey," Song Sihyuk said, smiling and blatantly ignoring everything that Lim Garam said. And then he pulled Lim Garam into a tight embrace. "Are you still upset with me?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"I’ve streamed your song while I was in prison, and I made sure everyone there streamed as well."

"Thank you."

"Honey, your lack of enthusiasm is hurting my feelings."

"Then divorce me."

Song Sihyuk froze for a moment, and then he broke the hug to hold Lim Garam by the shoulders. "Lim Garam, even if you treat me like trash, I’ll never let you go," he said sternly, squeezing Lim Garam’s shoulders a bit tightly. "If you wanted to be free from me, then you should have hired someone to kill me while I was in prison—"

"Dad?"

Ah.

It was their son, Gunwoo, who entered their bedroom.

I forgot to lock the door.

"Dad, are you mad at Daddy?"

"No, of course not, baby," Song Sihyuk said, immediately letting go of Lim Garam’s shoulders. Then he walked towards Gunwoo and picked up their son effortlessly. "Did you miss me, Gunwoo-ya?"

"I’ve missed you, Dad," Gunwoo said, wrapping his arms around Song Sihyuk’s neck. "But please don’t bully Daddy. Daddy missed you, too, you know? When Daddy was sick last time, he kept calling for you while hugging your clothes."

Aigoo.

Song Sihyuk turned to Lim Garam and gave him a teasing smile.

Tsk.

Lim Garam avoided his husband’s gaze, his cheeks burning from embarrassment.

***

HONG SERA felt bad while watching Baek Semin scroll down his social media page.

Since Baek Semin started growing as a mainstream actor in the past year, more people were paying attention to him now.

That also meant more controversies.

Now the mood is ruined.

Hong Sera and Baek Semin were currently at her penthouse.

Baek Semin picked her up because they were supposed to fetch Cho Euntak from the military, but they found out that reporters were waiting for them outside.

My bodyguards are already taking care of those reporters, but...

"I’m sorry, Semin Oppa," Hong Sera said. "Because of me, people are accusing you of using my family to further your career. They’re invalidating all your hard work just because people think we’re dating. I should have been more careful."

"They’re calling me your sugar baby even though I’m older than you. But I guess it makes sense since you’re very rich."

"I’m sorry, Oppa."

"Huh? Why are you apologizing?" Baek Semin lifted his head, and then he smiled shyly. "I like that they’re calling me your ’baby.’"

"They’re calling you my ’sugar baby,’ Oppa."

Baek Semin blushed, and he said in a soft voice: "It still has a ’baby’ in it, right? That means people think I’m yours."

Omo.

Hong Sera couldn’t help but smile and blush because of Baek Semin’s "innocent" flirting.

Why is this oppa so cute?

***

OH, SERA Noona can’t make it because of the reporters...

Cho Euntak felt sad, but only for a moment.

He perked up when he remembered that Hong Sera said she was with Baek Semin.

I hope Sera Noona ends up with that shy but kind hyung.

Anyway, Cho Euntak should just go home on his own.

Now that he was discharged from the military, he had many things he wanted to do.

Park Sohee couldn’t fetch him as well because today was the high school graduation of Go Gunjoon and the Kim Twins.

Sohee Hyung and Heedo Sunbae-nim will be there.

"Yah, Cho Euntak!"

Hmm?

Cho Euntak was surprised to see Baek Jeho running towards him— fast.

For some reason, he felt the urge to run away from his childhood friend.

And so he did.

"Cho Euntak!" Baek Jeho yelled, obviously frustrated. "Why are you running away from me?!"

"Because you’re chasing me, dummy!"

***

HMM?

Jung was playing chess with Miji when the two of them abruptly froze.

And then they lifted their head, meeting each other’s gaze.

It seemed like the two of them had gotten the same vision, huh?

"Ahjussi, did you see it, too?"

"That, I did," Jung said, smiling. "Park Sohee-ssi and Kim Heedo-ssi’s family will grow bigger soon."

***

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