CHAPTER 190: BEFITTING PUNISHMENT

DAMMIT!

Song Sihyuk regretted handing Lim Garam his gun without putting earplugs in his wife’s ears first.

He brought Lim Garam to the car to check on him properly.

Fortunately, it seemed like his wife had calmed down.

Even so, Song Sihyuk hated himself for letting Lim Garam get hurt in the first place.

I should have paid more attention to him.

He let his guard down because Lim Garam promised he wouldn’t pull the trigger.

My wife often keeps his word, but that crazy doctor provoked him!

"Garam-ah, are your ears still ringing?" Song Sihyuk asked worriedly. "It’s normal since you didn’t have earplugs when you pulled the trigger. But it should go away soon."

Thankfully, the construction site was an open site and not indoors.

Lim Garam should be fine.

Hopefully.

Sometimes, firing a gun without earplugs could damage one’s hearing permanently.

I hope it doesn’t happen to my wife, though.

"If the ringing doesn’t go away in a day or two, we’ll go the hospital," Song Sihyuk said. "The doctors can at least help you manage your condition."

"I’m fine. This is nothing compared to what our son is going through," Lim Garam said in a pained voice. "Hyung, I’m done here. I want to go back to Gunwoo’s side."

"Of course. Jung Han will drive you back to the hospital."

"Hyung, you’re going to wrap this up properly, won’t you?"

Song Sihyuk nodded. "How do you want me to end this? Do you want that bastard gone forever?"

"I don’t want Gunwoo’s father to be a murderer."

"Okay, no murder then."

"But I never want to see that bastard again," Lim Garam said sternly. "And make sure he can never harm children again. It’s not just about our son. That bastard is dangerous. Even though we already caught him, he shows no remorse. I’m sure he’ll just do it again if we let him get away with his without consequences."

His wife paused for a moment as if in deep thought.

Song Sihyuk kept his mouth shut because he didn’t want to disturb his wife.

"Should we just send him to prison, Hyung?"

"We can do that, but we’ll do that later."

"I want to ask what you plan to do, but I guess I’d be better off not knowing."

Song Sihyuk nodded. "I’ll take care of everything, Garam-ah. Just stay with our son in the meantime. I’ll be with you later."

"Okay," Lim Garam said, nodding. "I’ll leave it to you, Hyung."

***

"DAAAD!"

Garam almost cried when he saw how red and puffy Gunwoo’s eyes were.

It was obvious that his son cried a lot.

"Gunwoo-ya, Dad is here," Garam said, swallowing the lump in his throat. He didn’t want to cry in front of his son, after all."

Gunwoo jumped out of the bed and ran towards Garam, and then his son wrapped his arms around his waist while crying. "Dad, doctors are scary. I don’t like it here. They wear masks and white coats like the bad doctor who hurt me!"

Hearing that from his son broke Garam’s heart even more.

"I already asked the doctors to remove their masks and coats when checking up on Gunwoo, but your son still shakes in fear when he sees them," Lee Wonjae, his Omega father-in-law, explained. "The main psychologist in charge of Gunwoo’s counselling suggested that we should take him home in the meantime."

"I agree with that, Appa. For his Smell Retraining Therapy, I guess we can do it under the supervision of his doctor," Garam said, carrying Gunwoo in his arms, before looking at his son. "Gunwoo-ya, do you want to go home?"

"Yes, Dad. I want to go home," Gunwoo said, his big and round eyes sparkling with tears as if he were about to cry at any moment again. "But I want to go where Daddy lives— I wanna live with Daddy again, Dad."

Aigooya.

***

"VICE CHAIRMAN Song, I’ve safely escorted Lim Garam-nim to the hospital."

Song Sihyuk nodded after hearing Jung Han’s report. "Good job."

Jung Han bowed his head politely.

During the time that his aide was gone, he had already beaten Cho David to a pulp with his own hands.

He was just taking a break since Lee Chan, his other aide, delivered a new report.

And he was reviewing that report at the moment.

"I know I shouldn’t ask, but have you verified all the accounts stated here?" Song Sihyuk asked, lifting his head. "Is it true that in all the schools that Cho David have worked in as a school doctor, at least two children had become disabled because of his experiments?"

"Yes, sir," Lee Chan said, nodding politely. "He used to work in public schools where he would target the least privileged children. Our people haven’t verified yet what kind of experiments the victims had been subjected to, but we strong believe that the experiments were related to forcing children to manifest early. As a result, the victims lost their senses. Some of them lost their ability to taste or smell. His latest victim, an 8-year-old boy, had fallen into a coma and hasn’t woken up yet."

The latter was what exactly happened to Gunwoo.

My wife is right— this bastard is a danger to the society, especially the children.

"Since that bastard targeted less privileged kids, I suppose he got away with his crimes by paying the victims’ families with a huge amount of money?"

"That’s correct, sir," Lee Chan confirmed while nodding. "The schools where he worked at didn’t want to have their reputation ruined, so they let Cho David-ssi go quietly, and then quickly wrapped everything under the rug. I believe Cho David-ssi also made the victims and their families sign an NDA before receiving the settlement money."

Song Sihyuk scoffed. "He got away with it a few times, and his already got so big to the point he thought he could do the same to the children of the families who run the country?"

Now that he was done hearing the report, he went back to Cho David.

Who was now tied to the chair again, his face barely recognizable.

At least, after getting beaten up, Cho David didn’t have the strength to open his filthy mouth again.

So, this bastard knows how to shut up.

"Cho David, I won’t kill you, but you’d wish you’re dead later," Song Sihyuk said after coming up with a befitting punishment for the bastard. "Since you liked experimenting on innocent children, you deserve to go through the same hell— I’m going to sell you to an organization who loves dissecting Alphas like you." He smirked until his eyes turned into little crescent moons. "And, oh, this organization is composed of Omegas who hate Alphas with a passion."

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