Awakening After Divorce

Chapter 26

again – again –

Jihoo approached her.

Our eyes met. It is new to me that the excitement and love, as well as the anger, are no longer the same as before.

“I’m here?”

So will she.

The tone is cold, but the blade does not stand still.

“What about the kid?”

Jihoo was saddened even as he spoke.

I didn’t want to ask. Now, ‘Shin Se-jin’ will no longer be ‘Shin’ or Ji-hoo’s son.

No, it wasn’t his son from the beginning.

“I left it with my mother.”

I didn’t want to get stinky.

She doesn’t even have to think about it. I didn’t want to, and I don’t have to.

But not for Sejin.

“What about Dad?”

“You know what to do with it.”

“Did you say you were responsible?”

It’s only 4 years.

In some ways it’s long, in other ways it’s short.

The time spent with children is shorter than that.

She cheered at the news of her pregnancy, cried while looking at the ultrasound pictures, and felt happy every day as she felt the baby move.

loving woman and son.

They were Jihoo’s only family.

The day the child was born is still clear. The moment when I clenched my small, weak fist and burst into tears to somehow announce that I was alive was engraved deep in my soul.

We raised them together for about a year, and after the divorce, I took care of them every weekend while paying child support.

His love for his son was real.

I loved you with all my heart, I was devoted, and I loved you. Even when he found out he wasn’t his real son, the pity for Sejin was tens of thousands of times greater than the ‘feeling of betrayal’ towards her.

“I don’t need to know.”

“… … .”

Jihoo couldn’t open his mouth.

She quietly took the papers out of her bag.

The divorce proceedings were over three years ago, but the child’s parental rights are still pending.

I don’t know what kind of documents were needed, but Ji-hoo was not related to Se-jin, all parental rights belonged to Kim Min-young, and Shin Ji-hoo was to be compensated for child support.

‘In the end, if I put this stamp on it, it means I’m giving up on Sejin.’

If you don’t take the picture, you have to keep paying child support, and if something unusual happens to Sejin or Minyoung Kim, you can get parental rights.

recent decades.

As the number of war orphans increased and the war continued, the classification of legal children could be determined by the parents’ seal regardless of genetic parentage.

It’s not that difficult.

“Put a stamp on it.”

She pushed the document she had stamped on it.

Take a picture and you’re done.

“… … .”

Jihoo took out the seal from his bosom.

The decision was made a long time ago.

After thinking about it for several months, I came to a conclusion. Jihoo doesn’t mind Sejin’s biological son.

I want to grow it if I can.

But the reality is different.

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My relationship with Kim Min-young has completely ended, and my biological father is separate. In the end, what Sejin needs is her mother and father.

‘I’m glad Sejin is young.’

Even if a little bit of time passes, you won’t even remember Jihoo. Ji-hoo will live forever engraved in his heart, but poor Se-jin would rather not remember.

Jihoo pulled the paper she handed over.

No, I was trying to pull it.

“… … .”

She held onto the papers and wouldn’t let go. He gripped it so tightly that his hand turned white.

“Why did you do that?”

she asked.

It was a straight-forward question, but Ji-hoo, who had been dating for two years and even married, knew right away what he was asking.

“It’s already over.”

Jihoo’s cold words made Kim Min-young’s eyes tremble. The muscles around his mouth tremble and he seems to be trying to control his expression.

It’s pretty, it’s insanely pretty

That’s not all.

she is deadly

It’s like a gorgeous rose. It was a flower that everyone wanted, and if you carelessly held it, you would inevitably get hurt, so it was beautiful, attractive, and fatal.

She had to shed blood to hold a flower, and she believes that someone must bleed to be loved.

A woman who is beautiful on the outside but rotten on the inside. A person who oppresses himself and cannot stand being constantly disapproved of. A person whose pride, standing tall and proud, cannot be bent even if it is broken.

“Okay, it’s over. But what about the kid?”

She never caught Jihoo.

No apology, no demands.

It was a twisted love. Trying to break up in order to be loved, and hurt in order to be recognized. Kim Min-young is a woman with a lot of scars who stabs someone to get the answer she wants.

“Not my child.”

That’s why Jihoo had to be strong.

He was stabbed several times, shed blood, and had to endure even when he collapsed from exhaustion. Because he had Sejin, and he loved her.

But in the end it got dull.

“Give me the papers.”

No need for long words.

she doesn’t change Stubbornness is never broken, and you shouldn’t even expect to bow your head.

persuasion and understanding?

It’s not in her dictionary.

I only realized that when I looked at her bottom.

“Whether you marry that person again or raise a child alone. It has nothing to do with me.”

“… … .”

Her eyes trembled again.

I lost strength in the papers I had gripped so hard that blood didn’t flow. Tears welled up in her eyes and the tip of her white nose was stained red.

And it exploded.

The series of processes was fleeting.

Her emotional breadth has always been like this.

“Take it! take a picture! Hey, Jihoo Shin. you can’t do that Out of so many people, out of all the great people, I chose you, but you can’t do that!”

she was bitter

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My cheeks trembled and my face turned red.

yes, it comes again

“I bowed my head to the mother I had been trying to get recognized for all my life! To the mother who hated it madly! What did you say when you first fell in love? You’re on my side all my life! I’m the only one! He said he couldn’t live without me! why! why!! Why did you do that, oh oh oh!!”

She bowed her head.

Tears are dripping down. They are not tears of sadness or pity. it’s anger It is the tears that come out of the explosion of hatred.

Jihoo waited for a while.

She can’t think rationally at a time like this. Unconditionally, one’s words are right and must be acknowledged.

right.

she is sick I have a mental illness. I went to a psychiatrist for a long time, I have to take medicine, and I must not drink alcohol.

It got a little better at one time, but now it seems to have gotten worse again.

“Speak straight. I was abandoned.”

At first I tried to fix it.

I thought we could work together.

But it wasn’t.

“You said it was a mistake. I said it was because I was on drugs. That’s why you tried to get along well with Sejin. Even though I broke up with you, I will try to raise Sejin well.”

It was.

It was foolish.

There was no need for that. It was obviously Jihoo’s fault for not cutting her off completely at that time.

“By the way, isn’t Sejin also my child?”

Is there anything more to say?

Even if you try, it’s no use.

This kind of logical persuasion doesn’t work for her. Now I can predict what she will say to Jihoo.

“Why did you do that?”

“… … .”

“That I didn’t hold on to ‘that’ you. Are you blaming me again?”

She raised her head.

Tears fall and I see a face full of anger.

“I have no intention of taking responsibility. I don’t want to come up with nice words to be a nice guy to you. I’m a bad guy and I’ll do anything to get you off me.”

yes this is correct

I reflect on myself for being shaken by Sejin’s thoughts for a moment.

Chark-

Jihoo took the documents roughly.

and stamped

She has been stamped beforehand. There must have been intentions of intimidation. But that doesn’t work anymore.

“I will submit the paperwork.”

Jihoo turned his back.

If she doesn’t turn it in, I’ll have to see it again.

“… … Sorry.”

I’m sorry.

How long have you heard the word?

I had never heard of it, but I heard it once when I had an affair with him. That too, with the sound of crawling like a mosquito.

refreshing or not soggy

I wasn’t interested.

Jihoo continued walking without turning his back.

“If we go like this!”

do not care.

“I am going to die!”

I’ve heard this phrase dozens of times.

“Huh. I’m really dying! I’m going to die!”

Hard to hear anymore.

It was a harm to the other people in the cafe, and Jihoo didn’t even sound sorry for her anymore.

with my daughter-

If there is such a thing as a bad relationship, is it like this?

Was it the wrong way from the start?

It was also when I came to Seoul to get my appraisal grade, but I never imagined that that small relationship would last this long.

Jihoo didn’t look back.

I heard her screeching, but I decided to forget it completely.

* * *

It rained.

Lee Hee-yeon was at Cheongdam to have a meal with Ji-hoo after finishing the grade evaluation. Damaged villas are also visible here and there.

This is because no matter how much Seoul has a 1st class large area shield, it cannot completely block the [crack] that is created within Seoul.

shoot ah-

The rain started to fall suddenly and got stronger. It was around that time that she suddenly began to feel strange.

Waves of light magic power.

Even she, who has the characteristic of [Super Senses], felt very weak and weak, and the waves passed her face.

“… … ?”

It was strange.

sudden rain.

Waves of light magic power.

And the anxiety that came out of nowhere was not just a feeling, it was her sixth sense. The Sixth Sense that goes beyond the five senses.

“Jihoo.”

She picked up her smartphone.

But there was no need to press the dial. Because he saw his car drive through the alley.

thank god.

“There won’t be any umbrellas.”

She opened the cafe door and left. to cover you with an umbrella. She also bought an umbrella in a hurry at a nearby convenience store.

But that was then.

so-so-

A small haze rose in the air between Jihoo’s car and her. Space is distorted like a broken mirror.

is a crack

aaagh!

what! report it!

It’s a crack! Run to the shelter!

Everyone around them got up from their seats and started running away in a hurry.

“… … what is this-”

Krrr-

It was an instant.

The trolls that came out of the rift were adult trolls reaching 3m, not one, but three.

She looked around for a weapon.

Since it was a cafe, I expected that there would be at least one knife in the kitchen, and I was able to find it. But I didn’t expect it to pierce a troll’s hide.

But it was better than bare hands.

Kwazijik-

cooong!

It was then.

Her gaze turned to the roar outside.

“… … !”

In an instant, her world turned white.

Because one of the trolls ran into Jihoo’s vehicle. He hit the engine room with both hands, and even exploded with flames.

‘what?’

I couldn’t perceive reality.

No one came out of the car and the troll’s gigantic hand continued to wreck the car. If there was a normal person in the driver’s seat, the situation could never be alive.

And there was Jihoo in the driver’s seat.

I saw it clearly.

‘So easily?’

It’s nonsense.

This can’t be true.

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My head dinged.

“hey.”

shoot ah-

again-

She headed into the rain.

“Hey, these b*tches!”

Lee Hee-yeon, wearing a dress, rushed at the troll who was destroying the car in the pouring rain.

There are no other artifacts.

There are no ogre gloves he gifted, nor are there pauldrons or daggers. It happened because I was wearing a dress just because I was coming to play in Seoul.

I was complacent.

What is a B-class hunter dating these days?

Krukreuk?

The troll looked this way.

yeah look here

Don’t even look there, look here.

cooong-

The sound of the troll jumping on the asphalt was overwhelming. It was an unbelievable sight to see a huge body weighing hundreds of kilograms leap more than two meters, but she was used to it.

But I forgot.

When she had all her equipment on, or when she just beat the troll lightly and had nothing, we shouldn’t have recklessly confronted her head-to-head.

Especially when there are more than three trolls.

‘Damn it, my body is too slow.’

It was a dangerous situation.

But that was then.

Keying.

A ray of anticipation felt in the troll’s stinging life flew towards the troll charging from behind her.

Tung-

Could know.

This is Jihoo’s crossbow.

And appropriate support. As long as you keep your back in check, it’s not a big deal to dodge a single troll’s attack.

“Damn you bastard! I thought you were dead!”

Heeyeon Lee shouted like that.

Of course, it was a laugh and shout, and it was a joke. But when I saw Jihoo’s face, I couldn’t say anything.

His drenched face was empty, as if a screw had come off somewhere. It was frighteningly cold.