89 The Right Person, the Wrong Time (1/2)

A few days passed and Hyuk was finally well enough to go home.

Dr. Heo Woo Seung saw them off at the entrance.

”If anything happens, do call me,” he told the woman.

”Thank you, Doctor.” Han Yeoreum bowed. He had given her his number in case she needed his assistance. Also, they both enjoyed each other's company, and didn't want to end the friendship so quickly, so they both agreed to keep in touch.

Han Yeoreum walked to the bus stop, each hand holding her sons' hand. Hyuk was on her right, and Gun was on her left. ”Let's go,” she told them.

At the Lees' house.

The house was a mess, and soju bottles littered everywhere.

Lee Do Joon waited impatiently for his wife and kids to come home. He had been away breaking his back to earn money for the family, but when he came home, the house was empty.

He jumped from his seat the moment he heard the door open. ”Where have you been?!” He shouted.

Han Yeoreum flinched at his voice. She braved herself to speak up. ”Hyuk's fever wasn't going down so I-I took him to the hospital.”

The two kids hid behind her. They knew through conditioning that the man was about to beat them.

”Then you should have told me!” Lee Do Joon grabbed her by the hair, throwing her to the ground.

”Mom!” Gun ran to her side, almost crying.

Lee Do Joon swept his eyes to the two kids. ”Mom?” He scowled. ”Who says she's your mom? You little brats, nothing but a waste of space!” He kicked the little boy away, sending him flying. Hyuk ran to catch his little brother, but he barely made it.

Seeing his brother's trembling figure, he whispered harshly, ”Don't cry! He'll hit you more if you cry!”

Gun nodded, stifling his tears.

”Darling, please don't touch the kids!” Han Yeoreum begged. She slowly got up, trying to appease the man. ”Please?”