Daddy's! My Mom's Not Your Choice?

Foreign Room

The phone chat between Jevan and Roze is connected at around 5 a.m.

[Roze, where are you?]

[In the hospital. Why?]

[Is Daniel home?]

[No, he's with me. What's up?]

[What time have you been in the hospital?]

[Since 11 o'clock last night. What's up?]

[Oh, no, I just want to make sure of something.]

[Are the kids okay? You sound panicked, Jevan.]

[Fm... Look ... Ezra left without saying goodbye to me. At 1pm last night.]

[What? The van! Is that true?]

[I'll make sure he gets home safely. Calm yourself, don't panic.]

Jevan drives his car at high speed.

Arriving at Roze's residence, he felt fear and worry when he found his daughter's backpack and jacket lying in any place.

"Ezra! Ezra!" Jevan was silent. He circled the house while continuing to call his daughter's name.

"Where is this kid? Ezra, where are you?" Jevan picked up his daughter's backpack and jacket and returned to the car.

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In the hospital.

Mr. Lee was actually in the hospital this time. True as Jungki and her mother expected, only Roze Moza could persuade the old man.

Following up on the advice given by the doctor, Mr. Lee is currently preparing to perform a series of tests before finally being operated on for the removal of the brain tumor he suffered.

"Roze, take this." a document was given into Roze's hands and taken for granted by his daughter.

"Is this dad?"

"It's nothing. Roze, if this operation doesn't work, I'll leave quietly. Thank you, son."

"Don't think of going too fast. If you want to heal, your heart must be happy."

Mrs Lee walked into the room where her husband was. Followed by Jungki from behind.

"Honey, come here, sit next to me."

Mrs Lee sat down beside her husband. With a slightly awkward feeling Jungki took a position in the empty seat that was beside Roze.

How happy to be surrounded by these people, Mr. Lee thought, maybe this is the last chance for him.

"If I go back to life after surgery or maybe I'll just leave, can the three of you accept each other?"

"Dad, big brother just came back to you and you're thinking of dying soon? How come?" A little comforted by Jungki's words, Mr. Lee seemed to want to smile.

"Born weathered, give me your hand." For a lifetime, Mr. Lee never joked. He could have been insinuating his son and sounded like a joke.

"I'm not what you think Dad is. It's just nice to be weathered. I've spent the night with a few women."

"What?" Lady Lee spontaneously struck her son's arm. "Don't talk to me."

"Yes God! Is this your attitude toward the dying and the dying?" the heated quarrel between the mother and her son was stopped by a protest from Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee suddenly touched his head. It hurts a lot but he can bear it as best he can. This man never wants to look in pain in front of others, especially those who are his family.

"Dad, does your head hurt anymore?" Jungki stretched out her hand and now she felt how cold her father's hand was.

The old man was a clerk, while his fingers firmly clenched in pain.

"Jungki, listen to me. If I really have to go, you have to take care of these women, including my three grandchildren."

"Dad doesn't have to say it, I've done it a long time ago."

"Roze,"

"Yes Dad," came touching the father's hand.

"Dad proud of you. You're the greatest woman ever."

"Dad, you've repeated it 20 times."

"Wives..."

"Yes, baby,"

"Thank you for the greatness of your heart while accompanying me. Would you care about my daughter and even my grandchildren when I'm not around?"

"Of course, the handsome Mr. Lee. You've been asking for this too often. How could I refuse them?"

Sreeet. Door opens.

"All is ready! Mr. Lee, it's time for you to head to the surgical room."

The medical team swiftly pushed the bed of his patient.

"Dad, spirit. I promise you'll get out safely." Jungki continues to encourage his hero.

The surgical room door is closed.

I'm gonna fight. I'm going to get out and be free of my pain. I can't just die and leave my daughter for the second time. Roze, I'll hold on.

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Jevan's phone rang.

The name Roze is calling and this makes Jevan momentarily forget his confusion about the loss of Ezralia.

[Speak, Roze,]

[Jevan, did you meet Ezra?]

[He doesn't exist. Where should I look??]

[I'm sure he doesn't have any friends yet. Jevan, please find my son.]

[He's my son too. There's no way I'm letting it go.]

[All right, thank you.]

Phone disconnected.

"That's all? The roze! Do you only care about our son? If it wasn't my hard work, those kids wouldn't be in your stomach." Jevan felt his feelings being sacrificed in this regard.

Inexhaustible with Roze's attitude that is too mediocre while he does not stop pounding every time he talks to Roze even though he is not in direct eyes.

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In a room.

"Eh? Me where? Whose room is this?"

Ezra just opened his eyes.

There was only himself in this foreign room.

Waitaminute! Hands and feet tied? This isn't funny!

"Mother! Niel! Where'm I?"

Chequek.

Door opens.

"Is it awake?"

A stranger? Who is this guy?

"Can you untie this?"

The man approached slowly with an iron rod in his hand.

"What's? Offhand? Ahhaha!" wicked laugh.

Even laugh? Not polite!

"Why did you tie me up?"

I had thought of a possibility like this before deciding to connect with Jevander Park. Is this a blackmail strategy? This ancient trick often happens in comic stories.

"Free me now before I cut you into four pieces."

Basshss..

"Awww! Shhhhh!" long sticks hit both shins of Ezra's legs.

Is it time to become a criminal?

Ezra's anger was provoked when the pain was so shocking.

"You little boy, your mouth is so brave."

"What do you want? The money? Huh! I've only confessed to my rich father for a day."

"Whoa! How interesting! So your dad is rich? Sekaya what's your father? You fantasize now?"

Ezra pulls nepas long. "Not many bases - stale. I'm telling you, this kind of thing is just a waste of your time. My father's not the one you can squeeze."

That guy's circling Ezra.

The bassssh!

Ezra's back punch received and this time floated in his head.

The stranger approached and whispered. "Don't fantasize much. Just take a blow from me. About money ... I don't lack the money to blackmail others. I was just teaching your mother .., that uncivilized doctor.

Whahuh? It's not because of dad, but .. mother?

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