The Happy Ending Love Story

Game of Hearts #12

Despite longing and wanting to meet, Seokyung went about her day normally. For the last four months he has been used to sleeping alone. Take care of everything yourself. Without being asked all the staff helped him well.

Seokyung stopped asking Hwan about the staff. He rearranged his messed up heart with a limp. As Hwan said she focused herself on her pregnancy. Doing anything yourself. Seokyung seems to be preparing to lift her foot anytime from Hwan's house. That's Seokyung when viewed from the outside. Who knows if his heart is broken into pieces.

Every night he wakes up. Seeing the place beside her that was empty and she was alone, Seokyung cried. Heart's broken. He needs Hwan, he needs a backrest.

All the necessities for the delivery are well prepared. Four staff and aunty maids are on standby. When contractions are felt they are ready with all their needs to go to the hospital. Seokyung is very grateful there are them. The difficulties during a large pregnancy are not so burdensome because there they are.

His agreement with Sora is almost over. He was happy and sad too. Flavors that are branded simultaneously. I can't wait to see the baby. Sad that he had to leave her.

Kang Inhwan wasn't his from the start. Seokyung has been blinded to the comfort of Hwan. Feeling like she was the only woman he cared for. Everything will return to its original place. Hwan is Sora's husband. He was wrong to want to belong to someone else. Their relationship was a mere covenant not the real one.

He who wants the property of others will suffer. Love does not arrive. A love that will never be had. That's Seokyung. At the end of this covenant he thought a lot and arranged his heart. Her eyelids are wet. He should be able to forget about Kang Inhwan.

Saturday morning was a stressful day. Seokyung was taken to the hospital after feeling the first contraction. As prepared, Dr. Arthur Alexander himself will handle the Seokyung. There are several other doctors who have joined the team. Everyone was enthusiastic, only one person, Kang Inhwan, never showed his nose.

Lights on. Seokyung lay staring at the lamp above her in agitation. He waited for moments of intense pain to return. Nothing calms him. Seokyung held it herself. He had never imagined before if he could get to this stage. In a few hours she will be a mother. Seokyung ignores his agreement with Sora. She just wants to think about her baby. They'll meet soon. Suddenly Hwan's face flashed in his mind. Seokyung crying. Crying his weird way of life.

Her medical history is always good so Seokyung can give birth normally. His body will be destroyed when following the doctor's instructions. The pain spread throughout his body. Seokyung bit her lower lip until it bled. His whitened hands squeezed the bed linen firmly. The first wave came and a crying voice immediately sounded. Seokyung's weak body fell. Her tears are dripping.

He had not yet breathed a sigh of relief the second wave came. The second pain is worse than the first. Seokyung is about to die. His body shook violently. He almost gave up. But a large and warm hand suddenly clasped his hand, rubbed his forehead then whispered in his ear.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

The sound of the second baby's cry was heard. Seokyung's body fell limp. His breathing was rough and he was unable to move his body.

"Congratulations, both of your babies are healthy. The first and the second are men."

Seokyung seemed to gain miraculous powers when her two babies were placed on her open chest. Both crying. Seokyung's tears are back. He did not look around. His weak lips moved.

"Mom will love you. Please, please remember mom." His voice at the end shook. It should have been a happy day but for Seokyung this was the saddest day. His son was born. That means the deal is done.

Kang Inhwan is away. He let Seokyung along with his son. He came late. He cursed himself. He's coward. Hearing Seokyung's words made her realize many things. He's stupid. Men are heartless. How could she bear to leave Seokyung who was pregnant with her child, struggling alone in difficulty. He's a stupid man. He was unable to control his emotions, and it hurt Seokyung. Hwan came out of the delivery room with his head bowed.

Seokyung was moved to a hospital room with two babies next to her. He slept after giving them milk. Seokyung herself was unconscious when she was transferred.

The sound of baby crying woke Seokyung from her long sleep. The dark sky is now bright. Misty eyes. Seokyung got up but his body was very weak. As a result he only managed to lean on the head of the bed.

"Hwan?" His eyes faintly looked at the back of someone he knew.

"He woke you up, didn't he? Just go to sleep, I'll take care of it." Hwan replied, turning his back to Seokyung.

'Men are not responsible. You just came after I was between life and death? Basic heartless!' The curse of Seokyung in the heart.

Seokyung's eyes stared at Hwan's back. He wears a casual dress. He was calming one of their babies.

"Can you give her to me? Looks like he's thirsty." Pinta Seokyung with a controlled voice.

"Let me take care of it." Jawan Hwan without looking. His voice sounded cold.

"Am I no longer allowed to touch them, Mr Kang? It's only been a day. Can't I give her my milk for them? I will keep my promise. But let me give it to you as long as I'm not gone." Seokyung's words were spontaneous. He doesn't want to hold it anymore. He wants to be free from the complexity of his heart.

Hwan gasped at Seokyung's words. Just turn around. The look they meet. A faint smile was imprinted on Seokyung's face.

"I, I just don't want to bother you."

"No. I'm doing fine. Please give her to me." Seokyung extended her hand.

"But I still can't carry it. I don't know how to."

Hwan pushed the baby wheeled spot towards Seokyung. The baby boy was crying. Seokyung slightly lowered her head with a deep understanding of the pain then took out a small body that was crying.

"Darling... Mom here, are you thirsty?"

Seokyung immediately unbuttoned some of her clothes and then muffled her baby's cries. His hands stroked his hair lovingly. He did not care about Hwan who was silent petrified not far from him. His body was too weak to face Hwan.

"I'm sorry. I'm late for it."

"You must be busy. I'm doing fine. You don't have to worry."

"But I'm guilty."

"No. You are not wrong. It should be. You have made the right decision. I have successfully given birth to them. So please pull back your words."

"Seokyungbuk..." Hwan's voice turned low.

"Yes?"

"Are you angry with me?"

Their eyes locked on each other. "No. I have no right."

"You're obviously mad at me."

"I don't."

"You came back like Seokyung when we first met."

Seokyung smiled faintly. "Indeed, should I not be Mr Kang? You also came back like when we first met. You disappeared and avoided me."

"I didn't disappear. There's a lot of work I have to finish."

"Yes I understand. Forgive me if I interrupt a busy person's time."

The room became cold. There is a debate between two adults in the middle of two babies who are sleeping soundly.

"I was angry at you at the time."

"Ah yes, forgive me."

"You should have apologized when I left that time."

"I've prevented you but you've already left. Forgive me for my insensitivity."

"Why do you keep apologizing?"

"Eitherway. I am confused too. But I had one plea, so before that I apologized first."

Hwan kept silent and did not answer.

"Please give me a few more days to be with them. I'll ask Sora directly if you don't like it. I want to spend a little longer before leaving them." Seokyung's voice shook.

Hwan's face stiffened. Brow wrinkled. "No. You're not going anywhere, Seokyung." Hwan replied firmly.

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