Chapter 145 – Winter Vacation 7 (Dahye’s Past)

It’s been over a month since Heeyeon’s menstruation stopped. A pregnancy test has two lines. What is coming has come.

That evening, Hee-yeon was slapped by her husband for the first time. She paid the price for not disobeying her husband. Her husband persuaded Hee-yeon to have an abortion immediately tomorrow, and although Hee-yeon reluctantly agreed, she never, ever wanted to do that.

The next morning, Da-hye’s mother ran away from the officetel her husband had given her without any plan and entrusted herself to her older sister, one of the few people she knew she could trust. That was the neighborhood of the carriage house where Da-hye was raised, and Hee-yeon gave birth to and raised Da-hye in the inner room, which would later become Da-hye’s living room, with the money she earned from selling her body by accepting men’s dicks 15 days before and after her birth.

Even though she had an inferior appearance with a protruding belly and saggy breasts after having a child, her beauty did not go anywhere, so there were quite a few men who paid money to buy her, and thanks to that, Da-hye’s mother and Da-hye were able to continue to stay in this place.

However, Da-hye’s mother, who gave birth to her child and raised her newborn alone, went through all kinds of hardships, and whenever she faced daily difficulties and hardships, she was very sorry and missed her husband’s absence by her side.

Sometimes she shuddered from the loneliness and regretted the past, but when she looked at Da-hye, who was so beautiful and looked just like her and her husband, her regret soon turned into hope for tomorrow.

While Hee-yeon lived with Da-hye, overcoming the hardships of her daily life, her father could never forget that day.

On the evening that Hee-yeon decided to have her abortion, her officetel was empty.

Heeyeon is nowhere to be found. Her cell phone was turned off. She doesn’t answer when I text her. Even if she sends a KakaoTalk message, she doesn’t read it.

Her credit card, which she had given to use for her living expenses, was neatly placed on the dresser. With a small note placed next to it.

‘Thank you. And I’m sorry. Heeyeon’

When Da-hye’s father found out that his wife had left him, he sat down on the floor of the officetel and shed tears.

“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh… Heeyeon… Heeyeon… Ugh… Ugh…”

Da-hye’s father, who sat on the floor and cried for a while, had no choice but to accept the reality of being without his beloved wife.

After wiping away my tears, I turned off the lights and closed the door in the empty officetel with a great sense of loss.

This settled everything, and I also told her father, the chairman, that my relationship with this woman was over.

The father was satisfied when he heard that his son had ended his relationship with the woman he was having an affair with, and in return, he solidified his position as the owner’s successor. And within a few years, Da-hye’s father began to take charge of the management.

Although each day seemed like a blur due to the busy schedule of work, Da-hye’s father still couldn’t forget Hee-yeon. Da-hye’s father’s sense of emptiness and loss did not diminish due to his loveless marriage and mandatory sexual relations with his wife. He met many women in entertainment establishments and had sex with ordinary women, but none of them caught his fancy.

He could have hired a detective or inquired about Hee-yeon’s whereabouts through a police officer he knew, but Da-hye’s dad didn’t do that. I’m not sure if it was because he didn’t want to shake his mind that he had barely managed to control, or because he wanted to protect his current family with cute and lovely children, even though he got married through political means, but at that time, Da-hye’s dad was making efforts to forget Hee-yeon.

Then one day, she received a call from a woman who said she knew where Hee-yeon was.

She was the older sister who accepted Hee-yeon when she was pregnant with Da-hye.

She is Hee-yeon’s older sister who arranged for her to prostitute herself and collected her fees. When the older sister found out that Da-hye’s father was the CEO of a company in Busan that everyone knew by name, she contacted him.

The woman I met in the parking lot of a secluded park overlooking the sea told me various stories about Hee-yeon. She showed a photo taken together as evidence.

“Actually, I don’t know if it’s okay to say this… She said that Hee-yeon came here and made money by selling her body while dealing with men here and there.”

She did it because she told herself to, but only Da-hye’s mother became her slut.

“It’s the only thing I know how to do, so that’s the same for me too… I made a lot of money in this neighborhood too. It was stubborn. Thanks to that, other businesses even complained.”

It shows the typical example of Yeo-jeok-yeo taking advantage of her joy and swearing at her behind her back.

“15 days before giving birth? It’s probably around that time. I’ve been receiving men by then… Oh my God, it’s hideous for a woman with a bloated stomach to get laid on her stomach and receive men. Who cares about a pregnant woman like that? .”

“It’s been 15 days since I gave birth… I guess it’s been a month… Anyhow, not long after that, I’m receiving a man again, and the newborn is crying next to me, and the woman is busy receiving a man, ugh… How much did I have to do to take care of the baby and the baby’s mother back then? Did you have a hard time…”

Judging from the fact that they are making up stories about help that they did not do, it seems like they are trying to extort more money.

“A guest made a reservation earlier today, so she’s probably receiving a man in the room.”

She received the reservation herself and delivered it to her mother.

“Oh, by the way, Hee-yeon… She doesn’t have a man yet. I don’t know what she’s thinking, but she hasn’t been able to find a man yet despite all the trouble she’s gone through. Well, if I had a man, it would be a bit difficult to sell my body… Right?”〈 Br〉

Dahye’s father gave this woman 10 million won in cash as her reward.

“Oh, by the way, the girl’s name is Dahye. Shin. Da. Hye. It’s a pretty name, right?”

She added by sending a photo of her child.

She must have been about 6 years old. The girl in her photo was so pretty. Her eyes look like her mother’s, but her overall facial shape looks just like her. Intuition informed by her instincts. This child is my child.

Da-hye’s father additionally handed a bundle of 100 50,000 won bills to this vulgar and low-quality woman.

A few days later, Da-hye’s father did not accompany the driver on his way home from work, but instead drove the car himself and went to the business that the woman had told him about.

Beyond the darkly tinted car window, a woman leaning out the carriage house door and soliciting customers catches her eye. Her beauty is evident even compared to the women in other businesses around her. She is she Heeyeon.

Dangling… Dallang…

Late at night, when the lights of the closed carriage house were turned off and the alley was dark, the door to Da-hye’s mother’s shop, which was still brightly lit, was opened, and a customer came in.

“Yes~~~ Welcome… Gasp!!!!!”

Hee-yeon, who was sweeping her floor with a broom while wearing heavy makeup, high heels, and a red uniform, froze in place.

“H… Honey… Here… Uh… How…”

The eyes of the man in the suit standing in front of Heeyeon were sad but clear.

Next to Da-hye’s father, who was sitting on the sofa at an empty table in a store where there were no customers, Hee-yeon, who did not dare to sit across from her, stood anxiously, looking at her with her hands folded in front of her.

“Beer and light snacks.”

“Yes… Honey… Just a moment… Just a moment…”

Dahye’s mother, with all kinds of thoughts crossing her mind, gathers her mind and deals with her husband. She needs to come to her senses. For Dahye and herself.

Hee-yeon, who had prepared a couple of bottles of beer and some snacks, sat down next to Da-hye’s father and opened her bottle and poured beer into her glass.

Dahye’s father said nothing and emptied his second glass of beer.

“Honey… I…”

“Be quiet.”

“Yes… Yes…”

“I told you to raise the child… So you ran away?”

“… Yes… I’m sorry… I… I really… Want to have a child…”

“If you had waited… If you had… You could have had another child. Did you have to abandon me?”

“… Sorry… Uuuuu!!”

He grabs Hee-yeon’s hair with great strength.

“That guy’s sorry… Just add it one more time…”

Heeyeon’s eyes tremble with fear.

“Honey… I’m… Sorry… No… I was wrong…”

I apologized repeatedly in a trembling voice, but Da-hye’s father’s eyes were already burning.

“The man… Why didn’t I meet the man?”

“… Because I have you… Honey… My husband… And my Da-hye… Dad…”

“That’s funny. So, on that day, you spread your crotch and sold yourself in front of a stranger? Huh?”

“… That… How… Aaaaah~~!!!”

Sigh~~~ Sigh~~~

Hee-yeon, who was lifted from her seat by her hair, received a couple of slaps from her.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Dahye’s dad… I… I… Was wrong… Ugh!! Ugh!!”

Puck… Puck…

When Hee-yeon fell to the floor after being hit in the stomach, Da-hye’s father stepped on her body two or three times with his shoe.

“Ugh… Honey… Dahye’s dad… Please… Help me… Save me… Ahhh…”

Hee-yeon, who was crawling on the floor to escape her husband’s violence, was soon caught by her hair.

“Ahh!! Honey… I… I… Ahh!!!… I was wrong… Ugh!!

A child’s voice was heard in the ears of Da-hye’s father, who was so angry that he grabbed Hee-yeon by her hair and dragged her around the store.

“Dad…”

Slam!

My head turns to find the person responsible for the voice.

That child… Is my daughter who I saw in the picture.

The loveliness itself cannot be explained by words such as cute and pretty. The father’s grip on his wife’s hair suddenly lost its strength.

And then I made eye contact with the child. Black and transparent eyes. My father was moved to tears when he saw those eyes.

No… No…

The moment she turned around and started walking, not knowing what to do.

“Dad…”

The earnest voice of a child calling for his father. I couldn’t ignore that voice that made my heart tremble.

The father turned his body and walked to sit in front of his daughter so that they were at eye level.

“You… Are Dahye… So… Pretty…”

“Da-hye’s father… I… Was wrong… My child… Please… Please…”

Before she knows it, the earnest pleas of her wife, who is sitting down next to Da-hye and clenching her hands, do not reach her ears. She’s not even angry anymore.

The father hugged her daughter tightly. The child opened her small arms and hugged her father’s neck, hugging her father warmly.

She covered her face with her palms and wiped away the tears from her eyes. The father was very sorry and very grateful for this child born to the woman he loved.