I don’t know why I need to be so unfortunate my whole life. Why do I deserve such misfortune? Just like right now, I am seated across this despicable woman who’s eating her life out.

How can I actually agree to pay for her food right now? It’s ing one in the morning.

“Aren’t you gonna eat, Appa?” She asks and lifted her chopsticks with a piece of meat on it towards me. I just look away while glaring in space.

“Will you stop calling me that?”

She only snorts back before taking the meat into instead. I would have just bought drive-thru for HER BABY’s sake and throw her out of my car GENTLY just for HER BABY’s sake. “I thought you didn’t have food at home? Don’t you want to eat?” She asks but I ignore her and act as if she didn’t exist at all.

But then her questions don’t stop there. To make things worse, she speaks with full.

“Are you single?”

“Are you married?”

“How old are you?”

“Do you have kids? Aside from this one in my womb?”

Hearing the last question, I tap my palm on the table making her flinch. “Did I not make it clear that unless you prove it to me clinically that it’s mine, it is not mine,” I reply and she frowns in response. “I told you, you were my first ever customer—

“Customer. So, that doesn’t mean you may not other guys outside that filthy job.” I cut her off.

“Ouch. That hurts.” She grumbles before taking a spoonful of rice into . “Yes. Truth hurts. I know better. So, live with it.” I retort and look away, refusing to catch her gaze. She’s getting on my nerves. I don’t have time for these kinds of .

“I can prove it that you’re the father.”

“How? Do you have any proof of my swimming into your womb and made a baby with your eggs? Did you film it?”

She gives me a nasty glare. “You have got to be the most vulgar man I’ve ever met.” She grunts back and folds her arms. “I’m just stating a fact. I may or MAY NOT have done anything with you. Whatever that is in my head is just probably a picture of the thoughts that you’ve been deliberately forcing into me. And I jus—

“Wow. This is awesome—I don’t wanna go home—WOW! Let’s do this forever, baby. Wow.” She suddenly chants and the words automatically replayed in my head … in my own voice. .

“I—” Looking away, I swallow hard before throwing her a cold stare again. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I try to control myself from blinking too fast but I couldn’t. “Wow. Says the one who almost took me home.” She chuckles while wiggling her eyebrows at me teasingly.

“I didn’t—you’re making it up.” I point at her. “Look, Joowon, Jikwon, Jokwon or something—“

“KIM JIWON.” She corrects me.

“Okay, whatever. Look, I bet if we did anything, it’s just a make-out because I don’t remember myself being on a bed. So, it’s impossible.” I answer with confidence.

Now that makes sense. I’m telling the truth this time.

“Of course, we did it in the stock room of the club.” She answers without hesitation. I feel a big lump in my throat climb up and I start coughing hard. “Naughty, eh? You couldn’t wait so—

“Haa! Stop, okay? I get it, fine!” I cut her off again before covering my ears. She giggles in victory before turning to one of the restaurant servers. “Ahjumma, one more rice, please? Thank you!” She coos while raising a hand.

“Are you serious? You already had three servings of rice. I don’t have much cash with me right now.” I complain while glaring at her. “You don’t have a card?” She asks before turning to the server again with a smile.

Such nerve in this woman. My gosh.

“Seriously, aren’t you ashamed of yourself? You can easily ask for someone’s money like that? If you’re normal, you would at least feel a little uncomf—“

“I ate my shame out for my baby.” She casually answers before continuing with her food. For the first time, I couldn’t answer back to her. What she said wasn’t something I could personally argue with. “That’s why I will continue eating my shame out and ask for your help. I have nothing to give to this baby but life.” She looks straight at me with her serious expression this time. “So, if you can’t be a parent, you can at least be a person who has compassion for an innocent life right now. Please.” She pleads.

I just look down while gulping. It’s hard for me to take it. The word parent, the responsibility, and everything.

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