The view was even more breathtaking at the topmost deck of the yacht as Sandara soon discovered. Jiyong had given them a tour of the yacht which, to her surprise, comprised of several floors. The bottom most part of the cruiser was the engine room, the floor above that were filled with rooms for the staff along with the kitchens. The floor above that, which was the ground floor upon entrance, were the lounge area and the dining area. The floor above that was a game room and in the rear area was a large Jacuzzi. The floor above that were a few extravagantly decorated rooms. Finally, the last floor, which was where they were now, was the top deck.

Sandara knew that area must have been usually bare or maybe filled with umbrellas and a few folding beach beds, but tonight, there was instead in the center, a large round table covered in a white table cloth, the wind making the hem flow lightly. On top was a dinner setting for five, complete with a beautiful floral center piece with candles in between.

"Jiyong, it's beautiful, you didn't have to do all this. We could've just had dinner somewhere in the city," she said, caught between amazement and guilt.

Jiyong, who was standing beside her, watched as the kids ran to the table and argued about who was sitting where. "I know," he replied without looking at her. "But seeing as the last time we all went out in public didn't turn out too good. I believe this is a much better and safer choice."

Sandara blushed lightly and didn't say another word in the matter.

"Come," Jiyong said holding an arm out to her. "I think it's better if we at least act normally around the kids. I want this night to be special for them."

Taking his arm, she allowed Jiyong to lead her towards the table slowly. "What do you mean? Why do you want this night to be special for them?"

"I plan to tell them the truth, Dara." Sandara's grip on his arm tightened as he said this. Jiyong turned to look at her. "What is it?"

"I…H-How do you plan on telling them?" she whispered, looking at him worriedly.

"Slowly," he replied vaguely. "I want to show them a good time first. That's also why I decided going out to sea would be best."

"Going out to sea?" Sandara repeated, lost. "How long do you plan to keep us here anyway?"

"For the entire weekend. Did I forget to mention that to you at the house?"

"Y-You might have missed that particular detail," she said, turning pale.

"Well, now you know," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Now, let's go have dinner first. I expect the kids must be hungry by now."

"Wait! We can't stay here on this boat with you for three days!" she yelled at him under her breath, careful not to let the kids hear her. Jiyong frowned at her. "W-We didn't bring any clothes at all. All we have are the clothes we're wearing now. We can't possibly go-"

"It's already taken care of," he interjected with a raised hand. "Dara," he added more seriously. "They are my kids too. I want them to know the truth. I-"

"Mom!"

"Jiyong!"

The adults looked up towards the table. The triplets were motioning them over to join them.

"We'll be there in a moment!" Jiyong called out before turning back to Sandara. "Look, I'm done filming. So that means I'll be leaving South Korea as soon as I get another job offer for another movie. I don't know when that is exactly but before that happens, I want them to know the truth. It might hurt them, or it might make them happy. Personally, I want them to be happy to know that I'm their father. And though you may deserve to be hated by them if they find out that you've kept this secret from them and from me all these years, I don't want the kids to be any more confused and distressed about it. I just want them to know the truth and that's it."

"But what if you do leave South Korea?" Sandara asked, her voice with a hint of desperation.

Jiyong caught her tone. Was Sandara worried about him taking the kids with him or that he would leave them, including her?

"We'll think of something later. For now, I just want them to know I'm their father."

Sandara sighed, and nodded in understanding. He wasn't asking much. In fact, he's asking less than he should and because of that, she couldn't help but feel guilty about this whole ordeal all over again.

Jiyong held out his arm to her again, and again she took it.

"For now though," he said, a smile on his face. "Let's try to have a good time?"

Sandara smiled back at him and nodded.

As they walked towards the table, Sandara watched Jiyong's every move. He really was a good man. Sometimes, even she couldn't believe she actually broke his heart so cruelly all those years ago. Even now, he was acting so civilly towards her, being so kind to her even if she knew full well that he hated himself for it. Jiyong was torn between his feelings for her. She knew it the moment he kissed her outside their house a few days ago. The way he looked at her. His eyes were full of pain and…something else. She wanted to say she saw love in his eyes, but she didn't want to think ahead of herself. She didn't deserve Jiyong. After everything she had done, she doesn't deserve him at all.

"Dara?"

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts. He had pulled out and was holding the back of an empty chair for her.

"Thank you," she said, smiling at him and letting go of her hold on his arm.

"Seriously, is there nothing going on that's interesting at all?" the woman moaned in disappointment, letting her head fall on her arms atop the table.

After a few seconds, the phone rang almost immediately.

Lazily, grabbing the receiver, she held it to her ear. "Hello?"

"I have a tip for you."

"Hello? Who is this?" she asked, sitting up straight on her seat now.

"Never mind that, I have a tip. The actor, Kwon Jiyong, is on a yacht which , as of this moment, is only just a bit off the Seoul port. If you head out now and tail him, you might find him and his company quite interesting. It'll certainly make a good story."

"Who was it Minzy?"

Minzy looked at the receiver curiously before replacing it back on the cradle.

"We just received a tip," she said, grinning at her crew. "Ready the equipment. And tell the boss we need to borrow a speedboat. Be ready to leave in ten minutes!"

Yonggun burped loudly, making Yonggi laugh and Nabi giggle.

"Yonggun!" Sandara scolded with a disapproving look.

The little boy merely grinned back at her. "Sorry, mom."

Jiyong chuckled. "I expect you enjoyed dinner then?"

The triplets nodded at him.

"Thank you for the food," they said simultaneously.

"It was delicious," Sandara added.

"I hope everyone can still handle dessert."

That said, three waiters and two waitresses appeared from the stairs and walked towards them. They refilled their drinking glasses, took away the plates and what remained of the dishes and replaced them with smaller plates, a large chocolate cake, small cups of chocolate mousse, and small cups of different colored gelatin.

"Dig in!" Jiyong announced as the staff disappeared yet again.

"Slowly," Sandara added, seeing the starry-eyed looks the kids had, especially the boys.

"I told you to keep the flash off!" Minzy hissed, as she bent down low.

Then two men smiled apologetically at her. "Sorry Minzy."

"If Kwon Jiyong notices or even just suspects us, then coming out here will be a total waste!" She peeked out of her spot and peered through her binoculars. "It looks like he didn't notice."

Her company sighed in relief.

"Okay, try taking the shots again, and this time, no flash. The lights on his yacht are giving off light for a clear enough shot if they get close enough. If that doesn't work, then we'll just have to settle with Night mode."

"Ne," everyone chorused in hushed voices.

"Looks like somebody's getting tired," Jiyong pointed out, smiling.

Sandara followed his gaze and turned to Nabi whose head was lowering forward and immediately back up again. She was falling in and out of sleep.

Nabi shook her head and looked around her. She was looking at her mother and Jiyong and her brothers who were looking at her with half-lidded eyes too.

"I-I'm not sleepy yet!" she defended, before her head tipped to the side yet again.

Jiyong chuckled and Sandara giggled watching her.

"Really, I'm not! Right Yong…" her voice trailed off at this.

"Yeah, we're not sleepy yet too, honest," Yonggi said, although he looked l