episode_0136

If something always happens, regret about the choice does not occur immediately afterward.

Regret truly comes the next day, each time you open your eyes after having closed them, repeating the thought over and over again.

After that day, I lost consciousness as if falling into a deep sleep, and woke up in my son’s room in the morning.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I checked my naked lower body, then, with a complicated heart, called my driver and returned to the hotel.

I truly didn’t know how to express my inner feelings at that time.

Because I had ignored the truth until now, I ended up seeing the resentment-filled true feelings of my son.

On top of that, I faced the hidden dark desires of my son, whom I thought had matured, and it was as if I was being repaid for all the karma I had accumulated… I was ravaged.

No, it must have been like this from the start.

Seeing my son’s reaction, it seems that every time a strange drowsiness came over me when we met, he must have ravaged me from above.

Furthermore,

‘T-these kinds of photos…!’

When I intentionally avoided contact to organize my thoughts, my son sent photos.

A scene of him thrusting above me, which appeared to be taken from Chaewon’s perspective.

He kept that moment of madness with his mother as evidence, and simply sent it via messenger as if flaunting a war trophy.

“……”

However, even as the temperature of my emotions threatened to rise, looking at my expression in the photo made me lose my words.

In the photo, my face was simply one of enjoyment.

I dared to wrap both my arms around my son’s neck, spreading my legs wide like a harlot, willingly accepting it.

As if I had given up on thought itself after losing my mind.

The sound of panting, as if enslaved by the pleasure that would soothe my long loneliness, seemed to echo from the photo.

…Gulp.

The more I looked, the more the situation at that time was replayed in my mind.

I, who had given up on everything, whimpering like a woman into my son’s ear, while my younger sibling (Chaewon) watched—

“Jung Sooran-nim.”

“Ah, a-aah!?”

Sitting at the table and looking at the photo, I hastily turned the screen face down at that low voice.

Lifting my chin with a flushed face, I saw the hotel manager, whose expression was always pale, lower his head as if apologizing for startling me.

In the same low, murmuring voice, he reported the reason for his visit.

“Your children have arrived.”

They’ve arrived.

Feeling like they’ve finally arrived, I nodded and conveyed my will.

“Y-yes… please guide them up.”

“Yes.”

I was no longer able to turn away from the truth.

Therefore, I decided to confirm one more shocking fact that I had heard while in bed with my son.

Praying it wasn’t true.

* * *

“Why did you call us separately?”

My second daughter, Cha Hwaryeon.

She arrived dressed in a neat one-piece dress and with her hair styled in the hoppang bun she often enjoyed since graduating high school.

My second daughter had a much milder impression compared to before.

She had always been a child with a loud voice, much jealousy, and many complaints, but she had become very calm.

But even her softened gaze sharpened once more when she looked at the person opposite her at the round table.

“And that crazy bitch. Why on earth did you call her? She makes me lose my appetite.”

“Eung~?”

Another daughter, as if finding the remark somewhat absurd, defiantly opened one eye wide.

Sitting opposite Hwaryeon was none other than the youngest daughter, Soeun, who had arrived a step earlier.

The youngest daughter, who always loved to dress up flamboyantly in bright tones.

While holding the warm, steaming tea brought by a staff member, the youngest daughter smirked and responded to the second daughter’s blatant criticism.

“Oh my, I’m glad you said what I wanted to say, Second Unnie.”

“……What?”

“Honestly, ever since way back, I’ve disliked Second Unnie because your voice was just so damn loud.

I bet no one in the family enjoyed dealing with you, Unnie?”

Hwaryeon’s eyelids trembled, as if truly feeling disillusioned.

“Is that something a psychopath whose hobby is tormenting people would say?”

“It’s not psychopathy, it’s just simple gapjil (abuse of power), and after I used them, I treated them all financially.”

The youngest, with an arrogant expression and her chin raised high, said,

“More than anything, Unnie, you were jealous of me because you weren’t favored by Dad, right?

It’s been years since Dad passed away, isn’t it funny that you still hold such resentment towards me?”

“Ha! Shit, what’s a slut who hung out with some Southeast Asian drug-snorting bastard delinquent talking about.

When you ran off to another country, you wouldn’t believe how much Dad badmouthed you—”

“Stop!”

Just a few minutes after they faced each other.

Endless streams of insults spilling out between the sisters.

As a parent, there is nothing in the world I hate to see more than my children fighting.

I glared at the two children, who were still fighting like teenagers, pressing my throbbing forehead.

“Please stop. I didn’t gather you two here to watch you fight.”

“Then you shouldn’t have called us to the same place, at least.”

“Right. Mom, if you were bored, let’s just go shopping together.”

“…Enough.

There’s a reason I gathered you two here.”

After a deep sigh,

“I have something serious to ask you two. I hope you’ll answer honestly…”

I barely managed to start, but after that, only empty air came out.

I dragged out the nasal sound, unable to properly express it.

This wasn’t another instance of me turning away from reality.

It was because I was racking my brain, utterly at a loss as to how to convey this truth.

The fact that they had committed incest with their only male sibling.

I wanted to confirm it, but the words simply wouldn’t leave my mouth.

As the silence deepened and my internal suffering grew, unable to convey the words and unwilling to even utter them,

“Ah… from the looks of it, it seems Mom got caught too.”

“……!”

Hwaryeon, as if having figured it out from my suspicious demeanor, struck right at the heart of the matter.

“Mom got caught, with what?”

“……”

“Hmm… I see, so you called us to confirm that.”

Unlike Soeun, Hwaryeon had always been quick-witted.

True to her straightforward personality, she instantly developed the topic that had been circling in my throat.

“There’s no need to put on a bad act and hide it anymore. It seems Doyeon must have laid his hands on Mom too, and ravaged you.”

“R-really!? Did Oppa really go that far?”

Soeun suddenly stood up at the table.

Her tone was somewhat excited.

As if it had been hard to act in front of me all this time, the youngest of the family was simply innocent.

“Ugh….”

This difficult topic had finally been brought to the table, but I felt awkward.

I didn’t feel good at all.

Because being able to say such a thing meant—

“That’s right, Mom.

Just as you worried, we also had sex with Doyeon.”

“……Kkueut!”

Before I could even ask the question, Hwaryeon preempted me and answered.

She even crossed her arms and declared it boldly, as if asking what I was going to do about it.

Things that I desperately wished were lies were all revealed to be true.

With a face as if the world was collapsing, I kept confirming, like flipping over trump cards that only revealed jokers one after another.

“Just when, when on earth did this start…?”

“Hmm… it’s been a bit longer than you, Mom. Half a year ago, perhaps?”

“And you have no thoughts about it?! How can you do such a shameful thing with your, with your, with family…!”

“Well… I had the same reaction as you at first, Mom.”

Hwaryeon, simply lifting her teacup and enjoying its aroma, was excessively composed and nonchalant.

As if time had passed and she no longer felt much emotion, she replied while trimming her fingernails in her spare time.

“But now that I think about it, it seems I’m not fated to meet a man I’ll see for my entire life, and Doyeon’s conditions are quite good now, aren’t they?

He always satisfies me in bed, so it’s not bad. When I call, he drops everything and comes right away.”

“Y-you, what on earth is that supposed to mean……”

She was so excessively bold that I was astonished.

Furthermore,

“Right?

Oppa is incredibly fond of women, so his prowess in bed is really amazing, isn’t it ♥”

Even Soeun, who was usually on bad terms with her, became wildly excited about this topic and chimed in.

As if she had been holding it in all this time, she wildly shook her legs like a child under the table, delightedly bursting forth.

“You know what? I once had sex with Oppa up to five times in a row at the department store?”

“Wh-what is that…!”

Combinations of words I simply couldn’t comprehend.

Openly discussing their sex lives in front of their parent.

And the fact that it was incest… it was beyond open, to the point of being wildly out of control.

“…Five times?”

But Hwaryeon reacted again here, her eyes narrowing sharply.

As she sent a strangely jealous look to her younger sister, Soeun giggled and retorted.

“Just by wiggling my butt a little, he’d want to keep doing it and come over ♥

Why? Doesn’t Oppa do that much for Unnie these days? Haven’t you set a record like that?”

“……”

“Ah~ I get it. Unnie seems to be getting bored of him.

Oh well~ From Oppa’s perspective, this cute younger sister, Soeun, is younger and fresher.”

I wondered what kind of chaotic conversation this was.

In this chaos that had broken the fence of common sense and lost all order, the climax was none other than my second daughter’s shocking statement.

“Well… it can’t be helped that the frequency has decreased recently.”

But Hwaryeon was suddenly bold, speaking in a conceding tone.

Then, she touched her belly, which she had thought had slightly protruded recently, and said,

“Because Doyeon’s child is growing inside me. I shouldn’t overdo it like before.”

“……What?”

All the blood drained from my face.

By the time it came to this, I had lost my linguistic faculties.

With my mouth half-open below my trembling pupils, I simply listened.

“A-a baby…?! You’re pregnant with Oppa’s baby…? When on earth?!”

“It’s been a while.

I’ve also stepped back from work due to maternity leave. Since my belly is growing bigger, the frequency can’t be helped.”

She then cast a benevolent smile.

“Why? Not yet for you?”

“Kkueut!”

Paradoxically, it was a face full of sarcasm towards her opponent.

Her overly relaxed expression made Soeun’s face flush.

“Hmm… if you did all that and still didn’t get pregnant, did you use contraception every time?”

“N-no, I didn’t!?”

“Ah! Then it seems your lower body is defective, just like your mental state.”

“Wh-what?! Have you said all you want to say, you bitch!?”

The second daughter sneered contemptuously, as if she had won an invisible catfight.

Their voices rose again.

The sound of their bickering and quarreling was loud enough to spread beyond the tightly closed VIP room.

Furthermore, the reason for their quarrel was interest in and jealousy of their only son.

‘Hwaryeon… my daughter is pregnant with my son’s child…? So he touched not only me but both of his sisters too….’

My brain completely burned out, like a frying pan left on the stove after someone forgot to turn off the burner.

The more I dug into the grave, the bigger the monster that emerged.

The more I learned what Doyeon had been doing behind the scenes, the more he seemed like a monster.

In the end, Doyeon had even impregnated one of the family members.

It had now gone beyond simple incest, and there was no turning back.

Moreover, Hwaryeon seemed satisfied with it.

“It seems he liked having sex with me more after all. Before I got pregnant, he would ride me whenever he had the chance. Thinking about it, the number of times wasn’t even important to me.”

“Sh-shut up! I’m going to have one too while I’m still young, even if it’s just a little bit. I even made a contract with Oppa!”

An older sister who proudly boasted about carrying her younger brother’s child as if it were a point of pride.

And a younger sister who genuinely envied that…

‘Everyone is gathering around Doyeon.’

It was dizzying, but this was the key point.

At the center of our scattered family, Doyeon had, at some point, stood like a pillar.

This unshakeable truth made my head ache even more.

It was an absurd and extreme situation, but the existence of Doyeon was protecting the bonds of this scattered family.

Whether committing incest or impregnating someone with a child that could never be revealed to the outside world, Doyeon was the one connecting them all.

‘Ah, God, what on earth….’

I had hoped that if I had someone to share this with, the story might unravel, but my worries only deepened.

Driven to the edge of a cliff, I sought God, but the choice had to be mine.

Accept it, or push it away.

There was no other option.

For me, who had neglected the problem this far, there was no choice but that.