Chapter Index

    20 years old.

    My adult daughter became strange.

    The daughter, who only knew her father, suddenly brought a blonde gangster into the house.

    “This is my boyfriend. Greetings.”

    I thought you would come back soon.

    Because my daughter is not that kind of woman.

    But this time, I was worried that my confidence was wrong.

    Not long after my daughter brought a blonde gangster as her boyfriend.

    I had a really strange feeling that day.

    So, I broke my drinking plan with a friend I hadn’t seen in a while and went home.

    okay.

    It was strange.

    From the moment I brought that bastard home.

    “It’s none of your business, right? Please stop paying attention.”

    Need to check.

    Although she is not my blood, she is my only daughter.

    My child, who doesn’t hurt even if you put it in your eyes.

    My precious child, whom I raised with my all.

    You can’t hand over a child like that to a bully who can’t get it back.

    Never…never!!

    bang!

    “Hey Min!! Dad is here!! Where are you?”

    The door to my house was opened roughly as if they were raiding the scene.

    I already had confidence in my heart.

    That this scoundrel will attack my precious daughter.

    “Daddy’s here?”

    I heard my daughter’s voice from the living room.

    “I came early because my appointment was canceled.”

    But it’s strange.

    My daughter has never come into the bedroom since high school?

    no way…

    Is there a big bed in the master bedroom?

    “Daughter! What are you doing there? Come out quickly!”

    “Dad, I have a lot of doubts.”

    My daughter’s voice is unusual.

    The nasal voice sounded as if he was enjoying this.

    However, contrary to her daughter’s relaxed voice, she had no intention of leaving the bedroom.

    Doubt began to turn into confidence.

    “Are you with that guy?! That’s right!!”

    Jump up!

    That’s where I opened the door and entered.

    Red light all over.

    Sweet and hazy scent.

    And…Minah, wearing my coat, smiled and welcomed me.

    “What’s wrong, Dad? What about hospital work at this hour?? Did something urgent happen?”

    I’m not asking.

    It’s sarcastic.

    A happy face.

    A face that says it knows why I came.

    “Where did you hide it! That…you bastard!! Where are you?!”

    “I was the only one in the first place, so why are you doing this? dad. Are you obsessed?”

    “Daughter…!!”

    I almost said something mean to my daughter.

    okay.

    You just have to find it.

    I do it myself!

    I started searching the room.

    In the closet.

    restroom.

    Even under the bed.

    What…?

    Why…isn’t there a bastard?

    There’s no way my instincts are wrong.

    Is it really outside that window?

    Grumble!

    There was no one hanging from the 20th floor window.

    ……

    It’s a complete disaster.

    The result of confidence based on emotional judgment was a complete misjudgment.

    For a moment, my face became red.

    “Dad. what’s the matter. What did you think was going to happen with Taemin?”

    “…Well…that’s…”

    “Hehe…Thank you, Dad. Dad still loves me.”

    Hwiik.

    In the blink of an eye, my daughter took off her coat in front of me.

    …My daughter…Minah wasn’t wearing anything under her coat.

    Breasts as bulging as a ripe apple.

    And a slim waist.

    I turned my head for a moment.

    But because I had already seen it, my face started to turn red like blush.

    “Wha…what are you doing!!!!!!! daughter!!! I can’t wear it quickly!!!!”

    If I was a minor, I would have rushed over and put some clothes on.

    But now my daughter is an adult.

    I can’t put it on myself.

    “Why are you looking behind me? You even gave me a bath until last year, right?”

    “…Because you are an adult now!! Uh…quick! Get dressed!!”

    “I don’t like it.”

    “What…?”

    fluttering.

    A piece of paper flew in front of me.

    It was… the paternity test results I conducted 12 years ago.

    “Client A’s father. And me, client B. They say there is no paternity between the two.”

    “You…How do you do this?!”

    Come on.

    My daughter sits down behind me.

    “Because I am not my father’s bloodline.”

    “Hey Min!!”

    “You can do it.”

    My daughter was holding my hand and was about to fall into sweet hell.

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