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Minah had a good personality.

It was completely different from my mother.

My mother lived as if she were a true queen.

So it was okay if my personality wasn’t that good.

There was no problem at all with dealing with people.

line.

There is a good that exists for a person to be a human being and not a demon.

If you cross that line, you are a devil who has abandoned humanity.

If you don’t cross that line, you’re still a person.

Ayoung was a woman who kept to the bare minimum.

I didn’t know when we were dating.

She and I lived in completely different spaces.

She went to art college.

I’m in medical school.

So I didn’t know her true nature.

What she shows me is decorated.

It was a thorough performance.

My ex-wife had a weapon.

It was the appearance.

Her arms and legs had the proportions that made a human feel the most beautiful, to the point where she even worked part-time as a leg or arm substitute for celebrities.

But that doesn’t mean her face wasn’t beautiful.

It was to the point where I wondered why I didn’t become a celebrity.

A person like that came naturally to me, so I couldn’t help but be captivated.

With the power of her appearance, she acted like a queen to those around her.

It was at the level of national power.

There were males who would risk their lives in exchange for a glance from her.

He used that state-level power to his heart’s content.

It was okay for someone to say something, but no one could say anything to her.

She never crossed the line to become a devil, and as long as she didn’t cross that line, she was absolutely right.

Isn’t there something like that?

They say you are forgiven because you are pretty.

That is what is used in the real world.

He used everyone around him to further his own play.

I was struck by her play.

What she wanted was money.

And he was a doctor husband.

It wasn’t that he loved me.

Yes.

I felt like something was wrong with the story.

I should have realized then.

How dangerous the person who caters to me is.

I still remember how my attitude changed when my house fell apart.

I was naive at the time and didn’t know.

She intentionally created a conflict and we broke up because of that conflict.

That’s my fault too.

[My brother is truly helpless.]

That was the first time I saw her true nature.

I had to cut everything from then on.

Still, thanks to that, I was able to focus on studying.

It was a desperate situation at the time, but now that I think about it, I am truly grateful.

Korea University, the best university in Korea.

Korea University Hospital, the best university hospital in Korea, is run by it.

Even if you graduate from Hankuk University Medical School, not everyone goes to Hankuk University Hospital.

It is a place that only students with the highest scores can go to.

With everything forcibly organized, I was able to focus solely on my studies and eventually began working as an intern at Korea University Hospital.

Usually, interns/residents work so intensely that it is no exaggeration to say that they live at a hospital.

I really lived in a hospital.

I was able to save money and food, and I was able to impress the director of thoracic surgery.

That’s how I was eventually able to become a thoracic surgeon.

Meanwhile, Ayoung came back to me.

It’s been exactly one month since I became a doctor.

[I’m sorry… brother… please forgive me just this once.]

I accepted her.

She was a mean bitch who stepped on my pride to the very end.

But on the other hand, she was also a woman who would boost my self-esteem to the end.

Ayoung’s beauty was a source of great pride to her fellow doctors.

She knew it too.

That I can boost my self-esteem through my appearance.

She was a bad woman who abandoned me, so I accepted her as my wife.

There were two things that were a little strange at that time.

As soon as the relationship improved, he became crazy and demanded sex.

And he suggested that we start by registering the marriage.

Later, when I dug into my ex-wife’s past, the results were very shocking.

After breaking up with me, I met as many as 5 men.

But I filled it all.

I didn’t like it.

That would be the case too.

Before my family went bankrupt, I lived well and bought her many things she wanted.

Mainly luxury goods.

Few men can handle that.

Meanwhile, she was so horny that she went to clubs in Gangnam every day without her boyfriend knowing.

Meanwhile, you heard my news.

The news that you have become a specialist at Korea University Hospital.

The child born at that time was probably Minah.

We tried to find Minah’s real father by mobilizing the errand center, but failed.

It is said that his ex-wife had sex with up to three people a day in extreme cases.

But these were all one-time encounters.

It was impossible to find Minah’s real biological father unless they all had their DNA examined.

Since Minah was my child to raise anyway, I gave up on finding out who the father was.

She was a wicked woman.

He is the number one contributor to ruining my life.

But you gave me Mina.

She was the daughter of a wicked woman.

But she was completely different from that evil woman.

It is said that a child’s personality resembles his or her parents.

According to that theory, Mina would have sent it to her wife a long time ago.

But Minah didn’t do that.

He was noble and full of responsibility.

Although he was intelligent, he was not arrogant and always had a sense of responsibility.

More than anything, I loved my dad.

If it weren’t for Mina’s support when I lost everything and fell into despair, I would have fallen into the swamp and died.

[Dad, I love you.]

[Cheer up, Dad.]

You have no idea how much strength my daughter’s words give me.

Anyway, I’m a bit speechless.

I wanted to say that Minah is that great.

Minah also had good relationships with friends.

It seemed like he wasn’t taking advantage of others.

Queen bee play.

What I hate the most.

Fortunately, Minah didn’t do it even though she could.

When I was in the 5th grade of elementary school, I went to Minah’s elementary school.

The cafeteria was under construction, so I had to send in a packed lunch, but I couldn’t.

I hurriedly made a packed lunch and went to the teacher’s office.

The homeroom teacher’s evaluation was very good.

“It may be a bit discriminatory to say this, but in fact, a lot of children with that kind of appearance think they are pretty and try to stand above them.

But Mina isn’t like that.

So kind.”

The best review I’ve ever wanted to hear about my child.

It was the best compliment.

It was fortunate.

“Oh, it’s Dad!”

Crying.

It came running and bouncing like a cute puppy.

Come on.

hug me

The teachers around us looked at us as if they were envious.

dad! Why did you come?!”

“Why…I came to give you a packed lunch.”

“Minah doesn’t have to eat a packed lunch, hehe! Thanks dad!!”

Minah, smiling while showing her teeth, was an angel.

“Can I take the child to class myself?”

“Yes, it’s okay. Please do me a favor.”

Minah violently shook the arm that was holding my hand.

It’s exciting.

“Mina, why are you so excited?”

“I wanted to see my dad, but he just showed up! Just like Santa, you gave me a gift!”

“Wow, I see this guy every day. Do you miss me so much again?”

“I always want to see my dad!”

Mina’s innocent smile could never be more adorable.

“Huh? Are you Mina’s dad?”

“Yes, hello! It’s my dad! Isn’t it cool?”

“Hello!”

“Hello!!”

I hear greetings from around me.

Whether male or female, they were all Mina’s friends.

I could immediately see what kind of image Mina had to her classmates.

“Hee hee, they are my friends!”

Why?

I was about to cry.

It was difficult raising Mina alone.

The thought that my daughter is not my flesh and blood.

I think I should send Minah to my ex-wife even now.

Those horrible thoughts drove me crazy.

But seeing this, all those thoughts disappeared.

He was raised so kindly and properly.

My daughter.

My proud daughter.

“Minah, these are your friends. Do you want to come over? This guy will cook you something delicious.”

So, I started regularly inviting Minah’s friends to my house.

Mina was so happy.

“Did you see it? This is my dad’s skill!”

“Wow…my mom really tastes bad.”

“I’m jealous.”

“So say thank you to my dad!”

“Thank you!”

“I will eat well!”

It was one of my pleasures to be greeted by Mina’s friends.

Minah was also happy.

I was busy bragging about my dad to my friends.

I believe in physiognomy.

This is because a person’s true nature is revealed on the face.

No matter how grumpy children are, they have a grumpy face.

Good children have their own unique expressions.

All of the children Minah brought in had good morals.

It was fortunate.

So, I often hosted home parties for Mina’s friends until my second year of middle school.

It was fortunate.

After my divorce, I found it rewarding to hone my skills by reading cookbooks in my spare time.

Seeing Mina and her friends happy made me happy too.

The problem occurred on my daughter’s birthday, right before she graduated from middle school and entered high school.

Among the invited children, there was a very pretty female student.

“It’s Mina’s father. Hello.”

The way he looked at me was a little strange.

Feeling a bit skimmed?

“You’re younger than I thought, your dad. Your arms are thick too. Hehehe.”

“Ah…Ugh.”

He was an impressive friend whose eyes turned into half moons when he smiled.

The friend tapped my daughter and laughed.

Minah was displeased with her friend’s actions, but it seemed like there was something I couldn’t say.

They are still children.

I thought it was no big deal.

“Wow!”

Sigh.

The child who had come to help me carry food from the kitchen to the children lost his footing and fell towards me.

What she grabbed was my arm.

“Sorry…I’m sorry. I made a mistake……”

The japchae the child was holding ended up scattering on my clothes, so she hurriedly grabbed it with her hands.

“…I’ll clean it up.”

She was good at not knowing where she was.

“Ah…Dad!! Did you get hit?!”

Minah, who saw this, rushed over, pushed her friend away, and started putting away the food.

The kitchen was my space, but it was also Minah’s space.

I quickly found a dishcloth and started wiping my clothes off.

“Hey! Be careful!”

“Mi…sorry……”

Minah’s sharp eyes begin to cut into her friend’s child.

My friend, who was extremely embarrassed as if it was his first time seeing Minah like that, awkwardly greeted me and then left in a hurry.

“Dad, are you really okay?”

“Yes, it’s okay. Aren’t you being too sensitive to your friends?”

“Ah…yes. I will apologize to my friend.”

“Okay. Go quickly, apologize and have fun. I need to change my clothes.”

“I’m glad my dad didn’t get hurt.”

“Dad is an adult. That much doesn’t hurt.”

“Heehee. I understand.”

Was it because of my mood?

Since then, Minah has not brought that friend.

no.

Since then, no friends have come to my house.

****

The back wall of the school.

It is a place where few people come because it is adjacent to an abandoned building.

Some friends caught Minah and the female student who spilled japchae on Minah’s father going in there, glaring at each other.

And not long after, the girl transferred to another school.

There was a rumor that Minah was the reason for her transfer, but it quickly disappeared.