episode_0111

Just like that, I processed early leave from work and returned home.

It was just that one profile picture.

That one thing weighed on my mind like a burden, making it impossible to focus on the remaining work at the office, so I handed it over to a subordinate and stopped by the main house.

“Mom, are you here?”

Normally, it would be the time when Mom, as always, would be at home.

And I, too, would normally have called before coming home, but today, I burst in unannounced.

Somehow, my intuition wanted to.

My instincts were highly piqued, so I burst in abruptly.

‘……She’s not here.’

However, there was actually no one at home.

Just in case, I slowly opened the master bedroom door—the one where I experienced that trauma—and peeked my head in, but whether fortunately or unfortunately, only pristine silence gently settled on the bed.

However,

“…Her phone?”

But there was something to be gained.

For some reason, Mom’s cellphone was left all alone on the dressing table.

I immediately picked it up and pressed the power button on the side, and saw:

[ 2 Missed Calls]

“…….”

My heart pounded the moment I saw it.

Dopamine surged through my head as if a blocked valve had been opened.

At a glance, it was evident that they had searched for the forgotten phone’s whereabouts through people around them.

A clear trace that showed who was currently with her.

*Slide…*

Using my trembling thumb, I bypassed the fingerprint recognition and unlocked the phone with the pattern.

And as if possessed, I opened Kakaotalk to check the messenger.

I know this is an excessive invasion of family privacy.

But seeing his missed call list and having come this far, my curiosity got the better of me.

It wasn’t that ethical issues were important; I wanted to resolve this stifling curiosity, so I headed straight for the messenger.

And then,

“…….”

As expected, Mom had set different visible profiles.

First, an everyday profile visible to general acquaintances.

And then, a more affectionate profile with her own picture, visible to friends or close acquaintances.

Dad was in the former category, and I was in the latter.

Seeing this, I could tell just how much Mom’s affection for Dad had waned.

I still couldn’t tell whether she had gradually heard information related to Dad’s disgraceful conduct or if her heart had simply grown distant naturally.

Anyway, besides those two profiles, there was one last multi-profile.

This final profile was created to be visible to only one specific person.

The profile permitted only to that Cha Doyeon.

The photo.

On the profile, there was a photo of the two of them.

The accompanying message was simply [♥].

Next to him, as expected, was Cha Doyeon, and next to *him*… for a moment, I almost didn’t recognize her.

‘Now she even wears clothes like this to meet him?!’

Despite the heavy makeup and mask, it was clearly Mom wearing a crop top.

One shot: with a shy smile, revealing her navel, making a V-sign with Cha Doyeon, and dressed in youthful attire.

No matter how I looked at it, it wasn’t a typical selfie taken with a phone, but rather a composition from a sticker photo booth taken on the street.

……*Gulp.*

Moreover, the pictures displayed on the profile weren’t just one.

The more I scrolled, the more Mom had uploaded photos of her boldly enjoying physical affection with him.

One shot: of him playfully burying his face in her chest and clinging to her, while she gave an eye-smile with a slightly embarrassed expression.

One shot: in an outdoor location, with him removing her top and pushing close, while she expressed a profound feeling with narrowed eyes, as if slightly feeling something.

And the next was… a shot of her showing her braless chest, tightly embracing him as if putting her large breasts to his mouth.

‘Lewd….’

It was explicit enough to understand why she had set it to be visible to only one person.

Had Mom been so completely tainted by him that she had gone this far? The two of them were unbelievably promiscuous.

No matter how systemically she had blocked it from being seen, there was still a risk of being caught if she made a mistake.

Mom had set it up as if enjoying the thrill, or perhaps as if she was desperate to reveal it. She was behaving like young people desperate to show off to those around them.

Mom is a beauty.

It’s not that I’m expressing it favorably because she’s my mother; even objectively, her skin was still good and she was pretty.

That beautiful Mom, smiling happily next to a young man, looked even prettier.

“…….”

As a daughter, seeing Mom flaunt affection with that Cha Doyeon… somehow my feelings are complicated.

Dark emotions swirled in my chest.

Previously, I had decided to turn a blind eye for Mom’s happiness, but somehow, with her excessively sticking with him, it’s slowly becoming uncomfortable now.

Is it because I feel like I’m losing Mom to that guy?

Or because she doesn’t know about my hardships secretly cleaning up her mess behind the scenes?

If it’s not both of these─

*Thump!*

“!?”

As I unsettlingly looked down at the phone, there was the sound of the front door closing from outside.

*Plop.*

I dropped the phone I was holding.

My shoulders tensed up, and I was so startled I nearly fell onto the carpet.

『*Phew*… It’s our vacation together, isn’t it fine to be without a phone for just one day?』

『B-But still! Someone might suddenly try to contact me…』

『It’ll take a while to go back now, though.』

『Truly, it’s just that my mind isn’t at ease. I told you I’m sorry, Cha Seobang….』

『*Phew*… It can’t be helped, then.』

It was the voices of the two of them.

That shameless guy’s voice and Mom’s voice.

‘Is this your master bedroom now?! Coming and going whenever you’re bored?’

My anger surged.

My anger surged at that guy freely coming and going into our house like a stray dog marking its territory everywhere, but now was not the time for that.

I know about Mom’s secret rendezvous.

And Cha Doyeon knows that I know this fact, but Mom doesn’t.

Therefore, if Mom finds out, cleaning up the mess would be impossible.

Mom would be flustered and make up absurd lies, but as her daughter, I don’t want to see such a sight.

Therefore,

『Where did it go, my cellphone…?』

‘*Haa, haa, haa…!*’

My mouth was tightly covered as I squeezed myself into the darkness.

I held it tightly, pressing down hard to prevent even the slightest sound from escaping.

I hurriedly took refuge inside the closet.

Just like those two had done sometime, I covered my mouth to suppress the tense groans in the darkness, where only a thin ray of light entered, and consciously exhaled through my nose.

It was hard, but somehow I endured it.

From the nuance I heard, it seemed they had come to look for the phone they left behind, so I wished they would quickly find it and leave.

『Ah! …It fell on the carpet, that’s why I couldn’t find it.』

Mom, looking around, found the cellphone that had fallen onto the carpet.

She immediately opened the phone to check it, then typed busily as if there was something she urgently needed to do.

‘…She must be deleting the call log, of course.’

It’s the act of erasing traces, something commonly done by men and women engaged in an affair.

Seeing that, it seems Mom has now gotten used to this lifestyle.

To her current duplicitous life, hidden from her family.

As a family member, expressing my feelings was unsettling.

『Did you find it?』

『Mm-hmm, I guess I couldn’t find it because it fell on the floor.』

『See? Nothing would’ve happened if you’d just left it.』

‘…Why is that guy using casual language?’

Upon inspection, even that Cha Doyeon’s attitude was different from before.

Just how much had they broken down barriers and grown close? He was even speaking informally with my mom.

That delinquent punk, with formal and informal language exchanged, treating her as if she were truly his lover.

*Grind…*

At that, I choked up again, and a strange jealousy surged within me.

Grinding my teeth, I peered through the thin thread of light, when:

『*Uung, Eung… Aah♥ Eung♥*』

‘……!?’

Something began out of nowhere.

That Cha Doyeon guy touched Mom’s *that place* from behind her, then blew air on her nape, and it began.

He rubbed his *that thing* against Mom’s butt and touched her all over.

He slowly began, aiming to arouse the woman.

『Wait… Here, suddenly…?』

『Well, it’s just… seeing the bed where I had sex with Iseol, that memory came to mind.』

‘I don’t want to know!’

『Still, we agreed to do it outside today─ *Uung, Ang♥*』

*Jyuub-jyuub♥*

『Stop. Anyway, it’s already late for the hot spring hotel we reserved, so let’s just play here.』

‘You’ve got to be kidding me! Go play outside, quickly!!!’

In my stifled frustration, I appealed desperately inwardly, but there was no way this outcry would reach them.

I wanted to kick that constantly aroused son of a bitch stray dog’s butt hard, but the situation was gradually plunging into despair.

『Really……』

But the greater despair was on Mom’s face.

Mom gently turned her body towards Cha Doyeon, holding his hand as if trying to restrain him.

I, who was secretly peering at Mom’s flushed side profile, was speechless.

『My Seobang-nim, I told you there’s no sense of time or place with you…♥』

‘…….’

This is too much… Mom, referring to a man considerably younger than her as Seobang.

Her eyes narrowing into slits.

The corners of her mouth curving up lewdly.

Her tongue slipping out as if anticipating something.

Unlike the pictures I had secretly peeked at, her mask was off, so everything was visible.

Mom’s face as a woman, seen directly with my own eyes, was a hundred, a thousand times more lewd than in the pictures.

『*Ungh*… Do more… Eat me roughly like you usually do, sticking your tongue in…♥』

Mom rubbed *that place* against the man who constantly harbored lust for her, as if grateful.

As if wanting to accept all of the young man’s overflowing lust, she swayed her hips flirtatiously to her former son-in-law.

A woman’s face that should never be shown, never revealed to family.

*Thump.*

And so, with the two of them finally sitting on the bed, it became a forced viewing.

Live porn unfolding before my eyes, something I was seeing for the first time in my life.

The location: my own home.

The actors: Mom and my former husband.