<h4>Chapter 142: SUSPICIOUS MEMORY LOSS</h4>


    "WHERE will you be living after our son gets discharged tomorrow?"


    Garam walked Song Sihyuk out of the hospital not because he wanted to, but because he didn’t want to make Shin Geon and Shin Junho ufortable.


    <i>Thankfully, Hyung hasn’t asked yet why his former subordinates work for me now.</i>


    "We’re staying at Geon Hyung and Junho Hyung’s apartment right now," Garam said while putting on a face mask. There were a few hospital staff members who recognized him yesterday, so he was being extra careful now. "But I’m nning to find a new ce for me and my baby now that we’re back here in Seoul."


    "Just choose a penthouse in any of the apartment buildings that I own."


    Haaah.


    "Hyung, I can provide for our son."


    "I know that," Song Sihyuk said bluntly. "But you’ve been doing that for thest four years. It’s my turn to do that now."


    <i>This is what I have to deal with from now on.</i>


    To be honest, the discussion would end if Garam just agreed to pick a penthouse.


    But living in a ce owned by Song Sihyuk already felt suffocating.


    <i>It will just be easier for Sihyuk Hyung to put us under surveince if I let that happen.</i>


    "I want to raise Gunwoo at my parents’ house," Garam said. "I already hired a cleaning servicepany to clean the house in advance. We can move there soon."


    He was talking about the house that his evil stepmother tried to sell before.


    <i>The house that Sihyuk Hyung bought back for me.</i>


    "Is that house in a safe neighborhood?"


    "Yes, it is."


    "Fine," Song Sihyuk said. "But I get to choose what kindergarten school my son will go to."


    Aigooya.


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    <i>I knew this would happen.</i>


    "Alright. You can choose what school our son goes to," Garam said carefully. "But I’ll still oversee his education. I won’t allow you to pressure him to be a top student or something, especially since Gunwoo is still too young to worry about grades."


    "We’ll see about that."


    "I’m serious, Hyung. I’ll get mad if you send tutors."


    "Then make sure Gunwoo will study well."


    "He’s just an iing kindergarten student."


    "And that’s the starting point, so he has to do well."


    "It’s more important that our son grows happy and healthy."


    "He can be happy and healthy and still have good grades."


    Aigooya.


    "Go home for now, Hyung."


    "Are you upset?"


    "No."


    "Liar."


    "Hyung, stop pissing me off," Garam said, sighing. He stopped walking when they reached the main entrance of the hospital. "Goodbye. See you tomorrow."


    "Alright."


    Garam bowed before leaving.


    But as soon as he turned around and started walking back, Song Sihyuk suddenly appeared next to him.


    Aigooya.


    "Hyung, what are you doing?"


    "You saw me off," Song Sihyuk said casually. "So, it’s my turn to walk you back to our son’s room."


    Garam clicked his tongue loudly this time. "We look stupid, Hyung."


    And Song Sihyuk justughed.


    <i>This is getting dangerous...</i>


    <strong>***</strong>


    "YOU HAVE a four-year-old son?"


    Song Sihyuk couldn’t tell if Seong Kyungmin was shocked or not because his friend always had a poker-face.


    <i>It’s hard to read this person, even though we’ve been friends since forever.</i>


    "Should I congratte you?" Seong Kyungmin asked bluntly. "Do you want the child?"


    <i>Ah, he thinks I’m talking about an illegitimate son.</i>


    "Yes, you should congratte me," Song Sihyuk said smugly. "The son I’m talking about is the son I have with my ex-husband. He was pregnant before we got a divorce, so the child is my legitimate child."


    "I see," Seong Kyungmin said. "Congrattions, then. You finally have an heir."


    "Thank you. My son seems to be special like me, too."


    "How?"


    "He can smell pheromones."


    Seong Kyungmin’s eyes widened as if he were truly shocked.


    Ah, finally.


    <i>My stoic friend finally showed emotions.</i>


    "How is that possible?" Seong Kyungmin asked, half-curious and half-shocked. "The child is only four. No one has manifested that young."


    Song Sihyuk smirked. "I told you— my son is special."


    "Bring him here as soon as possible."


    Aigooya.


    "That’s the n anyway," Song Sihyuk said. "I’lle here with my son and husband this weekend."


    "You mean your <i>ex</i>-husband."


    "Calling Lim Garam my ex-husband doesn’t roll of my tongue."


    Seong Kyungmin scoffed. "It doesn’t change the fact that he’s your ex-husband."


    "Did Lim Garam and I really have a casual rtionship? Did I really marry him just because of the prophecy?"


    "Why are you asking me?"


    "Because I lost my memories."


    "Yes, but what makes you think I know a lot about your personal life? We’re friends, but you really don’t share much about your affairs. So, how would I know?"


    "I just find everything strange," Song Sihyuk said, leaning against his seat. "I’m the only one who suffered from memory loss, but it seems like everyone in my family has forgotten about Lim Garam and the fact that he was pregnant when we separated." He paused for a moment while tilting his head to one side. "Everyone except my Omega father, that is."


    "I’m sorry, but that’s outside my expertise," Seong Kyungmin said. "I can’t help you with your memory problem, Sihyuk-ah. Go and see either your neurologist or your psychiatrist. They can help you better."


    "Yeah, I’m nning to go and see themter."


    "Go now and leave me alone— I have an important clienting in five minutes."


    "More important than me?"


    "Yes."


    "Who the fuck is more important than me?"


    "Kim Heedo."


    "Ah, the heir of Ilsung Group..."


    Song Sihyuk trailed off when he suddenly got the sense of déjà vu.


    <i>I feel like this exact scenario has already happened before.</i>


    "Kyungmin Hyung, I’ming in."


    Oho?


    Song Sihyuk raised an eyebrow when a tall, handsome, and muscr young man entered Seong Kyungmin’s office. "Is that you, Kim Heedo? Wow. You’re a full adult now, huh?"


    "I’ve been a full adult for quite some time now, Sihyuk Hyung-nim," Kim Heedo answered politely while bowing to Song Sihyuk and Seong Kyungmin. "I got tired of waiting, so I came here after hearing that your client is just Sihyuk Hyung-nim, Kyungmin Hyung."


    "Yah," Song Sihyukined. "It’s ’just’ me? How rude."


    "Ignore him," Seong Kyungmin said to Kim Heedo, and then he red at Song Sihyuk. "Go now, Sihyuk-ah. It’s the young master’s turn for consultation."


    "Fine," Song Sihyuk said, and then he got up. "Woah."


    He was surprised when he realized that Kim Heedo was as tall as him now.


    <i>Shit, this kid used to be a shortie.</i>


    "Ah, Sihyuk Hyung-nim. My grandfather is asking about your family’s shaman."


    "What?"


    "Your family shaman— the kid shaman that reced your previous shaman," Kim Heedo said. "My grandfather wants to know if she’s doing well since she suddenly disappeared five years ago. Grandfather wants to gather the three greatest shamans... or whatever they’re called."


    Ah.


    All of a sudden, Song Sihyuk felt like someone had poured a cold bucket over his head— like the realization had hit him out of nowhere.


    Mija.


    <i>How did I forget about that kid shaman?</i>


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