In the initial days of profound shock and pain, the entire family of Park Dong Hoon found themselves compelled to entirely restructure their lives, with their prime focus shifted to vigilantly standing by his side. Yoon Hee, who maintained the greatest emotional distance, though suffering immensely within, gathered details from all those desiring to keep vigil at the hospital. She meticulously listed who was available and when, generated a monthly schedule of visiting hours, and rationally allocated time slots to each individual for spending moments with her husband.

No objections were raised. Everyone gratefully accepted her duty roster proposals, declaring their willingness to make additional visits should any need arise. One had to witness the remarkable solidarity and empathy that guided both the family and friends of Dong Hoon. Truly magnificent!

Yoon Hee also ensured that the room was always stocked with essentials—food, beverages, blankets for warmth—literally everything necessary was thought of. She kept a close eye on the finances tied to Dong Hoon’s treatment and his stay in the VIP room.

One might ponder, was it the lingering burden of guilt or love for her husband that motivated her actions? I wager it was both. After her betrayal, humiliation, and despair, thanks to her husband, truly a man of conscience who placed the welfare of his loved ones above all, including the well-being of their son, despite the absence of any marital passion, tolerated all other aspects of married life. They no longer discussed it, but she sensed it would remain so until Ji Seok was mature enough for them to divorce without harming his psyche.

Of course, there was also Dong Hoon’s mother, who until now remained unaware of her betrayal. Everyone knew her greatest dream was for her sons to have happy families of their own. No one wished to shatter that for her, so for those two family members, efforts were made to function in a way that minimized the impact of this traumatic experience on everyone.

Contrary to appearances, maintaining such a facade was not as straightforward as it seemed. For a long time, Park Dong Hoon had been living alone in a small apartment close to his company. Yoon Hee took care of Ji Seok in the United States, having made that decision when a law firm was seeking a representative in the city where their son studied. Seeing it as a favorable opportunity, she left Korea for an indefinite period, returning with their son a few times a year.

Dong Hoon’s mother did not approve of this arrangement, but everyone, citing their grandson’s best interest, convinced her it was the optimal choice. Meanwhile, she closely watched her middle son, fully aware of his suffering, though clueless about the true cause of his solitary pain.

There was yet another person who had a much clearer insight into Dong Hoon’s complex emotional situation—his younger brother, who, from the moment his hyung confessed there was a girl who truly understood him, sensed a profound affection. This observation only became more evident over time, witnessing how this concealed love continued to grow.

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