ABMC 59

CHAPTER 59……………………………..

“This is…”

Jinho, who had been considering Juhee as the most likely suspect among the secretarial staff, furrowed his brows sharply.

Juhee was still a suspect in the previous information leak case, but after hearing Seoyoung, it seemed far more likely that the Jeju incident was Oh Yera’s doing.

Even more concerning was the nature of what Yera had done this time.

“You’re saying Oh Yera pushed her down the stairs? It’s fortunate that it only resulted in minor injuries; otherwise, this qualifies as assault. Are you going to let this slide?”

If the Jeju incident was also her doing, it was an issue that could not be ignored.

“That’s impossible. But without witnesses, she can just deny it. That’s why we won’t act on it immediately. We’ll wait for the right moment.”

Even Seoyoung wasn’t planning to let Yera go unchallenged.

She could have died if luck hadn’t been on her side. Thinking about that still made her break out in a cold sweat.

Seoyoung clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip, recalling Yera’s mocking face.

At the same time, at an upscale Japanese restaurant…

Minhyung was having lunch with his high school friend, Kicheol, whom he hadn’t seen in a while.

Kicheol, also the obstetrician frequently visited by Minhyung’s younger sister Minhee, brought up unexpected news.

“Did you know Oh Yera comes to my hospital?”

“Really?”

Minhyung paused, chopsticks in hand, and looked up.

“She came yesterday, and she’s pregnant. She doesn’t know I’m friends with you, but since you’ve been following her around, I’m telling you. Now that she’s carrying another man’s child, you should stop chasing her.”

“Are you sure she’s pregnant? Really?”

Kicheol shook his head, and Minhyung put down his chopsticks, smiling in disbelief.

“What? She’s pregnant and you’re so happy about it?”

“No, just… anyway, she’s pregnant, right? Do you know how many weeks?”

“Of course. I checked. She’s five weeks along.”

“Thanks, Park Kicheol. I’ll buy you a big drink next time. Something urgent came up, so I have to go now. See you later.”

“What? What’s going on all of a sudden…?”

Even as Kicheol looked on in shock, Minhyung sprang from his seat and left the restaurant.

Alone, Kicheol clicked his tongue in disbelief.

As soon as he left the restaurant, Minhyung pulled out his phone and called Yera.

It didn’t take long for Yera to pick up.

“Yera, where are you? Meet me immediately. I have something to tell you.”

Assuming it might concern Seoyoung, Yera surprisingly gave the location without asking any questions.

“Okay. It’s close; I’ll be there soon. Wait about 20 minutes.”

After hanging up, Minhyung drove off with a bright expression.

Arriving at Yera’s penthouse, Minhyung took a deep breath at the entrance and rang the doorbell.

With the chime, he heard the door opening, then immediately entered, almost running.

Barely removing his shoes, he dashed to the living room and embraced Yera, who was sitting on the sofa, holding her tightly.

“I love you, Yera.”

“What are you doing all of a sudden, oppa?”

Yera pushed him away, disgusted by the sudden hug.

Minhyung, oblivious to her discomfort, held her even tighter.

Only when Yera pushed harder did he step back, slightly embarrassed.

Seeing his eyes on her lower belly, Yera quickly covered her stomach and frowned.

“Why are you here in such a hurry, oppa? Is this about Hyun Seoyoung…?”

Her heart racing at the thought, Yera closely watched Minhyung’s expression.

Seeing Seoyoung unconscious and bleeding on her head, Yera’s heart pounded violently.

Although Minhyung looked cheerful, Yera could not feel relieved.

From his perspective, nothing could be better than Seoyoung being in trouble.

What if something really had gone wrong? She only meant to tease him slightly…

Her fingers trembled.

“Why? Because I have good news.”

Seeing Minhyung practically bouncing with joy, Yera swallowed nervously.

“What is it? Don’t make me hold my breath—just tell me!”

“What do you mean? You know it well already—why are you playing dumb, Oh Yera?”

Yera felt as if she might actually choke on her breath.

Did something really happen to Hyun Seoyoung?

The thought that she might have caused serious trouble made Yera’s vision go dark.

“You’re pregnant, right?”

Her racing heart soon calmed at his words.

Rather than being curious how Minhyung found out, she was just relieved that nothing had happened to Seoyoung.

“Why didn’t you tell me first?”

Hearing his insistent question, Yera’s eyes shot open.

After visiting the obstetrician, the only person who knew about her pregnancy was Seoyoung, whom she had met today.

Thinking that Minhyung now knew as well, her frown deepened.

If Hyukjin found out she was lying, it would be obvious immediately, which annoyed her even more.

“Who told you?”

“Who else? I heard from Minhee that she saw you at the obstetrician, so I found out.”

“You thought I was pregnant just because I went to the obstetrician?”

Yera gave him a stunned look. Minhyung quickly shook his head.

“Of course not. I have a friend at that clinic, so I asked just to be sure.”

He cleverly avoided mentioning that Kicheol had told him first.

Sliding close, Minhyung caressed her rounded belly and kissed her cheek and lips as if he might burst from happiness.

“Let’s get married, Yera.”

Yera pushed him away, sitting aside in disgust.

“Don’t misunderstand. It’s not my child, oppa.”

“If it’s not mine, then whose is it?”

Minhyung’s joyful face stiffened.

“Does it matter whose child it is? Anyway, it’s not your child, so don’t get ahead of yourself.”

Yera stood and excused herself to the bathroom, avoiding him.

Flustered by her unexpected reaction, Minhyung’s face turned red and pale.

He noticed her handbag by the sofa and, peeking inside as she left, quickly found the ultrasound photo.

Without a hint of guilt, he grabbed it and put it in his coat pocket.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

“Still not gone? I’m tired, so I’m leaving now, oppa.”

Yera, with an irritated expression, shooed him away.

Having finished the important task, Minhyung withdrew without a word.

Down in the parking lot, he finally took out the ultrasound photo and smirked.

“Yera, did you really think you could fool me?”

Pocketing the photo, he started the car and headed straight for Hwayoung Group.

Seoyoung remained in the study until dusk.

Having tumbled down the stairs, she should have rested, but she dove straight into work the moment she got home, making Housekeeper Kim more anxious.

She repeatedly brought refreshments to Seoyoung, constantly worrying about her.

“If you keep working like this, you’ll collapse, young madam. It’s almost dinner—why not lie down for a while?”

Kim held a fresh teacup and looked at Seoyoung with concern.

She even glared at Hyukjin, sitting on the sofa with his laptop, questioning what he was doing.

Only then did Hyukjin shrug and close the laptop.

“This person never listens to me. She’s so stubborn, it’s impossible to handle.”

At Hyukjin’s teasing, Kim wrinkled her nose, surprised that he couldn’t control his wife.

Seoyoung finally closed her laptop as well.

Between Kim worrying about her constantly and Hyukjin watching over her from the sofa, she couldn’t help but feel concerned.

Though her eyes were on the laptop, most of her thoughts wandered to Yera’s actions.

Since Yera had joined Hanho Construction over a month ago, Seoyoung couldn’t completely dismiss her claim of carrying Hyukjin’s child.

When Kim left the study to prepare dinner, Seoyoung rose and sat across from Hyukjin.

“Today, Oh Yera came because of something related to you.”

Hyukjin, holding his teacup, froze mid-motion.