Chapter 54
After finishing dinner, Seonghee was chatting and having tea with Unbong when a rare and precious grandson knocked on the sitting room door.
Wonderful, just wonderful.
The handsome young boy she once knew had grown into a strong, imposing man, leaving behind any trace of his youthful beauty. A smile naturally tugged at the corners of her mouth.
“Long time no see. I’m Beom Sajun.”
And that deep, resonant voice that made the heart thump!
“How can you be so tall and well-built? You’ve grown so well. That’s wonderful.”
At that moment, she felt like she could drink something as caustic as lye and still be fine—it was that good.
“Thank you. Your cup is empty. Let me pour you some tea.”
Sajun, in his perfectly neat suit, poured tea into the empty cup with absolute precision.
Even in small movements, elegance and dignity flowed from him, causing Seonghee’s cheeks to twitch with delight.
She had expected him to inherit some good looks from his grandfather, Beom Unbong, but he far surpassed those expectations.
Where did such a remarkable person come from?
There was nothing left to see.
Seonghee subtly signaled Unbong, who was observing his grandson.
He, in turn, gave Sajun permission to leave.
“Sajun, you may go now. You must be hungry. Ask your mother to prepare a meal for you.”
“Yes, then you two continue your conversation. I’ll take my leave.”
His cold yet strong features softened with a single smile.
A person so stern could easily tire those around him, but seeing him smile like that was satisfying.
The tall man bowed politely before withdrawing from the room.
Seonghee adjusted her expression, holding back a smile as his orderly footsteps faded from earshot.
Even past eighty, Grandpa Beom looked so vigorous he seemed capable of chewing iron. He had been a childhood friend from the same village.
“Mrs. Song, what do you think? He’s grown very well, hasn’t he?”
Unbong’s subtle gaze was filled with pride for his grandson.
“No doubt about it.”
“I heard your granddaughter works at our hospital.”
“I only found out recently. Perhaps this is fate bringing everything together.”
“I—I’ll have to go see her secretly sometime.”
“You don’t need to. She’s perfect for your grandson.”
If they stood side by side, they’d look like a picture.
“Sajun’s mother says she has a good feeling about it. Seems we don’t need to interfere.”
“That’s wonderful news. Ms. Yang says that?”
“Yes. When you work together daily, bonds naturally form.”
“Then let’s leave it be. No need to stir trouble.”
“Since you’re here, enjoy a good meal and rest.”
“I plan to. The manager who came with me will handle everything, so there’s no need to worry about Ms. Yang.”
“Sajun’s mother is determined to showcase her cooking skills.”
“We’re all aging together. Let her cook. It’s fine even if it’s not perfect.”
“Ha ha ha, I’ll tell her that. And tomorrow, let’s go to the hospital together. We need to see your granddaughter at work, right?”
“Of course.”
Seonghee smiled knowingly at Unbong.
“But know this. Our Yeonwoo takes after me. She’s strong-willed and sharp.”
“No doubt about that.”
Not wanting to seem biased as an elder, Seonghee decided to watch quietly for now. If a bond forms between them, all the better, but that was up to fate.
Thump, thump.
Sajun left the sitting room, running his fingers through his neatly combed hair, loosening his tie, and unbuttoning his shirt.
Upon entering the main house, his mother, Ms. Yang, opened her mouth as if to scold him but stopped herself.
“It’s hot,” Sajun said, explaining himself. Ms. Yang smiled and headed toward the dining room.
“Come, have a meal.”
“I’m quite hungry. But why did you prepare so much?”
“Chairman Song came over, so I wanted to show off my cooking.”
“You made all of this yourself?”
“Yes. Cooking requires care. Since Grandpa’s friend came over, I wanted to treat them well.”
Hearing that it was Yeonwoo’s grandmother, Sajun tried to make a good impression, though how well he scored with her was uncertain.
It seemed she had come without notifying anyone.
“It’s almost ready. Wait a little longer.”
Sajun paused, thinking about Yeonwoo who was likely working alone at the hospital.
Should he eat alone here, or pack some food to share with her? He considered this as he looked at Ms. Yang.
“Is something wrong?”
“Mother, could you pack some food for her?”
“The side dishes are already packed. Take them when you go home.”
“No, I mean… Yeonwoo probably hasn’t had dinner yet.”
“Oh, I see. Then wait. I’ll pack some. Is Dr. Ryu on duty tonight?”
“Yes.”
Ms. Yang, smiling, began packing the lunch boxes.
“I’ll pack extra so the on-duty doctors can eat too.”
“Thank you.”
“No need to thank me.”
Sajun rarely asked for favors, so Ms. Yang hummed happily as she packed the food.
Sajun smiled faintly as he watched her.
She was truly a wonderful person.
It was thanks to Ms. Yang that he had survived a rough adolescence.
When Sajun was ten, his mother passed away, and three years later, his father remarried Ms. Yang, prompted by his grandfather.
Ms. Yang had cared for his wandering father and lovingly raised Sajun.
After the remarriage, his father gradually found stability, and young Sajun could overcome his longing for his late mother.
Ms. Yang sacrificed having her own children to be a good mother to Sajun, though she still had her shortcomings.
“Here’s the lunch box.”
“Thank you.”
“I hope Dr. Ryu likes it.”
“He probably will. She’s not picky.”
“Alright, go ahead then.”
“Also, don’t overdo it. Take care of yourself.”
“I will.”
Sajun greeted Ms. Yang with a warm smile and left the dining room.
Although Ikwon would be waiting with a watchful eye, Sajun’s thoughts were already with Yeonwoo.
“Doctor, why did you bring all this?”
“I didn’t know Mr. Beom was so kind.”
“He has everything. Nothing seems lacking.”
“The woman marrying Mr. Beom must have been General Yi Sun-sin in a past life.”
“Or maybe An Jung-geun with a lunchbox bomb?”
The hospital staff joked over the packed lunch. Experienced as they were, they could easily tease people.
The head nurse’s gaze fell on Yeonwoo’s flushed face and moved away, suggesting they all knew something but were letting it slide.
Humans with such keen awareness.
Yeonwoo, oblivious, sat nearby, still unaware.
Seeing him so cute made her smile even more.
