“Shouldn’t we point out whether Father-in-law’s mental evaluation was properly done? At least two doctors should have confirmed…”
“Three doctors confirmed it. You sly old fox.”
Gordon hurled insults at his own father, but no one stopped him. In their hearts, they were all thinking the same thing. At that moment, the mother, who had been gasping for breath and pouring out her anger, suddenly turned around.
“What are you going to do, Winston?”
Only then did attention focus on one side. Mrs. Campbell turned her arrow towards Winston, who had been sitting motionless and lost in thought until then.
“Are you going to let them take everything away like this? You have to do something! That lowly thing must have done something to your father. Wasn’t he meeting with Harold without us knowing? Yes, that must be it. Otherwise, how, how could this…”
“I don’t think so.”
For the first time, Winston opened his mouth. When his mother stopped talking and everyone focused, he continued to speak more slowly than usual.
“The probability of Father meeting Yu-jin is slim. He stayed at the mansion for quite a while, or rather, Delight, and I would have known immediately if Father had gone out or met anyone. Especially if it was Yu-jin.”
Yu-jin’s reaction earlier made him certain of his guess. Recalling the sight of him screaming in denial of the will, in shock bordering on horror, one eyebrow twitched briefly.
Presumptuous.
There was no particular movement, but everyone noticed that he was angry from the intensified pheromone scent around him. Of course, the reason was different from what they thought.
It was Winston who should have been shouting that this was a lie and protesting that his father was not in his right mind when facing death, but he himself was so engrossed in imagining overpowering Yu-jin that he missed the timing.
How dare he.
Winston gritted his teeth. It was absurd for Yu-jin to reject him. It should have been Winston who rejected him and poured out words of contempt, saying that he would never marry or have children with a slut like him.
Yu-jin had done it all. Absurdly.
Because of that, Winston had no choice but to admit it himself. That his father was in his right mind. Only to deny Yu-jin.
There’s still a way.
Winston relaxed the strength in his jaw and fell into thought. He had to resolve this situation rationally somehow. He was confident above all else.
“Don’t worry, I won’t just stand by and do nothing.”
Winston said in a low voice and then closed his mouth again. Gordon, sensing the unusual atmosphere, plucked up his courage and spoke.
“Well, then, let’s all go back for today. Winston needs time to think too.”
“Yes. It’s a sudden situation, so we need to be a little more calm.”
As George agreed with him and stood up, Lady Catherine also rose. One by one, they left the drawing room, and Mrs. Campbell, who was the last to take a step, stopped next to the sofa where Winston was sitting and opened her mouth in a low voice.
“You’re not wavering because of that thing, are you?”
Winston frowned and looked up at her diagonally. Mrs. Campbell revealed her hidden suspicions and continued.
“Your pheromone scent got stronger in the study earlier. The other children noticed it too, besides me.”
“Mother, pheromones get stronger even when you’re angry.”
Winston skillfully brushed it off. She was somewhat relieved by her son’s usual attitude and said in a slightly relaxed voice.
“Of course, that must be it.”
She grabbed her beloved youngest son’s shoulder and gave him a kiss on the cheek. As if to say she trusted him.
To leave more inheritance to that thing than to me.
As she left the drawing room, she gritted her teeth again. She would never forgive them. Harold, and that mistress.
Finally, after everyone had left and he was alone, Winston was able to organize his thoughts more calmly. The contents of the will were clear. Marry Yu-jin and have a child within a year. After that, divorce was possible and he could keep the inheritance. At first glance, it seemed easy. But the condition was the problem.
‘Yu-jin, I love you.’
Recalling Harold’s last words again, he almost cursed. Harold couldn’t let go of his feelings for his young mistress until the very end.
To confess so desperately even in his will.
A father who passes on his mistress to his son, what a bizarre thing to do.
Was that why Harold tried to marry Winston to Yu-jin? It was hard to feel touched, and instead, a cynical smile formed, at the thought that it was a considerate heart worrying about the future of his beloved mistress after he died. Where was the consideration for the remaining family? And if he cherished him so much, why didn’t he find him and keep him by his side sooner? Wasn’t Harold the one who played the biggest role in letting Yu-jin go in the first place?
If you hadn’t slept with Yu-jin, I would never have given up.
He gritted his teeth and forcibly turned his thoughts back. Now was not the time to worry about other things. How to overcome this damn situation. The only problem he had to focus on was that. Not who the father of the child Yu-jin had was, but the child he would have in the future.
That child is mine.
It was such a natural conclusion. He couldn’t allow his child to be raised by such a cheap slut. If he just gave him money, Yu-jin would give up all custody and parental rights.
Did he have the child he’s raising now hoping for child support?
His thoughts flowed back to Yu-jin again. Without realizing it, he continued his thoughts.
Of course, he would have if he had known the father.
Thinking that far, doubt immediately raised its head. If so, that meant he was raising a useless child, and this part was not convincing.
There are many cases where omegas get pregnant and don’t show until right before giving birth, so they don’t know.
Winston easily guessed that he had been living recklessly and had a child one day.Yu-jin’s current appearance made it difficult to believe he had money. He’d heard from the lawyer that his house had burned down and he was living at the church, so he was definitely in dire straits. Harold’s inheritance must be all the more crucial to him.
But why wouldn’t he give up the child?
Winston dismissed the possibility that he might know the child’s biological father. If that were the case, he would have demanded money, and he wouldn’t be living in such poverty. It’s not uncommon for affection for a child to suddenly blossom after birth. But that didn’t apply to Yu-jin.
There must be some exploitable value.
Perhaps it was a wild card to use if the child’s biological father ever appeared. That was probably it. Otherwise, there was no reason for Yu-jin to raise the child.
As he thought that far, a chilling thought flashed through his mind.
Then.
Could it be that he raised the child…
He absolutely didn’t want to admit it, but that was the only plausible hypothesis. Winston reluctantly accepted it.
Because it was his father’s child.
It was such an obvious reason. That explained why he hadn’t demanded child support despite knowing the biological father. Yu-jin was probably waiting for the right moment. A time when his father’s anger had subsided enough to reveal the child’s existence and get a huge sum of money.
But his father had died, so that opportunity was gone.
If so, the only reason Yu-jin had kept quiet about the child until now was that he was being extremely cautious, afraid of losing his only chance by acting rashly.
‘That can’t be. Did you forget what you said? It was a lie from the start.’
When he asked if he had really been pregnant, Yu-jin had said that. There was a good chance that this was a lie too. After all, Yu-jin was a male prostitute and a con artist.
Trying to trick me again with such a shallow trick.
‘Winston.’
Again, a hallucination flickered. A snow-white nude figure on the bed, arms outstretched towards him, and his faintly smiling face. A softly whispering voice.
