By Zephyria I’m so lucky.
Yu-jin smiled as he recalled the past events. He couldn’t believe that such good fortune had come to him one after another. It felt like only good things had been happening since he published his book.
Yu-jin, who had unconsciously smiled, quickly snapped back to reality and looked at the monitor. The new writing was progressing smoothly. He had only shown the beginning, but the publisher was noticeably excited and begged him to sign a contract right away. Before he knew it, Yu-jin had signed a contract for his second book, and he soon felt a pleasant sense of pressure. Moreover, the response to his first book was getting better every day. He was amazed, happy, and also afraid.
What if something suddenly happens?
Suddenly feeling uneasy, Yu-jin unconsciously looked back. The house was absurdly quiet. Feeling a chill run down his spine, he quickly got up and headed outside.
“Angie, Angie!”
Calling out his daughter’s name, he opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a small figure standing not far away.
“Angie, what are you doing? It’s cold, let’s go inside.”
He lightly grabbed his daughter’s arm to take her inside, but for some reason, Angela resisted and pointed to one side.
“Daddy, there.”
Puzzled, Yu-jin raised his head and froze. A dark gray sedan was approaching them. Suddenly, his heart pounded wildly, and he felt dizzy as if all the blood was draining from his body.
No way, how.
Winston’s face flashed before his eyes, and without another thought, Yu-jin scooped up Angela. He tried to run back into the house, but it was already too late. The car quickly approached and stopped right in front of them. His mind went blank. Frozen with the child in his arms, the engine turned off, and then the driver’s side door opened. A familiar, tall man came into Yu-jin’s wide eyes.
……Ah.
Unable to even make a sound, he only opened his mouth as the man smiled brightly at him and greeted him.
“Yu-jin, hello. How have you been?”
“Mr. Grant.”
Only after confirming that it was the president of the publishing house did a sigh of relief, close to a moan, escape from Yu-jin’s lips. His tense shoulders relaxed, and a bright smile soon appeared.
* * *
The mansion named Delights was now as gloomy as could be. Mrs. Campbell momentarily paused at the deathly quiet atmosphere of the mansion. The outdated Christmas tree was still in the hall, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
“Cain, what is this? Why haven’t you taken it down?”
At her irritated words, the Butler replied with a troubled expression.
“I apologize, it’s Mr. Campbell’s order….”
“Winston’s?”
Mrs. Campbell asked back in disbelief, and the Butler nodded, saying yes. Speechless, she let out a short sigh and looked around again, asking nervously.
“All of this? He really told you to just leave all this unsightly stuff here?”
Despite the cold, stern voice full of displeasure, the Butler could only say yes again. Mrs. Campbell was dumbfounded and audibly exhaled. But Winston was the owner of this mansion now. All she could do was nag her son. Knowing her situation all too well, Mrs. Campbell quickly walked up the stairs with an angry face. The direction she was heading was obvious without even asking. Without slowing down at all, Mrs. Campbell reached the end room of the hallway and quickly knocked on the door. She waited for a response, but only heavy silence returned. She didn’t wait long and opened both doors herself.
“Winston…….”
She opened her mouth wide, calling out the name of her beloved youngest son, but then gasped and covered her nose and mouth with her hand. She felt dizzy for a moment from the terrible smell of alcohol that she was smelling for the first time in her life.
Barely managing to keep her balance and avoid looking unsightly, she soon widened her eyes and checked the room. Her precious son was there. Lying sprawled on the sofa in an unsightly manner, beyond the empty bottles scattered on the floor.
Mrs. Campbell’s mind went blank from the overwhelming shock. She had never imagined Winston looking like this. Her children were all out of their minds, blinded by gambling, drugs, or men. Only Winston was smart, didn’t do anything foolish, was dignified, and even had a perfect appearance. He was nothing short of a blessing from God to Mrs. Campbell.
But for that one and only perfect son to be ruined like this.
“Winston.”
Barely regaining her senses, she called her son’s name again. The reeking smell of alcohol made her stomach churn, but she endured it with tremendous patience and moved towards her son. extreme alphas don’t get drunk or addicted to drugs, but what and how much had Winston done to be completely passed out and unable to come to his senses?
“Good heavens…….”
Looking at her son’s appearance up close, Mrs. Campbell let out an exclamation mixed with pity and shock. The always neat and tidy appearance was nowhere to be found. His hair, which was always neatly combed back, was disheveled and messy, and his chin was covered with an unkempt beard. His crumpled shirt had traces of spilled alcohol here and there, and several buttons were undone. On top of that, the smell of alcohol emanating from his entire body was enough to make her head ache. He was no different from a homeless person.
After staring at her son in a daze for a while, Mrs. Campbell grabbed Winston’s shoulder and shook him roughly with belated anger.
“Wake up, wake up!”
She screamed and shook him wildly, but Winston didn’t open his eyes easily. That sight made Mrs. Campbell even angrier, and she almost slapped her son on the cheek.
But the hand she had raised stopped in place and could no longer move. He was the son she cherished and revered more than anything in the world. Although she had mercilessly slapped her other children, including Harold’s young mistress, she had never laid a finger on Winston. Even in this situation, Mrs. Campbell couldn’t bring herself to hit her beloved youngest son. Eventually, she lowered her hand and quickly looked around. She happened to see a glass with half the alcohol left in it, and Mrs. Campbell grabbed it without hesitation. And then, she mercilessly splashed the lukewarm alcohol on Winston’s face.
“……Ugh.”
Winston frowned deeply and flinched his large body. Seeing that, Mrs. Campbell put the empty glass on the table and waited for her son to wake up.
“What……?”
Winston, who mumbled in an unclear voice, slowly opened his eyes. The blurry vision, out of focus, momentarily showed a longed-for illusion.
“Yu-jin…….”
He shouted without realizing it and sat up abruptly, but soon Winston realized the reality. The person staring at him with scary eyes was none other than Mrs. Campbell.
“Mother.”
His lower than usual voice clearly revealed how disappointed he was. That made Mrs. Campbell even angrier.
“You’re in a fine state, Winston Campbell.”
She crossed her arms and looked down at her son, spitting out the words through gritted teeth.
“What on earth are you doing right now? How much did you drink to end up like this?”
Despite his mother’s scolding, Winston didn’t react much. Rather, without showing any interest, he picked up the half-empty bottle of alcohol on the table.
“Stop drinking!”Mrs. Campbell snatched the liquor bottle away, shouting sharply. Immediately, Winston’s face turned menacing, and a sweet pheromone scent mixed with the smell of alcohol spread. But that sight only made Mrs. Campbell even more dumbfounded.
“Are you angry at me right now? You?”
“Give it to me, Mother.”
Winston waved his hand dismissively. But Mrs. Campbell didn’t budge and continued to scold him.
“Pull yourself together and get up, you’re the head of the Campbell family! I won’t tolerate this!”
She was still confident then. Her good son would obey his mother as he always did. And he would return to being the perfect head of the Campbell family.
…or so she believed.
He frowned and suddenly stood up abruptly. Mrs. Campbell was momentarily startled and recoiled backward at the sight of her enormous son standing before her unexpectedly.