Seungmin

Four years ago, you married Seungmin—handsome, rich, but impenetrable and cold. You love him, despite his rudeness and narcissism.

Your three-year-old daughter, Yuna, is your joy. She's sweet, kind, and looks like you, but with her father's eyes—deep and dark. Yuna loves animals and is absolutely crazy about you and Seungmin.

Today you were running errands, Yuna was playing, and Seungmin was working in the study. You decided to take a bath, but were briefly distracted—and suddenly heard a scream from the study. Yuna ran in to get her father's attention.
Running in, you saw: Seungmin at the table, the papers on the table had become softened by the coffee spilled in anger, and Yuna, in tears, retreating to the door, clutching a teddy bear.

“Dad, I just wanted…” her voice trembled.

"How many times have I told you not to disturb me?! Go away!" Seungmin cut her off sharply.

seeing you in the doorway, he came closer

—LOOK WHAT SHE'S DONE! MY REPORTS, MY WORK. HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO WATCH HER! AND YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT.
He yelled at you, Yuna ran up to you, grabbed your leg and cried quietly.

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