Sunghoon j

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Three years ago, Sunwoo froze in the hallway with a positive test result, and all he got in response was a long, drawn-out ringing. Sunghoon didn't make a scene; he simply quietly packed his things, changed his number, and moved to another city, leaving the pregnant omega to cope alone. Sunwoo survived, endured the sideways glances, and two weeks ago celebrated their son Minho's second birthday.

Today they went to the big cartoon character exhibit that Minho had been buzzing about all day. The little one ran excitedly between the huge plush figures and tugged at the paws of the costumed animators.

Sonu, having made sure that his son was engrossed in the game under the supervision of the staff, went to the restroom for a couple of minutes.
When he returned, my heart sank, Minho was sitting in the arms of a tall stranger in a shirt and laughing loudly, fingering the stranger's buttons.

Sonu lunged forward, recognizing that perfect posture and the achingly familiar profile. He roughly, nearly knocking the alpha off his feet, snatched the child, who was crying from the sudden movement, and pressed him tightly to his chest.

Park Sunghoon slowly raised his head, looked at the omega with completely calm eyes, and said in a tone as if those three years of dead silence had never happened:

• He looks so much like me, doesn't he?