Honey, Whose Child Is That?!

Honey, whose child is that?!

Part 2 of "Park Jonggun Came Home With a Little Surprise"

Previously on part 1: Jonggun brought a toddler home. You wondered whose child that was.

Read part 1 here

"Park Jonggun, answer my question," your voice was so calm yet so stern.

"Whose child is that?" With your arms crossed, you stared down at the man before you to assert dominance.

So what if he's a mafia boss, who's also a kyokushin karate master, who most likely could chop you in half with his bare hand? Screw that. You wanted answers.

"Should we do this now? When the kid is sound asleep?" Sighing, Jonggun took off his Dior sunglasses and put them carelessly on the mini bar top before proceeding to walk toward the kitchen.

Your jaw dropped in disbelief at how calm his demeanor was, considering the situation you both were in.

"Yeobo!" You whisper-yelled while helplessly tailing your dear husband, only to be ignored by him.

"Wow, it smells so good. What are you cooking?"

"Kimchi-jjigae," you answered shortly, hoping he would drop the act and address the elephant in the room.

"Oppa!" Gosh darn it, you really didn't want to whine. But you had to. What else would you do to make him stop ignoring you?

"What?" He responded lazily. His eyes never left the steaming hot kimchi stew you cooked and served less than five minutes ago. It was true that you wanted his attention, but not this way.

This is more exhausting than making dozens rolls of kimbab, you thought to yourself.

In fact, the said kimbab rolls are nicely plated on the dining table. And Jonggun was stuffing his mouth with one of them.

"What? What? Ya, Park Jonggun, you brought an unidentified human infant to our house. What do you mean, what?"

"Her name is Yena," he said. "There. Now she's identified. Are you happy now?"

"Not quite. You haven't answered my question," you said, joining your husband at the dinner table. You glanced at the sleeping Yena, who was still curled up in his embrace.

What a poor baby, you thought. She's taken away from her parents by your thug husband. He must've done that to threaten them. The reason behind the threat was unknown to you, but you were certain it was related to his line of work.

That was when you felt a click in your brain.

"Don't tell me..." you shifted your glance to Jonggun's dark eyes, "you're planning to get ransom money by kidnapping a child?"

He let out a chuckle, seemingly amused by your guess. "You are quite sharp, my love."

You almost swooned by his endearing remark, but you didn't let that get you off your serious mode.

"So, is this your new business line or what?" you asked.

"Kind of..." he shrugged.

You rose from your seat, then walked around the table toward Jonggun. You offered to hold Yena. He appreciated your considerate gesture. That way he could eat his dinner comfortably.

You were quite amazed at such a heavy-sleeper she was. She remained calm when you moved her from Jonggun's arm into yours.

Then silence filled the room, while questions filled your head. The love of your life seemed to notice your silent curiosity.

Cute, he thought to himself.

"Are you perhaps interested in hearing a story?" he said, finally.

"Well of course I am. Pray tell?"

While cradling Yena, you positioned yourself gently onto the chair next to him. Jonggun began to talk about how the man he was working for requested him to gather a huge amount of money to fund his business. He told you how he was supposed to meet that request by collecting 100 million Won worth of deposit money from each gang of teenagers from all over Seoul.

"So basically one of the crews refused to hand over their cash, so I took their leader's daughter."

Crews. That's what he called the gangs. Groups of teenagers who ran various illegal businesses to earn money so they can deposit 100 million Won to Jonggun every month. Some of them managed to still keep the remaining income as a profit, while some of them didn't. The few others couldn't even fulfil the deposit. That was when Jonggun had to eliminate them.

"Why don't you just, you know, eliminate that crew instead of taking the trouble to kidnap her?" you inquired, gesturing toward the sleeping toddler in your arm.

"Because I see a great potential in their leader. I think he would be a perfect successor for me. You know I'm going to retire soon."

"You crazy bastard," you remarked sharply despite the smirk on your face. You couldn't deny that his story amused you. It always felt like an adventure just being by Jonggun's side. He's very... thrilling.

"And you love me," Jonggun retorted, winking. You rolled your eyes at his cheesy act.

Jonggun thanked you for the delicious meal, then planted a quick kiss on your temple. He announced that he was going to take a shower and told you to leave Yena to the maids' care.

"Wait, babe!" you called out to your husband after one of your maids took Yena from your arms.

"Yeobo, let's wash together!"

You followed the love of your life to the master suite. At that very moment, you were glad the toddler was not your husband's mistress's child. God forbid if he even had a mistress!

Edit: part 3 is here!