I hear birds chirping. The sound of that was so peaceful. I needed peace, even though if it would only last for a few minutes. I slowly open my eyes. I feel like I can't breathe. Oh no, it's him again. When I still accepted him, he had a sleeping habit of having half of his body on top of my little body. He was doing it again. I had to admit, I didn't mind back then, but now, he has no right to!
"GET THE HELL OFF ME, YOU JERK!" I shouted at him.
He slowly got up and he slowly opened his eyes. He looked at me.
"Damn Asuka, you're not as pleasant to wake up to, anymore," he said as he yawned.
"Oh, ha, like I care," I told him.
Then I saw the door slowly opening. It was Hyo. He walked in and sat at the foot of the bed.
"Mommy, why did you scream?" he asked me.
"Your stupid father won't let me breathe! It's like he still thinks he has a chance with me," I said as I rolled my eyes at Hwoarang.
"I thought he did," he muttered under his breath.
I hated it when my son looked disappointed. He's the only thing I got in life right now. I knew him very well. I can tell he wanted a whole family. He didn't want to settle for a broken family. No one would ever want a broken family. Would filing the divorce make him unhappy? Yes, I knew it would. Maybe I should put that aside, for right now, but just because he wants me and his father to be together doesn't mean that I have to go against my own will, right?
"Well, we'll see what happens, but it's not going to be perfect," I told him.
After we ate breakfast, we left and went home. Home is where the heart is. I remembered the phrase. I remembered it when Hwoarang told me that when we just got married. He had to leave Korea for me. I knew he loved it in Seoul, and he gave it up for me. I look around at my mansion. It doesn't feel like home. I then think about the good times I had in the house that Hwoarang and I lived in four years ago. It was so cheerful there. I miss that place. Hwoarang still owned that house, but he would stay over at my house most of the time. This seemed to please Hyo.
When Hyo was taking his piano lessons, I decided to talk to Hwoarang in private.
"Hwoarang, I need to talk to you," I told him.
"What's up?" he asked me.
"Have you been telling Hyo to act like this so that you could get back with me?" I asked him.
"No, maybe that's what the kid wants," he told me.
"Fine! Since he actually feels that way, I'm going to put a hold on the divorce. Only if it's okay with you," I told him.
"That's more that okay for me!" he said with enthusiasm.
"But you're not helping," I told him.
"What?" he asked me.
"Well, you're still dating Nicole Adams, that one model," I told him.
"Man, I forgot about her!" he told me.
Goodness, how can he forget about someone that he's dating? He must be really stupid.
"I can't believe you," I told him with a glare.
"Just kidding, I already broke it off with her. She didn't mind. She doesn't like married men with kids," he told me laughing.
"Well, way to be mature," I said sarcastically.
"Well, I may be immature, but you are too sarcastic," he told me.
I just sarcastically smile at him.
"Asuka, do you really think that I don't have a chance with you anymore?" he asked me in a serious tone.
He looked me right in the eyes.
"Why are you asking me this?" I said as I looked away.
"I just don't know. You hurt me so much," I told him.
"I learned from that experience," he promised me.
"Yeah, but you still don't trust me. You would rather trust that bitchy step mother of yours. I was your wife and you didn't trust me. You actually believe that Hyo my bastard son from another man," I told him.
"Why did you tell me that he was the man's baby?" he asked me.
I knew that was on his mind from the time he saw Hyo's red hair in my restaurant.
"You were a good lawyer. I knew you were going to fight for him. If you won the case, I would have no husband, no son, no money, no career, and no home. If I lied, I would at least have a son," I told him.
"Man, my past actions were tremendously stupid," he told me.
"You think?" I ask him.
Hyo then walked up to us. He was done with his practice.
"Mom and dad, I have a request," he told me.
"And what is it?" I asked.
"I want you to be together again," he told me.
"Well, honey, it's not that simple," I told him.
"Can you two at least try?!" he asked eagerly.
"I'm willing to try," Hwoarang said as he crossed his arms and looked at the wall.
"You two are always helping each other!" I said.
Hyo just smiled.
"Fine, I'll try, but I'm not making any promises," I told both of them.