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"What did you do to my daughter?"
What on earth was the matter with the child following him, who was seeing him for the first time, and bringing him home and even sleeping in his arms? The man shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing.
"Something a normal father would do."
He pointed to the messy dining table and living room with his eyes. Leftover food and cake were still on the plates on the table, and the living room was littered with toys everywhere, so much so that there was no room to step.
"Yeah, it looks like we had a wild party."
How do I escape now?
I pretended to despair, buried my face in my hands, and quickly turned my head. But no matter how much I thought about it, there was no way to escape from here without shocking Ellie. Furthermore, there was no way to kick out the man who was sitting in my house. I had imagined being caught by this man countless times, but I could never imagine sitting in my house.
Eventually, she buried her face in her hands in despair, but the man acted as if he had read her thoughts.
"You don't have to run away. I'm not going to take you by force."
When I raised my head at that unmanly voice, the man looked around the house and said something even more absurd.
"Should I live here too?"
"... ... ."
"At first, I wondered how you could live in such a cramped place, but it's actually quite comfortable. Sleep, which didn't come in my bed that cost as much as a car, came right away in your frugal bed. It's amazing."
"Then take the bed and get out of here right now."
The man burst into laughter as if he had heard a funny joke. Who was the one telling the joke? And it wasn't funny at all.
"Grace, I'm a more progressive man than I look. I'll stay home and raise our daughter while you earn your money."
"You crazy kid."
"No swearing in the house. My daughter will listen."
He glanced at the closed bedroom door, pointing his finger at Grace as if warning her. While she was speechless, the man uncrossed his legs and stood up abruptly.
As I grabbed the gun that I had left on the table, the man walked over to me with a grin. With a creak, the chair opposite me was pulled up, and he sat down across from her with only a small table between them.
"I'll leave the lame jokes aside. You don't have to be so wary of me. If I really wanted to take Ellie away, I would have done it while you were locked up in the company. And if I was going to keep you locked up, I wouldn't have even tried to talk to you."
Grace just stared without answering, her hand still under the table, the pistol pointed at him.
"I just want to act like an adult and make up for my mistakes."
In your arrogant and selfish way. The moment the man folded his hands and looked at her seriously before speaking again, her prediction was right.
"Don't you need money? You've already squandered the inheritance you received from your mother."
At that moment, Gray's heart sank. How did he know that he had inherited something?
'...Fuck, Joe!'
As I was blaming my brother, I suddenly realized that he must have already squandered all that inheritance, so it seems he didn't know exactly how much he received.
"Life seems difficult in many ways... You know. Even though I don't have a conscience, I have a lot of money."
The man pointed to the box of chocolates and cookies he had brought from the theater yesterday, saying that his life seemed difficult. As soon as I realized what kind of misunderstanding I had caused, I felt a surge of resentment and anger, and the back of my neck started to tingle.
"I didn't take these because I was having a hard time. I have money, too. Everyone has money, but if they get something for free, they don't turn it down. I didn't steal them because I was poor."
I wanted to scream because it was so unfair, but I couldn't because the child would wake up. I was so frustrated I was going crazy.
"If you have money, why are you picking up stuff that's lying around in the theater?"
"under...."
Grace rested her throbbing head on one hand. The definition of 'having money' was so different. It was only then that it occurred to her that she had been foolishly trying to make a man who had lived his whole life in a different world understand her world.
"You're a noble and rich person, so of course you wouldn't know."
"Our daughter is a noble and wealthy person, so shouldn't she know about this?"
Grace, who had been groaning with her eyes closed, opened her eyes wide at those words and glared at the man.
"Are you saying I'm raising my child in a miserable way now?"
"That's not what I meant."
"It may seem like a lot to you, for whom money is worth less than fallen leaves, but I raised Ellie without wanting anything!"
Bang. Unable to control his anger, he slammed his fist on the table. An unusually tense expression began to appear on the man's face.
"I know, Grace."
The man reached out and tried to cup Grace's trembling fist.
"I think it's amazing that you raised Ellie so well while suffering alone. What I'm trying to say is, why do you want to go through useless suffering?"
"It's not the suffering that's useless, it's you."
As soon as my hand touched her, she shook it off and stood up.
"Just as you said, I can raise Ellie well without you, so you useless person, can you just leave now?"
He opened the front door and waved his hand as if to see her off.
"Goodbye. It's been a while since I've seen you. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I hope we never see each other again."
As expected, the man didn't move at all. He stared blankly at Grace, sighed softly, and then spoke again in a quieter voice than before.
"I think you were offended that I brought up money first...."
"that's right."
"I apologize."
Did I mishear? Grace narrowed her eyes.
"I wasn't trying to look down on you or try to atone for my sins with money. I just wanted you to accept money since you wouldn't accept an apology. I just wanted to give you whatever you could accept."
"I don't like your money either."
"Yeah, you don't like what I do."
The man muttered in a hushed voice.
"I'm glad you found out."
At those words, he laughed bitterly and stood up.
"It's not bad to be hated. In fact, anything you give me is good."
Once again, I found it hard to believe my ears. Was it really that good to have a fake honeymoon of just one season? It was hard to believe that I was the one who made you fall in love, but you were still so caught up in it that you couldn't get out of it.
As Grace held the wide-open door and glared, the man leisurely walked into the kitchen, opened a cupboard, and took out a cup. Then he opened a bottle of soda that was sitting on one side of the table.
Only then did Grace notice the traces of the man scattered throughout the house. On the table were several bottles of soda, which the man always drank. The teddy bear on the sofa had a pair of men's sunglasses and a tie that she had never seen before, and on the wall in the hallway, a man's coat and jacket were brazenly hung between her and the child's clothes.
"My daughter already knows how to take off her clothes and put them away. She speaks as well as an adult. And when she closes her eyes, it's me, but when she opens them, it's you."
The man who had been acting like this house was his started bragging about Ellie as if she were his.
"He is truly the perfect child."
Grace, who was about to say something, closed the door first.
"A child born from a rebel's body who can destroy everything you've built is perfect? Come to your senses."
"Rebel? Don't insult the mother of my child."
Grace was speechless for a moment, then managed to spit out a word.
"That crazy guy."
But this time, there was no return call to stop insulting Ellie's father. The man laughed and chattered about how the boy had been pestering him to keep honking the horn as soon as he got into the car, without even asking.
"Seeing something so odd reminded me of you when I was little."
Grace, who was unconsciously thinking that the man just now resembled Ellie when she was alone and crying, flinched.
"Oh, and as soon as she got home, she made me tea. She was so cute."
"That's just me imitating what I do whenever guests come to the house. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not doing it because I like it."
"No way. You wouldn't say something like that to someone who is just a guest."
As Grace glared, the man sat back down on his dining chair and crossed his legs leisurely as he bragged.
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"Oh, and as soon as she got home, she made me tea. She was so cute."
"Ellie said she was glad to have her dad home. She said she wanted a dad. And most importantly, she said she liked me as a dad."
"Don't lie."
"Ask yourself."
The man nodded toward the bedroom. Ellie, who had just emerged, was standing in front of the bedroom door, rubbing her eyes, holding a stuffed rabbit.
"Did you sleep well, my princess?"
The man reached out his hand to the child walking towards him, but Ellie dodged his hand and ran towards Grace.
"It's Mom."
The child clung to her leg and rubbed her sleepy face against her mother's palm. But Grace did not hug her as usual, but bent down to be eye level with Ellie.
"Did you do a good job, Mom? Kiss."
"Ellie, stand up straight. Did you forget what I told you about not following strangers?"
She held the child upright as he tried to hug her with his arms outstretched, scolding him sternly.
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