Hidden Wife : Best Husband

 Jo Yeon Ho frowned. He was surprised to see his mother who looked so sad that she was not like usual.

 "Where are you going? Why are you packing clothes?" Jo Yeon Ho asked.

 "Yeon Ho, I'm sorry. Maybe from now on we will rarely see each other again," Aeri who was sobbing said while holding Jo Yeon Ho in her arms.

 "What do you mean?" The 6 year old boy did not understand Aeri's words.

"Last night your father ...." Aeri deliberately didn't continue her words.

"What's wrong with Dad?" Jo Yeon Ho asked innocently.

"Father kicked mother out of this house so mom will go right now." Aeri let go of her arms and then wiped the tears that rolled down her cheeks.

 "Why?" Jo Yeon Ho narrowed his eyes.

 "I also don't know what is really wrong with mother. We seem to be separating, Yeon Ho," Aeri said with tears in her eyes.

"I don't want to part with you." Jo Yeon Ho hugged Aeri's body with his tiny hands very tightly.

"Really?" Aeri asked happily. Did not think that now her son has melted to her.

Jo Yeon Ho nodded his head repeatedly indicating that he didn't want to part with Aeri.

 "If you don't want to be separated from mom then you have to beg your father not to kick mom out of this house. Are you going to do it?" Aeri let go of Jo Yeon Ho's hug and then grabbed the boy's shoulders.

 "Of course, later I'll beg father," Jo Yeon Ho said confidently.

"You know if your father throws your mother out of this house then your father will surely remarry so that you will have a very cruel stepmother. You will be beaten by her if your father is not at home. Your father will not even love you anymore," Aeri said at length to convince her son that having a stepmother was not a good thing.

"Is it really like that?" Jo Yeon Ho asked.

"Of course it is true, therefore whatever happens you must not let your father expel your mother," Aeri said.

"Okay."

 Aeri smiled slyly on her lips. With Jo Yeon Ho, Dae Hyun wouldn't be that easy to kick her out of the house.

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Pyeongchang-dong Villa

 Dae Hyun unsteadily got out of bed then stepped onto the balcony even though his body still felt weak. He looked at Soo Yin who had left the villa by taxi. She was that angry that his wife didn't want Chung Ho to take her.

 Dae Hyun pacing back and forth thinking about how to melt his little wife. He really couldn't stand their relationship apart like this. Even though it felt like just yesterday having fun while on Jeju Island. Unexpectedly, after returning home, there was a problem. It's all because of Park Soo Hyun. If he didn't show the same poetry he wouldn't be caught like this.

 "Should I do the same as Park Soo Hyun?" Dae Hyun muttered as he put his hand on his chin. To him seducing a woman with a poem was disgusting. But if it can melt his wife's heart then it doesn't matter.

Dae Hyun went back into the room. He stepped his foot closer to the nightstand to find something that was in the drawer. There he found a pen and a book. If Park Soo Hyun could write poetry he should be able to. Since childhood he was smarter than Park Soo Hyun.

After finding what Dae Hyun was looking for, he immediately went into his study so he could concentrate on thinking of beautiful words that were completely unthinkable to him. This was a ridiculous thing for the first time he was doing. In the past, when he was studying in language, he never did the task of making poetry that his teacher gave him. As a result, he was always punished.

Dae Hyun sat in the chair in front of the table in front of him. He started writing on a piece of paper. Scribbling a pen wrote down something that was on his mind.

After reading it over and over again, it turned out that these words seemed very embarrassing. Dae Hyun threw the paper scattered on the floor. He wrote repeatedly and then crumpled the paper and threw it away.

Dae Hyun held his head which felt even more dizzy. It turned out that making those words was not as easy as he imagined, especially because he didn't like literature. He immediately called Chung Ho to immediately go to his office.

For the sake of Soo Yin he should forget about Aeri for a moment. Hopefully Aeri has left the house because he can't check it now. He will take care of his matters with Aeri after his relationship with Soo Yin returns to good. For him it was the most important thing.

Knock… knock… knock….

 There was a knock on the door from outside.

"Enter!" Dae Hyun who was still struggling with the piece of paper in front of him exclaimed.

"What are you calling me, sir?" Chung Ho asked. He raised an eyebrow at the scattered crumpled paper.

"Have you ever written poetry for your lover?" Dae Hyun asked as he raised his face. Put back the pen he was holding on to the paper.

 "Me?" Chung Ho gawking at the question of his boss who he thought was out of the line of work.

"Hurry and tell me, have you ever sent poetry to your lover?" Dae Hyun insisted, who couldn't wait to find out. If Chung Ho ever did then he would study a little with him.

"Never, sir," Chung Ho said honestly because he never had time to date.

"Well, you should just go," Dae Hyun said. It's useless telling her to come into the room if Chung Ho never made it. Now the time was wasted.

"Don't you need anything else?" Chung Ho was confused about why Dae Hyun threw him out before he did anything. Even though he was in such a hurry to go to his office because maybe there was something sudden that he had to do.

Chung Ho also found it strange that his boss was at home while his wife was away. This was something that happens very rarely.

"Go, I don't need you anymore," Dae Hyun said in a flat tone.

 Chung Ho immediately closed the door and then left.

"It turns out that it's really annoying to make words like this," Dae Hyun muttered while crumpling the paper in his hand. Now the floor was full of scattered papers.

It was better to do very difficult calculations than to have to compose a poem. He preferred to memorize many formulas rather than make one sentence of poetry.

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Soo Yin rushed over to Jean and Jae-hwa after getting out of the taxi. They were in front of a cafe which was located not far from one of the best universities in Seoul.

Soo Yin walked over to his two friends who seemed to be chatting so warmly. Every now and then Jean hits Jae-hwa's shoulder with a laugh. I don't know what they are talking about until they don't notice Soo Yin's arrival.

"Sorry to make you wait a long time," Soo Yin said.

"Soo Yin? Finally you came," Jae-hwa who widened his smile said, seeing Soo Yin had come.

 As soon as Soo Yin arrived, Jean actually closed her mouth tightly. Jean instead turned her face the other way as Soo Yin looked at her with a smile.

"Jean, how is your mother?" Soo Yin asked. The last time she heard the news that Jean's mother was hospitalized. After that she didn't remember to ask Jean again.

"Fine," Jean said curtly. Jean still didn't want to look at Soo Yin's face.

Soo Yin felt that Jean's attitude towards her has been a little cold lately. But Soo Yin always has a good feeling maybe Jean was in a bad mood.

"Hurry up if you want to enter the university," Jean who immediately walked ahead of Soo Yin and Jae-hwa said. She walked in front of herself a few meters from his two friends who were still behind.

Soo Yin wanted to chat with Jean so badly that she hastened her pace so that she could walk side by side with Jean. But always Jean accelerated her steps to stay away from Soo Yin.

"Jae-hwa, did something happen to Jean? She's acting a little different to me," Soo Yin said with a sad face. She felt that Jean was away from her even though she was the only friend she had.

 "Really? Maybe it's just your feelings," Jae-hwa said. They walk side by side.

"I don't know, recently we've become not close," Soo Yin said.

 "Maybe Jean had a lot of thoughts so she acted like that," Jae-hwa said.

"Hmmm," Soo Yin said.

 Not long after, they arrived at the entrance to Seoul National University. Soo Yin and Jae-hwa were so flabbergasted that they can see the campus building up close.