The door to the room was opened, and seeing the scene in the room before him, Han Minhyun's eyes widened due to surprise.

Staring at Lee Soohyun, he questioned, "What are you wearing?"

A simplistic black dress was worn by Lee Soohyun, and she had her long hair tied into a ponytail.

Staring at herself from top to bottom, she spoke out, "Oh! You mean this? Well, that white dress was not my style. That dress was too troublesome, sparkly, and long; I would have tripped and broken my nose if I had worn that dress. I don't even know how those brides manage those dresses. I really applaud at them."

Letting out a sigh, Han Minhyun shook his head and voiced out, "We are getting wed, not attending some funeral, Lee Soohyun!"

"Since when did you start to care about what I wear? I am pretty sure there is nothing wrong with being dressed up like this," she said, folding her arms across her c.h.e.s.t.

"If you did not like that dress, why did you buy that in the first place?" 

"Isn't that because everyone was buying a white wedding dress? I did not want to seem weird, and I really wanted to give that white dress a try. But that truly doesn't suit my taste. I can't force myself to wear something that shiny," Soohyun vocalised.

"Then, why are your stylists?" he asked.

"Ah! They were nagging too much about the dress, so I sent them away! I am pretty sure that there is no problem with that," she stated.

"No, there is no problem with that either," Minhyun said before letting out a chuckle.

Moving forward towards Soohyun, he placed a small smile upon his lips, and bringing his face closer to hers, he voiced out, "You are really beautiful no matter how you dress up. It doesn't matter what you wear to the wedding."

Feeling his warm breath on top of her lips, Lee Soohyun closed her eyes instinctively, and he brought his face nearer to her. Before he was about to plant his lips on top of hers, a scream was heard in the room.

"Dad!" A loud wail resonated through the room.

Slightly startled by that voice, he instantly moved back from Lee Soohyun and stood up straight. Then, a small figure came running at his directly and grabbed tightly on to his leg.

Looking down at his little boy, Minhyun asked, "What's the matter, Eunwoo-ah?"

The little boy, who went by the name Eunwoo, raised his head and stared at Minhyun. Han Minhyun's eyes dilated at the boy's face.

Although the boy appeared quite loveable, one would not be able to recognize him as a boy at that moment. His lips were coloured in red, and his face was caked in make-up.

A cute bunny headband was on top of his head, and he wore a long, blue, frilly dress. The hem of the dress reached up to his knee, and on his foot was a pair of cute blue slippers. Around his neck was a small choker, and he had a bracelet around his hand.

Tears welled upon his doe eyes as Minhyun asked, "What happened to you?"

Knowing that how close he appeared to a female now, embarrassment filled the five year old boy, and putting on a pitiful expression, he spoke out, "Dad, Mom forced me into this. Although I cried, she forcefully placed this on to me. She is horrible! I don't want to be with Mom anymore."

"Oh yeah! The other reason why I made those stylists leave was because they were against me dressing Eunwoo up like this. I think he seems better this way. He is such a cute girl! Maybe I should make him dress this way forever. How does that sound, Minhyun?" she raised one of her eyebrows.

Those words of hers caused Eunwoo's eyes to widen due to horror, and he hugged on to Minhyun's legs.

"Dad, please stop Mom. She is scary! I don't want to be a girl! I want to be a boy! I am not cute!" Eunwoo exclaimed.

"Aigoo! My Eunwoo is too shy! This won't do. I know that you like being dressed like this, right? Trust me, Eunwoo-ah, many people will compliment you if you go out like this, and you will be able to make lots of girl friends as well. Don't you like beautiful girls?" she spoke out.

"What are you saying to a little kid, Soohyun?" Minhyun stated, "And, Eunwoo, Dad will protect you from your mom. Now, go and get dressed out of this. Then, go out to play with everyone."

"Thank you, dad," the boy spoke out, loosening his hold on Minhyun's leg and running away.

Cl.i.c.k.i.n.g her tongue out at Han Minhyun, she spoke out, "Whatever. I already clicked his picture, and now, I will be able to brag to everyone how cute my son is a girl. But don't you think that his gender was switched? He looks like more of a girl than a boy for sure!"

Extending his hand towards her, he patted the top of her head and said, "You are going to scar the poor boy if you keep up with that attitude of yours. Try to control yourself."

"Tch! Eunwoo secretly likes all of this even if he acts that way. Since I am his mother, I know all of that," Soohyun vocalised, taking a step closer to him and staring at him challengingly.

"Really?" he said, "Are you sure that this is not another excuse of yours?"

"Of course not. What type of mother do you think I am? I am doing this for the best of my child," Soohyun said with a righteous expression.

Extending his hand to Soohyun's back, he grabbed on to it and pulled her body closer to her. Raising his head, he pinched on to his lips.

"I really feel as if I am raising two—"

Bringing her face closer to his, she placed her lips on top of his to shut him up.