Chapter 470: Not Family But An Enemy.
Anxiety and fear hovered in the air as they all waited for Ki-Jun’s surgery to be over. It had barely been half an hour since he was wheeled into the operating room, but it already felt like it had been more than ten hours.
The anxious tap of Sena’s feet as she squeezed her hands together in a silent prayer made the others even more anxious.
“Mom, everything’s going to be fine.” Mi-Cha encouraged her, but despite the affirming nod Sena gave, she still couldn’t stop her feet from tapping.
All her life, she had never been this scared. She had been heartbroken and hurt before, especially when she lost her child, but she had never been scared as she was now.
Ki-Jun has been her companion for more than three decades now. He had been her strength, support and friend, and not once had she ever imagined losing or seeing him in such a condition. Sena didn’t think she could handle it if anything happened to her husband, so she couldn’t be calm as they wanted her to be.
“Mom, the doctors assured us the surgery will go well,” Mi-Cha said, attempting to placate her while Sena turned to her.
“But they also said the possibility of him slipping into a coma is high. Wh...what if he never wakes up? Mi-Cha, what if your father never wakes up?” She fearfully asked.
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Mi-Cha hesitated as her heart skipped. The doctors had indeed said that, and it scared her too. She mentally shook her head to discard that fear.
“Mom, he’s going to wake up.” Mi-Cha confidently declared, unsure if she was convincing herself or her mother.
She shared her mother’s fear, but she didn’t want to accept or even imagine that something that horrible would become her father’s reality. She refused to imagine it.
He was going to be fine, and that was it!
Dan-Han glanced at Eun-Sun, quietly sitting at his side while observing Sena and Mi-Cha from where they sat. He didn’t have to ask to know she was just as nervous as her mother and sister. And the despondent look on her face confirmed it even more.
He placed his hand on her back and gently rubbed it. “Let’s go to the room and wait there.” He said, and Eun-sun turned to look at him.
“Are you in pain?” She worriedly asked as she looked him over with concern.
“No, I just want you to rest, and I want to lie on my back.” He casually said.
Eun-sun shook her head before looking over her shoulder toward Tae-Ho, seated a few seats behind them. She glanced back at Dan-Han. “I don’t want to leave yet. You can go with him and rest. I want to wait here.” She told him. She didn’t think she’d be able to sit comfortably in the room while the rest of her family waited anxiously.
“The surgery will not be done until another four and half hours. I can’t let you sit here and wait.” Dan-Han told her.
“Dan-Han -”
“No, let’s go.” He said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her up. Eun-sun tried protesting by pulling her hand away from his grip, but she suddenly stiffened, and her eyes widened with horror when she mistakenly hit him on the side he was injured, and he winced in pain.
Eun-sun’s eyes darted to him with worry. “Oh my God! Are you okay?” She panickly asked, her gaze shifting to his stomach and then back at his face. “Did I hurt you?” She asked.
“I’m sorry.” She panickly apologized, but she wasn’t relieved when Dan-Han affirmed he was fine.
“You shouldn’t have pulled my hand.” She complained.
“Sorry, I did, but let’s go. Tae-Ho will let us know when it’s over.” He assured her, but despite his assurance, Eun-sun wasn’t convinced. She hesitated a bit more before giving in to Dan-Han.
Dan-Han excused themselves after informing Sena and Mi-Cha they’d be back before Ki-Jun was wheeled out of the operating room, and Sena absentmindedly nodded at them.
They had barely started for the elevator when Mi-Cha called after them, stopping them on their heels.
Dan-Han met Mi-Cha’s eyes as she stopped right in front of him. She looked behind to ensure her mother wasn’t within ear close.
“My dad, nothing’s going to happen to him, right?” Mi-Cha tersely asked, and she was certain Dan-Han knew what she was referring to.
“I hope not.” He blandly said.
“You hope not?” Mi-Cha frowned as she angled a brow at him. What did he mean by he hoped not?
“What do you mean by you hope not?” Mi-Cha curtly asked. Her gaze held a hard stare in it. She shouldn’t remind him that he was why her father was in a critical condition such as this. He was the one who had brought up a crazy plan and assured everyone’s safety. But see what had happened now? In what way was her father safe?
Her father might have given his consent to it, but if Dan-Han hadn’t brought his reckless idea to his hearing, not of this would have happened.
Dan-Han sighed when he saw the agitated look on her face. “Look, Mi-Cha, just relax.”
“Relax?!” She snapped at him. She sighed and lowered her voice when she realized she was too loud and her mother could hear her. “Relax? How can I relax when you said anything could happen to him here?” Or had he forgotten that?
“He’s vulnerable right now, and who knows if someone in this hospital is compromised? Anything can go wrong!” She forcefully said under her breath.
She turned to Eun-sun. “Did he not tell you anything?” She demanded, her gaze intently observing Eun-Sun.
“Mi-Cha, take a deep breath and relax. I know things might have gotten a bit out of hand, but let’s keep our fingers crossed that everything will turn out fine.”
“A bit out of hand? Do you-” Mi-Cha trailed off when Eun-sun suddenly held her hand and gently squeezed it.
Eun-Sun sighed inaudibly. “Mi-Cha, let’s not do this right now and simply pray. I’m sure Dan-Han will do his best to keep all of us safe and make sure everything goes according to plan.” She consoled her. Eun-Sun looked at Dan-Han to get some reaffirmation from him, but he only gave a blank look. There was no expression on his face, no certainty whatsoever, but she believed in him.
Mi-Cha turned to look at her. “Are you sure?” She skeptically asked, and Eun-sun nodded before pulling her in for a hug. Mi-Cha needed a hug, and so did she.
The sisters stayed silent in each other’s embrace before Eun-Sun pulled away and held her face.
“Be calm, okay?” She encouraged. “If not for yourself, for her. She needs you right now.” She said, tipping her chin towards Sena, and Mi-Cha hesitated before nodding her head.
Her eyes shifted to Dan-Han as if asking for reassurance, and he stiffly nodded.
She heaved deeply before turning back towards their mother, who was anxiously gripping the edge of her seat.
“I hope when this is over, you’ll also get to sit with her too,” Mi-Cha said, and Eun-sun glanced over at her mother.
She turned to Mi-Cha with a small smile tilting her lips. “I hope so too.”
“Alright. I’ll inform you when the surgery is done.” She said, and Eun-sun nodded appreciatively. She glanced at Dan-Han, and they made their way to the elevator.
Dan-Han pressed the elevator button when he observed it was coming up to the floor they were. But the moment the door opened, they were surprised to see Yong-Gun and his minion inside it.
“Lee Dan-Han,” Yong-Gun called with an impish smile as he stepped out of it.
“Mr. Kim,” Dan-Han curtly called his name back with no reverence whatsoever.
The man’s countenance slightly shifted, but a smile returned to his face as he glanced at Eun-sun, shackled to Dan-Han’s side.
“I see you brought your lady. I heard what happened to you. It must be painful. You should be careful around here.” He meaningfully said, but Dan-Han maintained his signatory aloof look on his face.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Dan-Han replied and walked into the elevator, his hand pulling Eun-sun after him.
Eun-sun observed Yong-Gun’s fiendish gaze on her, and she darted her eyes away from him, not because she was scared, but because Dan-Han was sending her a message by tightening his grip on her hand. She had not bothered to greet him because she wasn’t going to pretend and act like she didn’t know he was the one who had almost had her killed just yesterday and was responsible for her family’s predicament.
“What is he doing here?” Eun-sun asked Dan-Han the moment the elevator door closed.
“It’s only natural for him to be here since he’s family.”
Family? Eun-sun didn’t think he was family. He was an enemy.
“But-”
“Leave him be. Let’s focus on your father’s surgery..” Dan-Han interjected her.
Eun-sun peeked a glance at Dan-Han. Her brows furrowed when she registered the stoic look on his face.
Was he planning something?
“Dan-Han, what are you up to?” She asked, believing he had something in his head, especially with her evil uncle’s presence.
Dan-Han sighed. “Nothing.” He replied, but Eun-sun suspiciously glanced at him. She wasn’t sure if she should believe him as he always seemed to have something going on in his head.
“Wouldn’t he be in trouble now that that man is here?” She asked, looking at Dan-Han nervously.
Dan-Han pulled her close and kissed her forehead. “Your dad will be fine,” was all he said, and Eun-sun furrowed her brows as she kept staring at him.
She sighed as she tried to dismiss her suspicion and think about her father. She was scared like everybody else, but she believed everything would be fine.
She was sure her father would make it, even though his secret enemy was present.
She hoped nothing would go wrong.
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Hey guys! How are you all?
I’m sorry for the inconsistency in update. It isn’t intentional, and like I said in the last chapter, there’s heavy flooding in my country, currently I’m among the displaced people who the flood has taken their homes.
The past few days has been hard, but I know it’s a phase. Power is out in the state I live, and it’s so difficult to power up gadgets as it is.
Only the CEO’S BABYMOMMA is being updated daily as it’s still within the four months of my sighed premium, and my friend who I’m collaborating with has been of great assistance.
This book was meant to end this month, but I’m afraid, it won’t because of the situation. I won’t lie that I’m not scared, because I really am. I almost lost my mum to the flood a few days ago.
I’ll be back to daily updates, as soon as all this over. But whenever I can, I’ll try to put out more chaps.
Thanks for your understanding.
Da_Rose.