Until today, I was a person with no appetite due to indigestion, but by the evening, I had become an early pregnant person with morning sickness.
As I continue to look at the ultrasound images, Choi Sung-hoon has been talking to me.
âBecause you are in the early stages of your pregnancy, you need to be well rested and fully stable. I hope you donât go to work from now on.â
âI wonât be able to request a vacation right away, so Iâll call the boss tomorrow and tell him Iâll be taking a break.â
I sympathized with Choi Sung-hoonâs words because I am a recessive Omega who has been taking all kinds of drugs. The truth is that Iâm considering leaving the company, but I didnât say anything because I was afraid of burdening Choi Seong-hoon.
He left the hospital room, saying he would adjust his business trip schedule. When I was alone, I looked at the ultrasound image and took the photos.
First, I sent a picture to the boss and made a phone call. The boss congratulated me and told me to take a break tomorrow and return on Monday. He asked about the hospitalâs location and said that he would pay me a visit later.
After that, I sent it to Won-jo and shared it on social media. I attached an ultrasound picture, a baby emoticon wrapped in a swaddling bag, and a heart emoticon. Immediately there were several comments and my phone rang.
The names of my ex-boyfriends on the screen bothered me a little.
While I was refusing to answer each phone call, Won-jo sent a message.
[Hey, Iâm pregnant with Choi Seong-hoonâs child. Choi Seong-hoon is going to marry me]
Won-jo [Are you filming a morning drama? ]
Won-jo [Itâs only been 7 hours since you broke up⊠]
Only seven hours? Unbelievable.
As I remembered things from this morning to this evening, my body became tired in an instant.
I lay down on the bed with the ultrasound picture in my hands. As I alternated between looking at the drop of sap and the bean-like fetus in the ultrasound picture, the door to the hospital room opened.
Choi Sung-hoon entered the room with a frown on his face.
âWe moved up the entry, but we couldnât delay the departure date. While I am away, the writer will be by your side.â
âNo, no. Donât do that.â
I became contemplative and shook my head quickly in response to his words.
Choi Sung-hoonâs parents think Iâm not a good fit for their son⊠I couldnât meet them because Iâm pregnant now and need to avoid stress.
âYou donât need to be worried about me here. Theyâre probably tired from their trip, so tell them to rest. Iâll tell Won-jo to come. Heâll probably come because heâs unemployed.â
Choi Sung-hoon frowned openly.
âShould I call Sung-hyun?â
âNo, He said heâd be busy with college.â
âIf I tell him to come, he will come.â
Choi Sung-hoon, who hates Won-jo, decided to sacrifice his younger brother. I didnât stop Choi Sung-hoon because it was fine if it was Sung-hyun.
Choi Sung-hoon sat on the bed and gazed down at me with warm eyes. I liked the person who was angry like fire before, but I also liked Choi Seong-hoon, who was now as warm as the spring sun.
Choi Sung-hoon tried to help me as soon as I got up. I sat across from him.
âLetâs decide the names of the fetus first. Do you have anything in mind?â
ââŠIsnât it too early to decide on a name?â
âWhat do you mean. I need a name to call it. I couldnât just call it the fetus every time it did something.â
Choi Sung-hoonâs warm eyes fell again. I avoided that complicated gaze by looking down at the ultrasound image. The fetus, who was white against a black background, was so cute and lovely.
I was trembling with the ultrasound picture.
âYou look so cute. You look like a bean. Iâll call you Kongkongi (beans).â
âLook at the buried face. So cute⊠Shall I change the name to Gyomdaengi (cutie)? Which one do you like, Kongkongi or Gyomdaengi, Choi Sung-hoon ssi?â
Choi Sung-hoon didnât look at the ultrasound image; instead, he fixated on my face.
âAnything Seo-yu ssi wants. I like anything.â
âWe have to decide together. Choi Sung-hoon ssi will also call it with the name.â
Choi Seong-hoon pondered two candidates for the fetus name. It appears that making a decision is difficult for someone who was as sharp as a knife like him.
âWhat about another name? In an ordinary name.â
âUm, if itâs hard to choose, shall we go with Gyomdaengi (cutie)? Because itâs so cute. Gyomdaengi (cutie), try saying it.â
â⊠I like Kongkongi (beans).â
âYeah, I like it too. Kongkongi.â
Choi Sung-hoon made a wrinkle on the forehead and chose it. I also liked Kongkongi, so I decided to give it this nickname. I immediately sent a message to Won-jo.
[My name is Kongkongi~~~~]
And I uploaded it on social media and edited my profile to be [Kongkongi]. I know it was decided too quickly, but it seemed that my heart wouldnât be restless if this was the case.
I changed my profile picture to the ultrasound image, but I kept getting calls and had to reject them in an inconvenient manner.
Choi Sung-hoon, who was watching my actions, held out his hand. I handed him the phone after he pointed it out with his eyes. Choi Sung-hoon naturally rejected the incoming call and blocked it right away. Then he went into the call log and rejected each call one by one. For a brief moment, I was taken aback by the absurdity.
âWhat are you doing now?â
âBlocking out the trash that Seo-yu ssi had encountered in the past. Itâs a lot more than I expected.â
âI have endured this for a long time. Please bear with me even if I donât have the right to do so. Iâm going to block them all and return the phone to you.â
Choi Sung-hoon shamelessly continued to block.
I rolled my eyes because I was dumbfounded next to him. What was ridiculous was that my heart was pounding at this shameless behavior.
If Choi Sung-hoon returns my phone, Iâll look into when I can begin having sex while pregnantâŠ
Sex seems to be possible only after a while.
Professor Chae, the doctor, returned in the evening and told me that I would have to stay in the hospital for at least another month. I wanted to ask if it was really that serious, but I didnât because I was afraid it was.
The doctor predicted that various tests would continue for several days. There was a test that require me to take a medicine today in order to be able to do a test a few days later, so I ate some medicines after eating.
âWeâll do a few more tests as the number of weeks of the fetus increases. Iâll do my best, but-.â
âItâs not the fetus. Itâs Kongkongi.â
I cut off the doctorâs words. And he rested his face on Choi Sung-hoonâs hard forearm, who was listening with a stiff face.
âWe decided together. Itâs Kongkongi.â
â⊠So you already named⊠the fetus.â
The doctor was so surprised that he couldnât speak properly. The doctorâs eyes looking at Choi Sung-hoon were shaking as if an earthquake had occurred. Choi Sung-hoon had his usual blunt eyes.
âThe fetus name, donât you feel itâs too early?â
âI didnât even know it existed until now. Itâs already been at least 11 weeks, but itâs rather late.â
âHowever, in this situation, we donât know what will happen.â
âWhat do you mean you donât know? Kongkongi goes well with both girls and boys.â
I answered, but the doctor was only looking at Choi Sung-hoon. I really didnât like him in many ways.
Choi Sung-hoon put his finger on my lips as I clenched them. As if I had been blunt, he looked at me with a warm gaze and said.
âYou need a name to call it. Because every time it did something, I canât call it a fetus.â
Choi Sung-hoonâs expression, which was exactly what I said earlier, was warm and gentle.
However, my anxious heart was not comforted. Because the doctorâs face froze even more when he heard that answer.
âLetâs talk for a moment.â
The doctor called only Choi Sung-hoon outside. I didnât like it and hoped Choi Sung-hoon would reject it, but Choi Sung-hoon stood up without saying anything.
âIâll be right back.â
He went out with the doctor and caressed me with his finger in my mouth.
I had to suffer from anxiety and ominous thoughts when I was left alone.
âSo, just in case donât give it any affection.â
âYou must remember, Director. Donât give it any affectionâŠâ
The doctor arrived and started saying things that made me nervous right away. It was a word that bothered me so much.
What does it mean to not give affection? Does it have nothing to do with me? A work story that only they know. If this was not the caseâŠ
After stroking my lower abdomen and looking at the ultrasound picture once, I couldnât stand it and got up.
I put on my slippers and slowly pushed the IV stand toward the door. When I put my ear close to the closed door, I could hear a voice, but it was too small to understand.
Theyâll notice if I open the door, but Iâm curious about the contentsâŠ
I whined after hitting my head against the door, but I eventually gave up and turned around because all I could hear was whispering.
âOrdinary people are different from you, Director!â
But then I heard the doctor outside the door shouting. I simply stopped.
âYou usually become attached quickly and are devastated when it is taken away.â The director should be aware of this, especially for people who experience severe emotional ups and downs.â
I put my hand over my mouth to keep even my breathing from leaking out.
⊠After a while, Choi Sung-hoon answered.
Choi Seong-hoonâs voice was muffled. As if speaking from the depths of the abyss.
I walked over to the bed. I lay down carefully and covered my neck with a blanket.
I searched for âdrugs I took without knowing I was pregnantâ and âcontraceptives while pregnantâ on my cell phone, but I soon stopped.
I remembered a heartbeat graph that was barely moving in a silent hospital room.
Even if I wanted to know what the doctor and Choi Sung-hoon were talking about, I couldnât.
I put my hand on my lower abdomen. It was too flat to have a life inside. I didnât realize I was pregnant because Iâve been using contraception regularly and never paid attention to the signs. I would have felt something strange if my stomach had been showing a little more, but I never imagined it.
I should have known if no one else did. He must have been furious at me for tormenting Kongkongi so badly.
I wiped away the stinging tears as quickly as I could. Choi Sung-hoon has a lot of money, so he would go to any length to use the best medical technology. I was sorry to hold him accountable for what had occurred as a result of my fault, but there was nothing I could do but hope.