THE WIFE CONTRACT OF THE WEALTHY FAMILY

THE DNA TEST OF THE WEALTHY FAMILY

THE WEALTHY FAMILY

Chapter 8: "DNA TEST DAY" ∼

7:00am. One week later. Kang Group Tower. Basement Parking.

Ha-rin couldn’t breathe.

Today was the day.

The court-approved DNA test. 9:00am at Seoul Central Hospital.

Ji-hoon, Ji-woo, and her. All in the same room.

She was wearing all black. Trying to be invisible.

Her hands shook as she held Ji-woo’s favorite snack. He didn’t know why they were going.

Ji-hoon told her it was a "doctor’s checkup for superheroes."

The Genesis was already waiting.

Driver door opened. Not the driver.

Fu Ji-hoon. In a black suit. No tie. Sleeves rolled up.

He looked like he hadn’t slept either.

"Get in," he said. Voice low.

Ha-rin slid in. Ji-woo was already in the back, singing to his toy car.

The moment Ji-hoon sat, the car felt smaller. Tenser.

"Did you sleep?" he asked.

"No."

"Me neither."

Silence.

Then Ji-hoon reached over and took her hand. Just for 3 seconds.

Squeezed it. Let go.

"We go in together. We come out together. Understand?"

Ha-rin nodded. "Clause 8.1."

"Not just Clause 8.1," he muttered. "You."

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8:55am. Seoul Central Hospital. VIP Wing.

Tae-joon was already there.

Black suit. Sunglasses. A smirk that didn’t reach his eyes.

Beside him: Choi Soo-ah. In white. Looking like she came for a photoshoot, not a DNA test.

The second they saw Ji-hoon walk in with Ha-rin and Ji-woo... their faces dropped.

"Well," Tae-joon said, standing. "The happy family."

Ji-hoon didn’t smile. "Tae-joon. Soo-ah. You’re early."

"I have a right to be here," Tae-joon said. Eyes flicking to Ji-woo. "He has my eyes."

Ji-woo hid behind Ha-rin’s leg. "Mama?"

Ha-rin’s heart broke. She crouched down. "It’s okay baby. Just a quick swab. Like brushing teeth."

Tae-joon laughed. "Brushing teeth? This will decide who his real father is."

Ji-hoon stepped forward. One step. That was all.

Tae-joon shut up.

A nurse came out. "We can do this now. 3 people. Private room."

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Inside. 9:10am.

White room. Cold.

One chair. One cotton swab. One envelope for results.

Ji-woo was scared of the swab. He started crying.

"Don't! Mama!"

Ha-rin picked him up immediately. "Shh. It’s okay. It’s just to help us. Remember superheroes get tested too?"

Ji-hoon was on the other side of the room, phone out. Recording.

"For legal purposes," he said flatly. "In case anyone tries to tamper with this."

Tae-joon’s jaw ticked. "You don’t trust the process?"

"I don’t trust you," Ji-hoon said.

The nurse did Ji-woo first. He cried, but Ha-rin sang to him.

Then Tae-joon. He did it with a smile.

Then Ji-hoon. Quick. Professional.

Done.

"Results in 5 business days," the nurse said. "We will email all 3 parties."

5 days.

5 days of hell.

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10:30am. Outside the Hospital.

The second they stepped out, cameras flashed.

Paparazzi.

"CEO FU! IS THAT YOUR WIFE?"

"MR. PARK! IS THE CHILD YOURS?"

"MRS. FU! COMMENT!"

Clause 8.1. Public appearance.

Ji-hoon moved fast. He put an arm around Ha-rin’s shoulder. Pulled her in.

Possessive. Public.

With his other hand he shielded Ji-woo’s face.

"Get in the car," he told Ha-rin.

Tae-joon was posing for the cameras. "No comment yet. We’re waiting for results."

Soo-ah was crying for the cameras. "This is so unfair to my oppa!"

Ha-rin’s head was spinning.

In the car, Ji-woo fell asleep immediately from crying.

Ha-rin stared out the window.

"You did good," Ji-hoon said suddenly.

She turned. "He has Tae-joon’s eyes, CEO-nim. You know that."

Ji-hoon was quiet for a long time.

"Then we fight for 5 days," he said. "And after that... we fight for 5 years if we have to."

Ha-rin blinked. "This is still a contract."

"Is it?" Ji-hoon looked at her. Really looked.

"Because you’re the only one I want in that seat next to me. Contract or not."

The car went silent again. But this time it wasn’t cold.

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11:59pm. Fu Mansion. Ha-rin's Room.

Her phone buzzed.

Unknown number:

We have the results early. Meet me. 12am. Rooftop. Or I leak them to the press. -T

Ha-rin’s blood went cold.

He got them early. How?

She looked at her door. Then at Ji-woo sleeping in the next room.

Clause 8.1: "come to me first. Not him. Me."

She grabbed her coat.

TO BE CONTINUED...