Chapter thirteen(13)
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Chapter 13
Before anyone could answer, the front door suddenly opened.
A familiar female voice echoed through the house.
“Mom! I’m hungry!”
His mom smiled.
“Speak of the devil.”
A young woman walked into the dining area, carrying a large handbag. She was dressed in a colorful outfit, and her hair was neatly styled, although a few strands clung to her forehead.
She stopped the moment she saw Hyun-woo.
A mischievous smile appeared on her face.
“Well, well, well. Look who we have here.”
She dropped her bag onto the floor.
“The one-handed man.”
“Soo-Jin!” their mother scolded. “You talk too much.”
Soo-Jin shrugged.
“I’m a hairdresser. Talking is part of my profession.”
Hyun-woo laughed.
“At least I don’t smell like shampoo all day.”
Soo-Jin’s smile disappeared.
“You!”
She pointed at him.
“If not for your injured hand, I would have killed you.”
“You can’t.”
Soo-Jin narrowed her eyes.
“Don’t test me.”
Their mother shook her head as the two continued bickering.
“Both of you, sit down and eat.”
Soo-Jin pulled out a chair and sat.
“Where’s my food?”
“You came home late,” their mother replied.
“So?”
“So you should serve yourself.”
“Mom! You know how much I hate serving food.”
Hyun-woo burst out laughing.
“You should have seen your face.”
“Shut up.”
Soo-Jin glared at him before turning to their mother.
“Mom, you’re only treating me like this because your last-born is back, right?”
“Definitely not,” their father said calmly.
Soo-Jin’s face brightened.
“See?”
Her father smiled.
“You’re Daddy’s favorite.”
She immediately got up and hugged him.
“Dad is the only person who loves me in this family.”
Everyone burst into laughter.
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After dinner, the family moved to the sitting room to watch the evening news.
Hyun-woo sat comfortably on the couch while his brother took the seat beside him.
“So, how is everything at school?” his brother asked.
“It’s fine.”
His brother glanced at his injured hand.
“And how bad is it?”
“Not too bad.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I just need some rest, and it’ll heal.”
His brother nodded.
“Then you should get some rest. Don’t try to prove anything.”
Hyun-woo smiled.
“Look at you, giving advice.”
His brother chuckled.
“I cut people’s hair for a living. That doesn’t mean I don’t have wisdom.”
Soo-Jin immediately turned toward them.
“You messed up Mr. Kim’s haircut last week.”
Her brother’s expression changed.
“You…”
“That was one time!”
Soo-Jin laughed.
Hyun-woo looked between them.
“How did it happen?”
Soo-Jin answered before her brother could.
“He shaved one side too much.”
Hyun-woo burst out laughing.
His brother shook his head.
“He moved while I was cutting it.”
“You’re still blaming him?” Soo-Jin asked.
Their mother covered her face.
“Please. We just finished eating.”
Everyone burst into laughter again.
For the first time since his injury, Hyun-woo felt the heaviness in his chest begin to fade.
There was no crowded university dorm.
No pressure from basketball.
No coach watching his every movement.
Just home.
And for tonight, that was enough.
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