Sung Jin Woo's Dad Novels & Stories

Silence followed again and Soon Soo-Yun started playing with her food, while also stealing glances at Jun-Sang. "So Soo-Yun, you didn't tell me about your family. What's your father doing?" Mr. Kang asked while drinking his drink. Soo-Yun placed her plate on the table and turned her attention toward Mr. Kang. "My dad died in a car accident." She stated, without blinking an eye or showing any emotions. Jun-Sang gave her a sad look while Mr. Kang was startled by what was happening. "I'm sorry for your loss… I am truly sorry to hear that…" Soo-Yun only shook her head before smiling weakly. "What was your father's name?" Mr. Kang continued.

Jeong begins introducing me “Rae this is Woo Soo Yun my father and acting head of the family. Father, this is Rae my one and only lifetime bonded woman.” His father responded “Ah yes, Ms Rae. We’ve meet before. Pleasure to meet you again.” noticing Jeong’s confused expression his father informs him “I was the one who let her loose after her healing. You should be thankful she decided to help you otherwise you would not have been able to claim her.” Jeong shocked “Did you...” Before he could finish his father stepped in “Yes and don’t worry. I’ve already removed the part where Ms Rae removed the shock netting from your body. I promise no evidence of her power will be made public. But I do adm

) But sitting here, eating stew, listening to his mom roast his dad… (Yeah… this time, I won’t take this for granted.) His dad suddenly spoke between bites. “Oh, by the way are you excited for your new school tomorrow?” Joonwoo paused, spoon halfway to his mouth. He looked at his father, deadpan. Inside, though, his thoughts were spinning. (You stupid old man... If I didn’t remember my past life, I’d be begging to transfer schools by now.) (You think you enrolled me in some chill neighborhood academy, but no, you signed me up for Taeyang Technical High.)

Trying to make out the time, he peeked at the clock with one eye shut, sighing, and decided 6 am was too early to stand up. The chilly breeze swayed the hanging planes in his ceiling, his eyes swerving to the pictures of basketball icons, from Michael Jordan to Haneul Lee, Suho’s dad. Winter air whispered to him, sinking further into his comforter, lulling him to sleep. Haneul Lee, Suho’s father, born and raised in Seoul.

"Yes, I'm fine mom, why do you ask?" "Nothing, maybe you were just spacing out." Mrs. Jeong replied, smiling at her. "Oh, yeah, I guess I was." Jung-Hoon held her hand and patted gently. "What do you think about talking with your parents, Syanja?" Mr. Jeong asked, making her let out a deep sigh. "Dad, I am gonna talk to them soon. As you all know my father isn't doing well these days and he needs some time to recover." Mr. Jeong smiled and nodded his head. "Sure." **************

fine," Sung-ho answered somehow, his hands were shaking because of that ugly memory. He pressed his hands together forcefully under the desk, ignoring the pain running through his nerves Choi Dea looked at him with slight worry, wondering why he was sweating so hard. After he explained everything what happened with her sister and him, even though she wasn't sure whether it was truth or not, her expression softened a bit. She also noticed how he had reacted when she had mentioned his father Shi-woo. So she assumed that the relationship between Mafia son and father might not be good "Thank you for your explanation about Joo-eun," she said after a moment. "And I would prefer if you don't tell a

But when everything I'd sacrificed got thrown back in my face by my own son, when he treated it like something shameful, that was when I realized all my effort had become a joke. "Honey…" Caden swallowed hard, and his eyes filled with anguish. "I'm sorry. This is my fault. I haven't paid enough attention to how you feel. We won't get divorced, okay? Give me a chance. Let me make this up to you." "Daddy, is Mommy leaving us?" Felix finally grasped how serious this was. He ran over crying and wrapped his arms around Caden's leg. "Then who's going to make me food…"

"Whether he mistreats her or not isn't proven by what he says. It's proven by what he has done over the last five years." That person froze. The entire office fell dead silent. The teacher looked at me as if she wanted to ask me something, but she ultimately kept it to herself and placed my withdrawal application at the corner of her desk. I turned on my heel and left the office. The school corridor stretched out ahead of me. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, creating a checkered pattern of light and dark across the linoleum floor. When I walked past the Wall of Fame, I caught the photograph prominently displayed in the center. My father, Ian Smith, stood to one side while his stepso

The detective let him do the conversation because she has no social skills in interacting with strangers. "Very well, thank you for your time,'' Jae Min ended the call. "How is it?", Troy asked fidgetily. "They said they will be available tomorrow because they were outside of Theister today", Jae Min said casually. "Woah, when did you get their mobile numbers?", Troy looked at Jae Min curiously. "Oh I searched it online, apparently Yoo Jae Sung's parents are awfully famous", Jae Min replied. "Yoo Jae Sung's father is a famous businessman who developed the newest brand of Sex droid, while his mother is a news reporter".

“I am asking a lot from you. Are you fine being a father? I also want you to say that the child is yours. Bo Ji Won will help us fake the DNA reports. In case the child turns out to be Ong Han Bin’s, you don’t have to do anything.” “Even if the father is your ex-fiance, I still want to be the father.” Jung Kwang Soo lowers his brows as he looks into her dark eyes. “That man ran away on the wedding day. He doesn’t deserve to be a part of your life again.” “Fine.” She gives him a faint smile. “Cook something delicious for me. I am starving." Nodding his head, Jung Kwang Soo heads toward the kitchen. The tears that he has been holding back roll out of his eyes. He sniffles. Why are these things