Chapter 100
The doctor exhaled short sighs repeatedly, unable to grasp where to begin his explanation. He opened and closed his lips several times. Having seemingly organized his thoughts, he finally managed to speak.
“I personally delivered the infertility diagnosis to patient Yoo Cheong-yeon when he was hospitalized. However, even after you completed discharge procedures, our internal team continued to review your medical records and charts in ongoing discussions.”
“…”
Cheong-yeon stared intently at the doctor’s wrinkled mouth and the subtly trembling muscles around his eyes.
“During this process, we discovered an overseas case where a Recessive Omega, diagnosed infertile due to excessive suppressant use, later became pregnant. This was a rare case not yet reported domestically.”
“Why… wasn’t this discovered when I was hospitalized?”
“Both domestically and internationally, medical information about Alphas and Omegas is overwhelmingly focused on Dominant types. Research cases for Recessive types are extremely limited compared to other traits. That’s why our hospital treated you, patient Yoo Cheong-yeon, under the assumption that you were a regular Omega rather than a Recessive one.”
“…”
“Even the suppressants sold on the market are mostly designed for regular or Dominant types. We belatedly discovered overseas cases showing that Recessive Omegas, even after long-term suppressant use, may see side effects disappear due to trait differences once they stop taking the medication.”
The doctor avoided direct eye contact with Cheong-yeon, looking away.
“…”
“…”
Even after the explanation ended, Cheong-yeon remained silent for a while.
Intellectually, he understood what the doctor was saying, but the reality of it wouldn’t quite sink in.
“So you’re saying… I could potentially get pregnant?”
Cheong-yeon muttered as if he couldn’t believe it. The doctor carefully corrected his statement.
“To be more precise, it’s closer to saying there’s a possibility that you might not be infertile.”
“Then why wasn’t I told immediately? It doesn’t make sense that Director Moon Do-heon knew before I did.”
“The hospital contacted patient Yoo Cheong-yeon as soon as we discovered this case, but there was no response.”
Ah. Only then did Cheong-yeon recall that right after deciding to divorce Do-heon, he had blocked the numbers of everyone associated with him.
“So we ended up contacting your spouse, the Director. I-I heard that he’s no longer your spouse now, though…”
“So the Director has known about this fact for quite some time already.”
Cheong-yeon laughed emptily. He shifted his gaze from the doctor to Do-heon, who stood with his arms crossed.
He blinked slowly, like someone witnessing something that had nothing to do with him.
His calmness made Cheong-yeon sick to his stomach.
“You should have at least told me. Why… how could you suddenly bring me to the hospital and unilaterally demand I take a test?”
“If I had told you?”
“…”
“Would you have come this far?”
Do-heon lifted the brim of his baseball cap slightly and looked down at Cheong-yeon. It sounded as if he was asking himself, not Cheong-yeon.
“…Obviously I wouldn’t have.”
Cheong-yeon answered deliberately, clenching his molars.
Do-heon arrogantly nodded, as if he didn’t care at all about Cheong-yeon’s response.
“Take the test.”
Cheong-yeon stared intently into Do-heon’s eyes, shadowed beneath the cap’s brim. Emotionless eyes with unreadable intentions. Today, his dry, black pupils felt disturbingly uncomfortable.
Cheong-yeon stepped backward, shaking his head.
“No. I won’t do it now.”
Despite Cheong-yeon’s firm refusal, Do-heon strode forward, closing the distance between them.
“If you became pregnant during my rut period, this is my business too.”
“…”
The moment he heard the word “child” again, Cheong-yeon’s heart began to pound fiercely.
Could he really be pregnant? Cheong-yeon lowered his head, staring intensely at his own flat stomach.
Come to think of it, things had been strange over the past few weeks. His manager had repeatedly emphasized that he shouldn’t drink until the drama filming was completely finished, and Do-heon had either postponed their Friday appointments or, even when they met as scheduled, cleverly avoided sex.
It had all been calculated behavior.
“…”
How on earth had Do-heon kept this a secret until now? This was complete deception.
Suddenly, their last rut cycle together came to mind. In the bedroom, the two had shared countless intimate moments for nearly a week.
The fact that Cheong-yeon hadn’t been concerned about Do-heon ejaculating without contraception was partly because they had always done so throughout their married life, and crucially, because he had believed at the time that he couldn’t possibly have children.
In the end, his own complacency was also entangled in this situation.
When that thought reached him, Cheong-yeon became suddenly afraid. What if he really was carrying his child?
If the test results confirmed pregnancy, what would happen to him next? And to the child?
Cheong-yeon looked between Do-heon and the medical staff with confused eyes.
No matter how hard he tried to think, nothing came to mind about what would happen next, as if he had hit a wall.
“What are you doing? I asked for the test to proceed.”
Even knowing that Cheong-yeon still couldn’t accept the situation, Do-heon instructed the medical staff without any hesitation. Cheong-yeon felt his breath catching.
Was this the reason behind all of Do-heon’s kindness toward him? He had let Cheong-yeon go thinking he couldn’t have children, but when he learned pregnancy might be possible, he regretted it?
If so, it would explain why Do-heon had suddenly changed his attitude after the divorce and started hovering around Cheong-yeon.
From his perspective, it must have been regrettable. Do-heon had wanted a child more than anyone to solidify his position within the JT Group. Though they were already divorced, it would have been more convenient for him in many ways to have Cheong-yeon, someone he had once lived with, bear his child.
So, all the attention and consideration he had shown over the past few months… it was all simply because of a child.
The tingling moments and emotions experienced at the campsite felt like lies. All the events that had happened just today seemed to sink deep into his memory, as if they had never existed at all.
As Cheong-yeon stood there without saying anything for a long time, the doctor and nurse quietly exchanged glances.
“As per the Director’s instructions, we will proceed with the examination.”
The terrible loneliness and coldness he had felt in the hospital room in the past seeped into his body in the present.
Cheong-yeon clenched his fists to hide his hands, which had begun to tremble at some point.
The Do-heon who had been so affectionate toward him seemed to have vanished—in the examination room, he was infinitely cold and businesslike.
It was all my delusion.
Foolishly, he had thought Do-heon genuinely cared for him to some extent. He had thought Do-heon had changed from before, but the cold reality was waking him up from his illusion.
Do-heon’s indifference was so terrible that Cheong-yeon felt pathetic and miserable for being deceived again, even after divorcing him.
Despair pressed down on his entire body, as if he had returned to the hospital bed where he had received the infertility diagnosis before the divorce.
Cheong-yeon checked the glowing monitors and machinery in the examination room, deliberately ignoring the tightness in his solar plexus.
“I’ll take the test alone, without any guardian present.”
After much deliberation, he concluded that having learned about his potential fertility, he would need to take the test eventually, if not now.
“Please allow me to do so… please…”
At Cheong-yeon’s desperate tone, the doctor turned toward where Do-heon was standing.
“…Director. If you wait outside, we’ll guide you back in immediately after the examination.”
It was a request for him to step back at this point. Do-heon remained silent for a few seconds, leaning on the back of the chair in front of him as if contemplating.
“Very well.”
Eventually agreeing, he left the examination room, guided by the nurse. Only the doctor and the pale-faced Cheong-yeon remained in the cold room.
*
Cheong-yeon opened the door roughly and came out. Upon seeing Do-heon talking on the phone in front of the examination room, he immediately threw the results he had just received at him.
“You’ve confirmed it, so are we done now?”
According to the test results, Cheong-yeon was not pregnant.
Along with relief, a sense of betrayal toward Do-heon crossed his mind simultaneously, making his legs tremble.
Do-heon calmly picked up the results Cheong-yeon had thrown and read the contents. Then he looked at the doctor who was standing anxiously by the door.
Only after seeing the doctor silently shake his head did Do-heon accept the results. The stiff paper crumpled in his hand.
“Explain now. Why go to such lengths? Why did you hide it?”
Cheong-yeon stood in front of Do-heon, looking up at him with eyes that seemed about to cry.
“If I had known there was a possibility of pregnancy, I would never have done such things with you.”
“I think I’ve said this several times already. I wanted you to return home.”
It was such an irrational answer that Cheong-yeon felt outrage boiling inside him beyond mere indignation.
“If you learned such important information, you should have told me first! When you first received the call from the hospital! You should have informed me that I might not be infertile!”
Cheong-yeon shouted, as if releasing all the emotions he had been suppressing until now.
“I… that day in the hospital room, feeling how useless a human being I was…!”
The sentence he couldn’t finish scattered in the air.
“Initially, I planned to tell you. But it seemed pointless to try to persuade you with that information.”
“So your choice was this low-level thinking—that if you got me pregnant against my will, I would come back to you?”
Cheong-yeon’s tear-filled eyes trembled like aspen leaves.
Even in this situation, Cheong-yeon hoped Do-heon would deny it, that he wasn’t that much of a terrible person. Foolishly, he wished there was some other plausible reason he didn’t know about.
“Yes.”
“…”
“I intended to bring you back to my home, even if it meant getting you pregnant against your will.”
Shattering such hopes, Do-heon admitted it with chilling composure. As if he had simply done what had to be done.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
