Irsa's heart broke more for her children's misery than her situation. Neither Min Jun nor Mehmet deserves it.
Mehmet buried his face in his mother's shoulder and cried bitterly. She was shorter than him. More fragile than him. But her shoulder was the only safest place he ever had in his world.
The tall boy bending down to seek comfort in his mother's shoulder was a pitiful sight for anyone.
Wang Ji Hoon hated he was the cause of his son's pain.
Miray understood her brother's pain and hugged him silently. She held her mother and brother as she wished to protect them. They were the most important people in her life.
She did not even know when she started to cry more. But she also felt that her Min Jun Oppa was staying away from her because of her father. There was a period she used to believe her Min Jun Oppa hated her. But she knew he did not but was simply staying away for his reasons.
"Mehmet…" Wang Ji Hoon did not know what to say.
