ON THE first day of Lim Garam’s heat, Song Sihyuk didn’t leave his wife’s side.
Fortunately, his pheromones were enough to help his Oga fall asleep.
It’s better for Lim Garam to sleep the pain away than get overdosed on painkillers.
Fortunately, on the second day of Lim Garam’s heat, the Oga finally had the appetite to eat. The pain had already subsided. But he still couldn’t move his body properly.
Hence, Song Sihyuk helped his wife with everything— even in taking a bath.
He didn’t mind because he loved taking care of his Oga.
"Hyung, I think I can get by without your pheromones now," Lim Garam said when he tucked him in bed after helping him get changed into his fresh set of (hospital) pajamas. "You can go to work tomorrow. I’ll be fine."
"Nonsense," Song Sihyuk said sternly. "If my people can’t run the company for a few days without , then I might as well fire them all."
"But Hyung..."
"It’s really fine, Garam-ah. Look, I even set up an office here. I can work remotely in the anti."
"I’m sorry for being an inconvenience, Hyung."
"Don’t say that. You’re my wife, Lim Garam. It’s only natural for to take care of you, especially when you’re sick."
Lim Garam didn’t say anything, but he gave Song Sihyuk a smile full of gratitude.
He’s touched.
"Thank you, Hyung."
"It’s not sothing you need to thank for, babe."
"I’m still grateful," Lim Garam said. "Hyung, did the company already release a statent regarding what happened to ?"
"Yes, I already asked Myung Hyesu to take care of everything related to your work," Song Sihyuk said. "The company released a statent saying that you fainted due to shock. They already assured the fan that you weren’t hurt, but you still need to rest."
"Oh. That’s a relief then."
"Your schedule for the next two weeks is also canceled."
"But Hyung, I can’t miss those brand deals..."
"They’re not going to fire you just because you can’t shoot. I’ll make sure of it."
Lim Garam remained frowning, clearly not happy with missing work.
"Garam-ah, you’re in heat. We don’t know how long it’s going to last. How can you work in that state?"
"I know that, Hyung. But can’t I throw a tantrum?"
Pfft.
Why is my wife so cute?
"Alright," Song Sihyuk said, smiling while shaking his head. "Go ahead and be upset."
"I’m not in the mood to be upset anymore," Lim Garam said stubbornly, making Song Sihyuk laugh. His wife just rolled his eyes at his reaction, and then he asked: "Hyung, you’ve already caught my attacker, right?"
"Yes, that bitch is already behind bars."
Lim Garam frowned as if he didn’t like how Song Sihyuk addressed the attacker.
But he didn’t take it back, and he didn’t apologize for the harsh word that he used either.
I don’t have an ounce of respect for the person who attacked my wife.
"Did she say why she attacked ?"
"She said it was just a prank."
"But Dr. Seong said the chemical used by the attacker was heat-inducing. Does she also know that I’m an Oga now?"
"We’re still trying to figure that out."
Song Sihyuk was being vague on purpose because he didn’t want Lim Garam to get stressed about his attacker.
"Hyung, that person is scary."
Song Sihyuk clenched his jaw tight. "Don’t worry. I’ll make sure she’ll never get near you again."
"She knows that I’m married to a chaebol."
"What?"
"I’m sorry I didn’t say sooner, but she actually put a sticky note on the album," Lim Garam said, pausing for a mont before he continued. This ti, there was hesitation in his voice. "Plus, she also left a note saying that Hyung is sabotaging my career."
Fucking hell.
Song Sihyuk clenched his hands tight.
That bitch knows too much.
"Of course, I don’t believe it."
Oh.
Okay, that made Song Sihyuk sigh in relief.
"Why would I believe a stranger I t for the first ti?" Lim Garam sighed. "But I’m worried, Hyung. She knows that I’m married to you. And if she’s trying to sabotage our marriage, is it safe to assu that she has a grudge against us?"
"It sounds like she has a grudge against ."
"Against you, Hyung?"
"I pissed off a lot of people around , so it makes more sense that you were targeted because they wanted to have their revenge on ."
Lim Garam tilted his head to one side. "I know it’s polite to disagree with what Hyung had just said, but I can’t do it because you’re right. You have a lot of enemies, and I don’t. Well, not that I’m aware of, at least."
"I’m sorry you got dragged just because you’re my wife."
"It’s alright, Hyung. I know you’ll take care of it anyway."
"This won’t happen again— I promise."
Lim Garam nodded. "I trust you, Hyung."
Song Sihyuk felt a pang in his chest that he didn’t quite understand.
Was it guilt?
Because Lim Garam trusts ?
It was supposed to be a good thing, but it made his heart heavy for so reason.
No, let’s not think about it in the anti.
Song Sihyuk was about to ask Lim Garam what he wanted for dinner to change the topic, but he was interrupted when they heard a knock on the door.
He wasn’t surprised when his Oga father entered the room.
Only people on the list that I approved can even get to this floor.
Yes, Song Sihyuk rented all the VIP Rooms on that floor.
Then he created a list of people who were allowed to visit Lim Garam.
Plus, only Seong Kyungmin and his dical team could check on his wife.
"Appa," Lim Garam greeted Song Sihyuk’s Oga father, and then he tried getting up. "You’re here..."
"No need to get up, dear," Song Sihyuk’s Oga father said. "Just lay down comfortably."
Lim Garam looked like he was hesitating, probably afraid that he might be acting rude towards his Oga father-in-law.
And, so, Song Sihyuk gently pushed his wife down on the bed. "It’s okay, Garam-ah."
"I brought dinner," his Oga father said, putting down several paper bags on the table in the room’s mini dining hall. "Sihyuk-ah, I’ll look after Garam. If you have sothing you need to take care of, do it now."
It was true that Song Sihyuk had things to take care of that he didn’t want Lim Gaam knowing, but...
I don’t want to leave my wife’s side.
"Hyung, it’s okay. Appa is here, so I’ll be fine," Lim Garam said, holding his hand. "I’ll feel bad if you neglect work because of ."
Aigooya.
"I wish you’d act more spoiled, Lim Garam."
"Hyung already dotes on enough, though."
"Yeah, but you can be more selfish, you know?"
"Just go, Hyung," Lim Garam said, rolling his eyes. But his Oga wife couldn’t hide the blush on his face. "Stop being cheesy in front of Appa."
"Fine. I’ll leave you with Appa in the anti," Song Sihyuk said, kissing Lim Garam on the forehead. "I’ll just work outside for a bit."
***
"YOUR FATHER-in-law is also worried about you, but he can’t visit you. He’s swamped with work since he took our son’s workload."
Garam flinched because he felt guilty. "I’m sorry, Appa..."
"Oh. I didn’t say that to make you feel bad," Lee Wonjae said while sitting on the chair next to the bed and peeling an apple for Garam. "I’m only explaining why your father-in-law can’t visit you even if he wants to. It’s the sa for your grandfather. Chairman Song is covering for Song Sihyuk, so the two of them are actually out of town at the mont."
To be honest, Garam wasn’t surprised.
Hyung is often traveling for work, too.
"Your grandfather wanted to give you a call, but he was worried he might interrupt your rest," Lee Wonjae continued. "That’s why I personally ca here to visit. Don’t get wrong, dear. Of course, I’m here because I’m worried about you. But it’s also true that I ca here because I want to assure your father-in-law and grandfather that you’re fine now."
Aww.
Garam’s only family for so long was his group mbers.
But after marrying Song Sihyuk, he didn’t only gain a husband— the Alpha’s family had also beco his family.
I’m truly not alone anymore.
"I’ll give Abeoji and Grandfather a call later," Garam said. "Appa, thank you for coming to visit in person."
"It’s not sothing you should thank for, dear," Lee Wonjae said, smiling. "Anyway, what happened must have traumatized you."
"I wouldn’t say it didn’t, Appa."
"Then please consider going to therapy."
"I’m already thinking about it, Appa."
Lee Wonjae looked relieved by what he said. "Garam-ah, do you want to live with us in the anti?"
"Huh?"
"Sihyuk told us that your schedule for the next two weeks has been cleared. My son will be busy soon with his new project. I know he’ll still do his best to take care of you, but I’m thinking it won’t hurt if he lets us take care of you, too."
Oh.
His Oga father-in-law’s offer was quite tempting.
"My husband and I want to get to know you better, Garam-ah," Lee Wonjae added. "After all, your marriage to our son is genuine now. So, as our son-in-law, my husband and I are hoping to get closer to you."
Right?
Garam smiled shyly while nodding. "I’d love that, Appa."
***
"PRESIDENT Song, we’ve found sothing interesting while running a background check on Park Yoona-ssi."
That was the na of Lim Garam’s attacker.
Song Sihyuk lit his cigarette.
He went to the rooftop of the hospital to have a smoke and listen to Jung Han’s report.
Of course, the entire rooftop was now closed to the public. There were bodyguards outside to make sure no one would get in and eavesdrop on them.
"Apparently, Park Yoona-ssi used to work for Hanmi Chem."
If it was Hanmi Chem, the #1 pharmaceutical company in the country, then...
Song Sihyuk raised an eyebrow, languidly exhaling the smoke. "Is that bitch related to Cho Dongpyo?"
He was talking about his ex-lover, an Oga who was still after his pheromones.
"Yes, sir," Jung Han answered politely. "Park Yoona-ssi used to work directly under Cho Dongpyo-nim. That might also explain how Park Yoona-ssi got a hand on a heat-inducing chemical when it’s an illegal item."
Fucking hell.
Song Sihyuk clenched his jaw tight.
There was no way in hell that Park Yoona just so happened to work for Cho Dongpyo.
He wasn’t stupid enough to think that it was just a coincidence.
Cho Dongpyo, do you want to die?
***
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