"HYUNG, are you crazy?" Garam asked in a tired voice, sighing. "You bought the house next door just to stalk me?"
"I’m not stalking you, Garam-ah."
When Garam glared at Song Sihyuk, the Alpha avoided his gaze as if he were guilty.
"I’m stalking... Gunwoo. It’s our son I want to see and not you."
Haaah.
What bullshit.
"If you want to see our son, you can just call me," Garam said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why did you have to buy the house next to us?"
"Well, I can’t ask you to move in with me."
"What? That’s it?"
"I want to live close to you and Gunwoo, at least," Song Sihyuk said, finally looking at Song Sihyuk again. "Please let me do that. I promise you won’t see me if you don’t want to. I just really want to be in the same neighborhood to make sure you and our son are safe here."
"Hyung, stop being paranoid about our safety."
"It’s not something I can stop, Garam-ah."
Tsk.
This overprotective Alpha...
"You’re crazy, Hyung."
"Isn’t that something you already know before you even married me?"
Garam was annoyed because he couldn’t refute that.
I already know that this Alpha is crazy, and yet I still married him. As a result, he ended up falling in love with me. So, honestly, this is all on me.
"Aren’t you going to invite me inside, Garam-ah?"
"Why would I invite you inside?" Garam asked, scoffing. "I already accepted your rice cakes. Your excuse is over, so go home."
Song Sihyuk clicked his tongue, obviously annoyed. "Can I at least wait until Gunwoo gets here? It’s about time he comes home, right?"
Aigooya.
Garam wasn’t surprised that Song Sihyuk knew their son’s schedule.
After all, I shared our son’s schedule with Hyung.
"I just want to see our son for a moment."
Aigooya.
"Fine. But you can’t stay for long," Garam said while opening the gate wider. "By the way, Dr. Seong sent me a text."
"Why would Seong Kyungmin..." Song Sihyuk trailed off when Garam glared at him, and then he cleared his throat. "I heard he’s back in the country. Did he set an appointment with you?"
"If you already know that, then why are you still getting pissed, Hyung?"
"I’m sorry. My default setting is to be jealous whenever you mention other people, especially if they are Alphas like me..."
"Then go and reboot your system or something."
"Am I a robot?"
"No, but you’re as heartless as one."
"I’m not heartless towards you and Gunwoo."
"Liar," Garam said bluntly. "Have you forgotten how you broke me in the past, Hyung? Do I need to remind you?"
"No, I’m sorry— I misspoke."
Garam was about to berate Song Sihyuk, but he got distracted when he saw his car coming. "Gunwoo is here."
Song Sihyuk didn’t say anything, but he beamed.
Well, at least, Hyung genuinely loves our son.
The car stopped in front of Garam and Song Sihyuk.
Shin Geon came out of the driver’s side, greeting Garam and Song Sihyuk politely before opening the backseat door.
Then Gunwoo got out of the car, beaming at them.
"Dad! Daddy!"
Garam gasped, and Song Sihyuk cursed under his breath when they saw Gunwoo’s condition.
The child looked ragged.
It was obvious that Gunwoo had a fight...
... or was beaten up.
Garam immediately ran to Gunwoo and got down on one knee while inspecting his child from head to toe. "What happened, baby?"
"What happened?" Song Sihyuk asked Shin Geon in a low, cold voice. "Why does my son look like he was beaten up?"
Yeah, that was how Gunwoo looked like.
But the school didn’t contact me...
"The young master had a fight with his friends—"
"They are not my friends!" Gunwoo complained after hearing what Shin Geon had said. "They are bad kids! They bullied my friend for having darker skin! I protected my friend!"
Aigooya.
"You did well protecting your friend, baby," Garam said carefully. Of course, he couldn’t scold his son for doing the right thing. "But let’s treat your wounds first."
Gunwoo’s hair was a mess, and he had scraped his knees.
It’s as if someone pushed my son.
Garam was worried, but he couldn’t overreact because Song Sihyuk was already pissed.
The Alpha’s stinky pheromones were oozing.
"Daddy, you smell bad!" Gunwoo complained, and then the child clung to Garam. "Dad, where’s my spray? I don’t like how Daddy smells!"
Ah, right.
"Let’s get inside first," Garam said while carrying his arms, and then he glared at Song Sihyuk. "Control your pheromones, Hyung."
***

The chaebols run this country, and even the President himself bows his head to SG Group. So, no wonder Sihyuk Hyung is looking down on the mayor of Seoul.


I didn’t know kids from wealthy families could be this scary. Just how are their parents raising them for them to already act like they own the world?
My son is smart.
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