"GRANDPA, where did Dad and Daddy go?"
"Your dad and daddy went home to grab a few things," Lee Wonjae explained to his grandson. "They’ll be back soon."
It wasn’t a lie.
After all, Lim Garam and Song Sihyuk really needed to pack more of Gunwoo’s things because his grandson’s stay at the hospital got extended.
Since my grandson has physically recovered now, it’s time for his counselling.
Gunwoo must have been traumatized after he was kidnapped.
Hence, the need for counselling.
"Do you not want to play with me, Gunwoo-ya?" Lee Wonjae asked his grandson teasingly. "Are you tired of playing with me now?"
"No, that’s not true, Grandpa," Gunwoo said while shaking his head. "I just miss Dad and Daddy. They weren’t here when I woke up."
"Don’t worry, sweetie. Your parents will be here soon. Should we watch your favorite cartoon while waiting?"
"I wanna watch Grandpa’s golf videos!"
Aigoo.
Lee Wonjae was glad that Gunwoo was taking great interest in golf.
But my husband is worried that our grandson might be more interested in becoming a professional golf player instead of inheriting the company in the future.
If that happened, even Song Sihyuk would be upset.
But Lee Wonjae didn’t really care about that.
My grandson’s happiness is more important than what my husband and son want for Gunwoo. I’m sure my precious son-in-law would agree.
"Grandpa, can I have some tangerines?"
"Sure, sweetheart," Lee Wonjae said. "Let me peel some for you."
After peeling a tangerine, he handed it to his grandson.
Gunwoo happily took it, but the child’s smile disappeared almost immediately. "Grandpa, I can’t smell it."
Lee Wonjae felt a pang in his heart.
I know Lim Garam already explained it to Gunwoo. But that doesn’t mean my grandson would magically adapt just because he knows his condition.
"Sweetie, as your dad and daddy have already explained, you’ve lost your sense of smell," Lee Wonjae said carefully. "But we’re going to do everything to help you get better. That’s the reason why you’re going to therapy later."
"Will I get better, Grandpa? I wanna smell everything again..."
Aigoo.
Once again, Lee Wonjae’s heart broke.
At the same time, anger rose in his chest once again.
I hope Lim Garam and Sihyuk punish the bastard who did this to my grandson properly.
"Sweetie, trust us— we’ll do everything to help you get better," Lee Wonjae said gently. "And, speaking of that, are you ready to start your counselling? I’ll introduce you to doctors who’ll help you, Gunwoo-ya."
Thankfully, his grandson wasn’t opposed to it.
My son-in-law is good at explaining things to Gunwoo, and Gunwoo listens well to Lim Garam.
Hence, Lee Wonjae was confident that everything would be alright.
When the child counselor and the child psychologist arrived in the room, he got up and started to greet them.
However...
"G-Grandpa..."
Hmm?
Lee Wonjae turned to his grandson and was surprised when he saw the child clutching his chest tight.
It was obvious that Gunwoo couldn’t breathe.
Worse, his grandson was trembling as if he were scared.
"Sweetie, what’s wrong?" Lee Wonjae asked worriedly, holding Gunwoo by the shoulders gently. "Are you in pain? Does your chest hurt?"
***

I never locked my guns in the past. But now that I have a wife and a son, so I have to be extra careful.
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