Chapter 144 – Swapping (3)
“Christmas, let’s talk to the teacher.”
What bullshit are you talking about again!
The director who wiped the blood from his head, if it were his usual personality, he would have been angry like a fire and beat me.
For some reason, his expression didn’t look that angry.
“Because Christmas is important, even for your life.”
“What the hell is it?”
I put the blanket over the nameless boy who fell back asleep in my arms. A child shouldn’t get hurt even by a single hair in order to be safely embraced by its mother.
“Is it true that if you take that child, you will inherit it…?”
“Because it is. If a child inherits the mother’s lineage, he can inherit. I will definitely do that.”
Mother’s birth.
Unfortunately, I gave birth to twin daughters, but it is just a matter of changing the children. Because she deceives herself by saying that she is her mother’s son and receives the inheritance. A mother was someone who could keep all her possessions, even by switching her children, or by manipulating papers.
“Okay…Then take it.”
“Yes…?”
The director shook his head as if resigned.
“Maybe this is your seat. The chairperson of the Sammi Group.”
What bullshit is this old man talking…
“Your mother is Mijoo. Are there any similarities between the two?”
Why would you suddenly ask that?
I couldn’t help but tilt my head at the director’s sudden remark.
“Well. He has a hot-tempered personality who can’t stand stuffiness. Other than that, I don’t think there’s much.”
Or… Is it the pleasure you feel when you hit someone?
What my mother and I have in common is that I am Satan who likes and enjoys fighting, and that she has a secret basement that is stained with her blood.
Both of them do not cover the means and methods for the purpose.
“Christ… Do you like money that much?”
What.
Are you an adult soldier?
He’s an old man who speaks out of nowhere. Is your head broken?
“Just because you have a lot of money doesn’t mean everyone can live a happy life.”
“Hu… What do you mean?”
“You remember that Mijoo came pregnant with her first child, right? When I was raped by the first son of Sammi Group, who was your father.”
How do I remember that
It happened even before I was born.
“At that time, she came to visit me with Mijoo giving birth right in front of her. She said she couldn’t give up on this child, and she said that she must give birth to the child in her belly.”
The director said as if the incident was vividly recalling in front of his eyes.
Why is this old man telling me this…
“The Sammi Group also came to see me. She wants Mi-joo to have an abortion.”
“I… An abortion?”
“Okay. She’s an abortion He is the future successor of the Sammi Group, but can’t he make a stumbling block in his life just because of a girl from an orphanage? At that time, the president personally came to visit.”
The first chairman of Sammi Group.
Yoo Byung-cheol.
He was a living legend in the business world, a legend of legends that turned Sammi Textile, which started as a small textile factory, into a leading conglomerate in Korea.
Of course, fate was different now.
It’s not an exaggeration to say that the Incheon area still lives off of Sammi Group. His prestige must have been great when he was alive.
The chairman of the Sammi Group came to visit?
“I offered a huge donation. Even after paying off all the debt Sammi Orphanage has in the meantime, I will make it self-reliant without worrying about any donations for 10 years. A huge sponsor for our orphanage…”
“So! Is that why you aborted her mother?”
“Christmas, do you want to hear my story to the end? If you didn’t listen to Sammi Chairman Yoo Byung-cheol, you would have to be kicked out of this area. With dozens of children!”
“Yeah…How could the head teacher of the daycare school do that!”
Unknowingly, anger welled up in me.
In the end, she sold her mother for money, and she looked like she couldn’t help it.
He was the one who took care of dozens of children, including me. He is a man who is like a father to us.
He cursed at me behind the scenes while being a teacher at the old school, but in my heart, I still had a little bit of respect for him.
He didn’t give birth to me, but he was the father who raised me. He was the one who taught me that the heart is thicker than the blood at this orphanage.
Fuck…
But what he did to his mother was completely unforgivable.
“Okay, I don’t want to hear any more trashy confessions like that. You may want to rationalize it now, but it is an unchanging fact that you are a murderer who killed a child.”
“Christmas, tell me the end of my story…”
“It’s done! I’ll go. Never again, never contact me again. The day I try to find this child, I will pierce a hole in my head…”
I turned around with the child in my arms.
I too have had accidents like a troubled child and went around fighting, but abortion is a completely different story.
That’s… It’s tantamount to murder killing a soon-to-be-born child.
“Kim Seongtan…! Stop… Stop. I’m not done talking.”
The headmaster grabbed his still-blooded head and stood up. His distorted expression, his reddened face from enduring the pain, looked like he was about to collapse.
“Do you have anything else to say?”
“I didn’t follow the president’s words!”
“Yes…?”
“As you said, I am the director of an orphanage, how could I get an abortion… No matter how greedy I was for money, I could never do that.”
“Then… Mom. What happened to her mother’s memories?”
“I gave birth.”
Flash…!
What… What is it
A sudden flash of light.
In an instant, the child in my arms wriggled and trembled.
Shoot ah…!
As if a shower had been turned on in the sky, a shower accompanied by a thunderstorm began to pour.
Kwak!
Suddenly, a roar of thunder.
The nameless child only blinked, but did not cry.
I focused on his story again.
“You gave birth…?”
“Okay. Secretly, I called the doctor to the nursery here and gave birth. Her mother gave her anesthesia, so she may not remember, but she was able to give birth safely.”
“I…Really?”
He nodded hard. His lips turn blue and tremble. The director seemed to be barely supporting his body with all his strength.
“Then… What about the child?”
“…Changed.”
“Yes…?”
“As soon as Mijoo gave birth, she carried her child and ran on a mountain road. In case the people from the Sammi group would come after me, I thought they would be monitoring me to see if I was really giving them an abortion.”
Bad boys…
The thought of her mother, who had been raped and unable to give birth, broke her heart.
“From our neighborhood to the nearest Woosung Nursery School. A distance that takes 30 minutes by car, I arrived in 50 minutes with a newborn baby in my arms.”
The director smiled faintly, as if the memory of that time came to mind.
“The child did not cry even after going through the mountain road and going through the thick forest. I just took a deep breath in my arms.”
“Did you leave it at Woosung Nursery School?”
“Okay. Leaving the child behind, I prayed to God. I ask that this child who had a hard life live better than anyone else, that she overcome any adversity and live a happier life than the president of the Sammi Group.”
“Teacher…”
I thought I was lucky.
There is nothing sadder than that if the idol who raised me and the person who was my father was a criminal who had an abortion.
He chose to keep his convictions and save the orphanage as well.
“I wished and prayed so much… It seems that my wish has come true.”
He looked me straight in the eyes and said.
What do you mean?
I tilted my head, not understanding what he was saying.
“At that time, the child who was entrusted to Woosung Nursery School, it seems that Christmas is you.”
“What… What?”
What kind of bullshit is this again?
“A mole on his elbow… He had two moles on his elbow.”
Dot?
“Whoa… Christmas says you have two moles on your elbow. It’s a series of black dots. I saw it clearly when you raised your hand to hit me on the head earlier.”
Flash!
The quiet newborn’s room burned white again.
At that moment, I raised my arm.
“It’s the right arm.”
“Ah…”
There is.
A dot on the elbow, clearly visible in line with the flash of lightning. Two pea-sized dots hung in succession.
“Why is this… Here…”
“Don’t even know. Because no one looks closely at their elbows since they were born. Even if you saw it, you probably wouldn’t have paid attention.”
“Then… I…”
“That’s right. Son of America, that’s what Christmas is for you.”
What…?
Fuck this…
Flash!
“Uhhhhh might be…”
A nameless child begins to cry due to a series of lightning strikes.
“Aww! Aye…!”
The sound of wild cries mixed with the sound of rain that was about to sweep away the orphanage shook my ears.
Fuck…
“My mother… Is she really my mother?”
What is this…
“So… So the real mother who gave birth to me… Is Song Mi-joo right!”
Kwaaang! Bang!
My howls were drowned out by the thrilling sound of thunder.
