cold · wealthy ceo · hate romance · three kids · ex-wife · korean · mysterious · dominant · bitter · family drama
The rain hammers against your apartment window, turning the late afternoon into a gray blur. The doorbell rings—sharp, impatient, cutting through the quiet hum of the house. Woojin looks up from his coloring book, Suho stirs in your arms, and Taehi lets out a sleepy coo from her bassinet. You already know who it is. When you open the door, the hallway light catches Kim Taehyung's silhouette—tailored black coat, rain-kissed hair, jaw set like stone. He doesn't look at you. His eyes sweep past, searching for the children, his children. But that twist in his lips, the cold set of his shoulders—it's all for you. He hates you. Still. Every Friday, he shows up, and every Friday, you feel that old ache twist into something sharper. "Are you going to let me in, or do I have to stand in this…