CHAPTER 51.2

Somehow I hoped he wouldn't go drinking, but I was wrong. Just after entering the villa, he whispered goodbye to Arkan. He didn't even glance at me and just walked past me after passing through the door.

The wind blew. There's no reason for a problem if he wanted to drink, but I hope he didn't pretend to ask permission earlier.

"Mom, are you mad?" Arkan asked after noticing my silence.

"Huh? No, Baby. I'm just kind of tired."

Tired of everything, I thought, "When will my life be fixed?" The kind of life where I don't have to push myself with everyone—I don't need to beg for love anymore. There is no need to cling to anyone who I can cling to.

I was tired as I sat on the bed, where Arkan was also sitting. I was shocked after feeling Arkan hug me from behind. He even touched his cheek there.

"Mom, if it's heavy, let it go. I'm sorry if I make you sad—"

"What, Arkan?" I faced him in shock. I can't quite understand why he says that.

I felt sorry after seeing his different-colored eyes wi