Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Translator: uly
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Once Again, a Writer
“So, how’s the writing going? Are you enjoying it?”
Woo Sang-deok asked as he poured the first glass straight into his mouth.
But the amount must have been less than usual, because he frowned slightly.
Perhaps because the glass was too small—he didn’t feel the alcohol reach his liver at all.
“Yes, it’s fun. And the sales aren’t bad either.”
“Sales, you say?”
“Yes. Not at the top, but not bad.”
“Good. That’s enough. A person should live doing what they want.”
Woo Sang-deok didn’t ask any further.
As long as his grandson was satisfied and enjoying himself, there was no reason to stop him.
That had always been his way.
If he had gone down a bad path, he would have stepped in immediately—but his grandson had always handled himself well.
“Still, isn’t working at a company better than being a writer? I heard from your grandmother you were originally planning to go to university. To enter a hotel kitchen.”
“That was true. But it’s hard to get into hotels. Neither my parents nor I have any connections there.”
“Your grandmother thinks it’d be better to enter university first. These days all kids go to college, don’t they?”
“University doesn’t guarantee a job anymore. Those days are long gone. Besides, tuition and college expenses are very expensive.”
Unlike Woo Sang-deok, who trusted him silently, the grandmother still looked regretful.
She had hoped he would live an ordinary life like everyone else, not work in an unfamiliar profession.
“I can pay the tuition.”
“I’ll appreciate the thought.”
Woo Ji-hyeon replied with a faint smile.
No matter what was said, when he had been accepted to university, there had been no real support.
“Ji-hyeon.”
“Yes, Grandpa.”
“Don’t hate your father too much.”
Pour…
Woo Ji-hyeon did not answer.
Instead, he quietly refilled Woo Sang-deok’s empty glass.
Woo Sang-deok did not bring up his son again.
“Grandpa, please take a little better care of my mom. She’s your only daughter-in-law.”
“I always keep her in mind. Why? Is something wrong?”
Woo Sang-deok blinked.
The way he said it suggested something was off.
“She seems very tired these days.”
“Do you keep in touch with her often?”
“With Mom, yes.”
The grandmother chimed in, her eyes lighting up.
She remembered her son complaining that his own son rarely contacted him.
“You should contact your father too.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“In the end, only family remains, Ji-hyeon.”
“Yes.”
Woo Ji-hyeon answered coolly.
He knew that meant blood family only.
Which meant the daughter-in-law was considered an outsider.
Everything fell apart after Grandpa passed away.
Woo Ji-hyeon looked at his grandfather with emotion.
One of the things that made him happiest after returning to the past was being able to see his grandfather again.
That was why he tried to visit his grandfather’s house whenever he had the chance.
It was already too late to treat the rectal cancer, but he could still spend time together.
“I’ll give her a call.”
“Please take care of Mom. I’m counting on you.”
“Heh heh, of course I will. Like I said, she’s my only daughter-in-law.”
“Thank you.”
Woo Ji-hyeon bowed sincerely.
It might be just words, but saying them made a difference.
Especially because he knew his grandfather’s personality—once he said it, he would truly go see his mother.
“So, how is living alone? Good?”
“Yes, very comfortable.”
“As expected. You should enjoy that freedom. Later, you might not be able to live alone even if you want to.”
Woo Sang-deok shot a sideways glance.
Fortunately, his wife didn’t notice.
“The writing is going well, so there’s no worry about rent.”
“That’s what matters most. A man must take responsibility for his work. You’re an adult now, so that’s only natural.”
“Of course. And these are the books published so far. I’ll gather the rest and bring them once they’re complete.”
“Oh.”
Woo Ji-hyeon took out the novel Heavenly Thunder Sword from his bag and placed it on the table.
Woo Sang-deok’s eyes lit up.
Although his grandson was a writer, this was the first time he had seen an actual printed book.
“I’ll keep writing consistently, so I hope you live a long time.”
“I will. I definitely will.”
Woo Sang-deok smiled and nodded.
But for some reason, that sight made Woo Ji-hyeon’s heart ache.