Chapter 1

"Parents who could raise a ruthless scum like Jeon Gukk—who takes what he wants by force and stops at nothing—what kind of decent people could they possibly be?"

"Jeon Gukk was born wicked. His parents brought him into this world but failed to raise him properly. It's a downright societal disgrace!"

On the bed, a handsome young man with long hair lay with his eyes tightly shut. His eyes darted rapidly behind closed lids, and the corners of his eyes were damp with tears.

His dry, cracked lips parted slightly as he murmured a response to the voices in his head: "No... Gukk... he wasn't born evil..."

His voice, weakened by long illness, rasped like a saw grating on wood.

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Aunt Zhong stepped into the room and, seeing this, rushed to steady Kim Taehyung's arm. "Second Master?"

Kim Taehyung jolted, nearly toppling over, then abruptly opened his eyes, startled and disoriented, his chest heaving.

A silken cascade of ink-black hair spilled across the daybed from his shoulders, teetering precariously.

His congenital heart condition made him vulnerable to emotional strain, and his face turned ghostly pale.

Aunt Zhong rubbed his chest through the blanket, her tone soothing. "Easy now, don’t fret."

Gradually, Kim Taehyung’s breathing steadied.

Yet in his almond-shaped eyes—imbued with an unmistakably Eastern classical charm—the ghost of his nightmare lingered.

When he recognized Aunt Zhong’s face, he pressed his bloodless lips tightly together.

He couldn’t begin to explain the sheer horror of the dream he had just experienced.

In it, Jeon Gukk—the child he and his husband, Jeon JungKook, had raised—was the smirking, manipulative villain of an over-the-top tragic novel.

Their excessive indulgence had led Jeon Gukk to grow up willful and stubborn.

By his twenties, Jeon Gukk had become a scoundrel who abused the protagonist, treating them as nothing more than a stand-in for his white moonlight.

In the end, Jeon Gukk was defeated by the story’s hero, and he lost everything.

As for family, Kim Taehyung had died of a heart attack when Gukk was just twelve.

Now, his breaths came heavy, his heart hammered, sending blood rushing through his limbs.

Feeling returned to his numb limbs, and the weight crushing his chest seemed to lift slightly.

His mind felt as clear as glass washed clean by water.

Kim Taehyung asked softly, "Aunt Zhong... how old is Gukk this year?"

"Nine, of course."

Aunt Zhong was startled—hadn’t they just celebrated the young master’s birthday in high spirits?

Hearing this, Kim Taehyung lowered his eyelids slightly. “There’s still time.”

“Knock, knock, knock.”

"Aunt Zhong?"

A timid voice followed the knock at the door.

A young maid from the Jeon family peeked into the room.

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