Chapter 130. Ready To Be Parents (2)

Translator: Lili

After quickly measuring his blood pressure, they moved to the adjoining consultation room. The doctor greeted them warmly, as always, and after going through a series of detailed questions, he instructed Seo Gyuha to lie down for an ultrasound.

Once the gel-coated probe touched his abdomen, the monitor lit up with movement. Both men turned their attention to the screen, captivated.

“As you can see, this is the baby’s head. Everything looks perfectly healthy.”

Examining the screen closely, Chayoung hesitated before asking cautiously,

“The head seems very low… Is that normal?”

“Fetal positions change frequently. Around the mid-30th week, they’ll settle into place.”

The doctor then turned to Seo Gyuha,

“Have you felt any movement yet?”

“…No.”

While his abdomen had grown firmer, he hadn’t experienced any noticeable fetal movement. Understanding his patient’s concerns, the doctor reassured him.

“You’re at 18 weeks now, so you’ll likely feel movement by next week. Keep up with hydration and light exercises like yoga or stretching. But don’t overdo it.”

“Thank you.”

After wrapping up, they exited the consultation room and opted for the elevator instead of the stairs. As they waited, Seo Gyuha caught sight of his reflection in the elevator doors. There was Chayoung, unable to resist sneaking a peek at the parents’ diary.

As promised, lunch would be sushi. With only a light breakfast, his stomach growled in anticipation of a hearty meal. Just as they were heading toward the restaurant after parking, a voice called out from behind.

“Isn’t that Chayoung?”

Both men turned simultaneously and were surprised to see Chayoung’s parents standing a few steps away.

“What brings you here?”

Asked Chayoung.

“Just out for lunch with your father. What are the odds we’d run into each other here?”

From the tone and context, it was clear: they were headed to the same restaurant.

“Are you two here for lunch as well?”

“Yes.”

“Perfect timing! We were just saying how much we’d love to see you both, weren’t we, dear?”

The inevitable was clear to both of them: they’d be eating together.
Seated at the table, with tea poured for everyone, Chayoung’s mother, Choi Taesun, broke the silence.

“How are you feeling, Seo Gyuha?”

“I’m fine.”

“And the baby? Growing well?”

“Yes.”

A gentle smile spread across Choi Taesun’s face.

She had first met Seo Gyuha’s mother, Jung Eunhee, in middle school. Their friendship began on the first day of a new semester when they were paired together by a random draw. From the start, their conversations flowed effortlessly, their personalities meshed perfectly, and even their small preferences were strikingly similar. They quickly became inseparable, convinced they were each other’s ‘soul twins’.

Even after graduating school, becoming adults, and getting married, their bond remained unshakable. Eunhee married first and had two sons. By the time she was expecting her third child, Taesun was also pregnant with her first. The birth of their same-aged children only strengthened their connection. Before Chayoung went abroad to study, the two women met at least once or twice a week, often bringing their kids along for lively catch-ups.

At the time, Eunhee had three sons, while Taesun’s first child was also a boy. Naturally, this led to lighthearted jokes like, “If one of them had been a girl, we could’ve been in-laws”. Eunhee, however, would only respond with a soft smile instead of her usual enthusiastic agreement.

Only now, after all these years, did Taesun fully understand why. Learning that Eunhee’s youngest son was an omega brought a fleeting moment of hurt—not because it was a problem, but because even her closest friend had kept it a secret. Knowing the emotional burden Eunhee must have felt, even over a casual remark, filled Taesun with regret and sympathy.

Having watched Gyuha grow from his diaper days, Taesun knew quite a bit about her friend’s youngest son. Despite the initial surprise of the revelation, she had long since moved past it, focusing instead on supporting and cherishing the connections between their families.

Emotionally honest, quick to say what he liked and disliked, and prone to minor accidents—Seo Gyuha had always been a bundle of energy. His mother, Jung Eunhee, had often dashed from her tea sessions with Taesun to the children’s room or kitchen, alarmed by a sudden noise. If that wasn’t enough, he practically lived with bandages on his arms and legs after starting elementary school.

In stark contrast, Taesun’s son, Lee Chayoung, had always been the epitome of a little adult. While it might seem biased to say so, he was flawless from a young age. Smart enough to learn anything quickly, he preferred books over toys or robots, and hardly ever cried or threw tantrums like other children.

The days when he went to ‘Gyuha’s house’ were one of those rare occasions when Chayoung showed genuine enthusiasm. On Saturday mornings, he would happily skip even his beloved swimming lessons to accompany his mother.

And his joy only grew when they arrived. Watching her son play with game consoles and character cards—things he never touched when alone—always brought a smile to Taesun’s face. When Chayoung played with Gyuha, he finally seemed like the child he was.