Her Poison His cure: Behind The Mask

I glared at the food on the table and scoffed. I am sure he already had his breakfast but mother must have called him again.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I moved my eyes up to my mother and she smiled sheepishly. I just don’t know why she is spoiling him this much. Understandably he is the last born but shouldn’t a last born had a slight discipline

My gaze bore into her and she returned with an ever not breaking view of blinking his eyes.

“What you did to my son is not good. You know that right” Mother said and I raised my gaze to meet her.

“Are you defending him again?”I asked and poised my hand on the small table carefully so as not to knock the food on it away.

Mother has always spoiled Hwan and defended him no matter what he did but she always makes sure hwan isn’t there when she is defending him. I guess she used to wave him off before taking his side so as not to let too much pride get into his head. It still didn’t change the fact that she used to defend him.

“He is used to skipping class because he knows you won’t do anything to him” I scoffed.

This is one disadvantage of father sickness. If father is healthy I bet that rude brat wouldn’t have time to waste and would always be busy with his study.

Talking about Father. Since his illness I have never stepped into his chamber. Not because of his illness but because of the pain I feel whenever I set my eyes on him. My mind would always drift back to Yeong ho and I used to have a rush of feeling of resentment toward him when I saw him.

Our relationship has gotten worse before his illness even started. He doesn’t want to see me again. According to him, he fears he might lose his life, which is what a father must not say to his daughter but mine did.

That once father and daughter love has turned from sweetness to bitterness. It is really tiring and bad to hate my own father but he crushed my world first.

This escalating battle ends with Father and I feeling estranged, and mother and father more overtly at odds. She only started caring when father got sick four year ago but the one year in the beginning was an aggressive one for both of them.

“Leave my son alone and let talk about you”

“Me?. What happened to me?.” I asked, looking away from her. My eyes to the other side of the room.

“A lot”

Mother adjusted her seat and with a mischievous smile, gestured to me flirtatiously to turn my face to her direction. I laughed, joining in the playful spirit and turned to her.

“When was the last time you visited your father?” She asked.

I exasperated and rolled my eyes in mother’s face, wondering why she brought that up again.

I was suspicious when Na ji hye told me mother sent for me, I knew it was nothing but about Father and I conflict. She has been trying to rebuild the broken relationship between father and I for a long time now.

“How about you and your father talk about your misunderstanding and resolve this conflict”

I sighed deeply. “I don’t really know what to say. You just did the same thing over and over.”

Mother looked away, sighing. I lower my head down, my eyes trained to my skirt. There was a overlonging silence as no one spoke.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes before finally speaking. “I thought we already talked about this,” I whispered slowly.

“And we didn’t come to a conclusion,” mother muttered sharply in a clipped tone.

I opened my eyes and remained silent because I didn’t even know what to say to her. What am I supposed to say when I have already told there is no way in the direction she is heading to mend but she refused to heed my words and tried to continue on that way.

Unable to communicate with me, mother swallowed her sorrow and espoused camaraderie. Mother struggles to insist in me a true desire to end the conflict between father and I but I refuse.

“I probably fail as a mother. I couldn’t even mend my daughter and husband relationship, how am I in any situation useful to this nation” she cried sadly letting her head down.

“Mother. The situation is different here. Don’t compare father and I conflict to your duty. You are a great queen who always had the best in heart for her people”

“I also want to be a great mother for you and a great wife to my husband.” She whispered.

After seeing my mother’s disappointed face once again, something inside of me began to die. I hated the look on her face badly.

I sighed deeply and took my mother’s hand in mine and smiled slightly at her.

“Will you go with me to visit your father?” mother demanded seriously, staring at me with a pleading eyes.

Left with no choice I nodded my head and my mother broke into a smile.

“Thank you very much Suk,” she smiled, patting my hand.

Why not just go with her. It’s not like father wants to see me as well. I am sure he will get angry and send me out immediately, he laid his eyes on me. Then it will be clear to mother it is not only I that isn’t interested in mending our relationship but father as well.

“Shall we go then” mother’s voice brought me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah” I replied and took a sharp breath.

Mother stood up and I followed. She adjusts her dress and walks out. Without wasting time I went after her.

The door opened and I ran to meet her. I smiled as I caught up with her.

I just hope everything ends well.