Let's Not Divorce
I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!
SPILLING THE BEANS
"HOW IS it?"
"Aunt Nichole, to be honest with you, my mother owns a café," Neoma said. To be precise, her Eomma's family owned a well-known coffee farm. "So, it's really hard to please me with coffee. But this iced mocha latte…" She raised her glass of iced mocha latte as if it were that certain precious baby lion from a certain famous film. "This is definitely on my top three most favorite drinks now."
Tteokbokki nodded in agreement. "This is also the best iced Caramel Macchiato that I've ever had."
[This red-haired donkey, really…]
She clenched her hands, still annoyed by the fact that her bodyguard ordered a complicated drink.
Fortunately, Aunt Nichole was a skilled barista.
And, despite the café being small, it actually had all the ingredients needed for Tteokbokki's over-the-top coffee that wasn't even on the menu.