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!
"APPA…"
Nikolai sighed as soon as Neoma called him in a cracked voice when she entered the car and sat in the passenger seat.
Mona, on the other hand, went back to the hospital to check on Nero.
[But I know my wife sent our daughter here.]
Mona asked for his permission earlier if she could share his "condition" to Neoma because she didn't want their daughter to feel left out.
Hence, he didn't join his wife and daughter during lunch.
[So, yes. I have no choice but to stick to the story that Nero made for me. Now I have to deal with the fact that my wife and daughter both think I have gone insane.]
"I brought gimbap for you, Appa," Neoma said between sobs while handing him the plastic bag that contained two rolls of gimbap covered in foil. "They're good, Appa. Appa should eat well."