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!
SAFE AND SOUND
THREE HOURS.
Nikolai and his group had three hours to move.
It was more than enough.
"Lea-ssi asked me to go to her house after lunch," Nichole said after talking to the mastermind of the kidnapping. "She probably asked to meet around that time because it takes at least three hours and thirty minutes to travel from Seoul to Pohang City via car."
Nikolai nodded in agreement. "I have a question, but please don't get offended."
Nichole looked nervous, but she nodded. "Alright. What is it?"
"I understand that you can't ask the police in this village for help because they're on the mayor's payroll. But the mayor of a small village can't have power over the police stations in Seoul. What's stopping you from reporting them?"
Nichole fell silent for a moment while glancing at Neoma, Nero, and Tan Kim who were silently listening while having hot chocolate and some cookies.
[Ah, so it's something she can't say in front of the kids.]