I live alone with my child. I've lived my life solely at work, but I fell in love with him, who was a subordinate, and we had a secret relationship. I was happy to hear that he wanted to get married, but due to the age difference, I asked my child about remarriage in a roundabout way, but I was dismissed as impossible. I told him about this and tried to withdraw, but he couldn't give up and made an outrageous proposal. Time passed and I remarried a man. A middle-aged man with a divorced child just like me. The male child I was introduced to when we met was my boyfriend. Yes, we made his father my remarriage partner. However, when I started living with him, I couldn't get enough time to spend with him, and the time we spent loving each other was only a moment. When my patience was about to reach its limit, her husband decided to go out with my child. As soon as the two of us went out, I hugged him and exchanged a deep kiss, asking him over and over again in a limited amount of time...
