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My son...

He's alive?

Bo Bae.

I'm sorry.

Find your son.

My son...

My son's alive?

Is that true?

Is that really true?

My son died as soon as he was born.

I didn't even get to name him.

You said he died of tetanus...

because his belly button got infected!

That was a lie.

Father said...

he was ashamed...

an unwed girl had had a baby.

He told me to lie to you.

Madam.

So what?

What did you do with my son?

We left him at an orphanage.

On his shoulder...

is a mole the same as yours.

Is my son actually alive?

Are you telling the truth?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I should've told you sooner.

Forgive me. I'm sorry.

Oh, gosh.

Goodness.

My dear Song Yi.

I can't breathe, Aunt Se Ran.

Song Yi. Do as your teacher says,

and have fun with your friends.

Okay.

Auntie will wait at home with a delicious snack.

Okay, Aunt Se Ran.

Is my mom okay now?

Yes, she is.

Go on inside.

- Okay. - Go.

Say goodbye.

Bye.

(Comet Childcare)

Song Yi.

It won't be long.

Bear with me.

Soon, Mom and Dad and you can live together happily.

My daughter...

Song Yi.

Hello, I'm Kang Se Ran.

Oh, Reporter Kim.

What's the occasion?

An interview?

Well, I don't see why not.

What's this?

This isn't my hair.

What should I think of this?

Da Jung.

You're home already?

Yes.

I was going to visit you. Are you feeling better?

What are you looking at?

Well, I found this on my pillow.

That's...

my hair.

Right.

It is your hair.

What was that doing there?

Did you sleep on my pillow?

Oh, right.

Last night, Sang Chul and Song Yi slept in your bed.

Song Yi missed you and cried so much.

I had no choice but to lie next to her to put her to sleep.

Sang Chul slept on the couch, of course.

It's fine. You don't have to explain in detail.

Did you think I would get some wild ideas?

We live with my mother-in-law too.

Even so.

You didn't get the wrong idea, did you?

I wouldn't. Not about you.

Se Ran. You're almost stuttering and making excuses.

Now I really want to get the wrong idea.

Are you and my husband...

Jung Da Jung.

You shouldn't joke about things like that.

(Dream Food)

Dear hubby.

Have a nice day.

My pretty wife.

Put me down. Come on.

I'd have tried it this morning if only Mom weren't around.

It was my chance to play house with Se Ran.

What a pity.

Mr. Wang.

Are you playing a game?

You're either late for work or you don't show up,

and if you do show up, you're busy playing mobile games.

When do you ever get work done?

Aren't you guilty that you get paid at all?

No.

I don't feel guilty at all.

You worry about your own workload, Mr. Baek.

Don't mind me.

You become more unruly and insubordinate each day.

I shouldn't bother talking to you.

It'll only raise my blood pressure.

(Bobaejung)

Madam Yoon.

Are you unwell? What's the matter?

She thinks a butler is a fancy position.

She's way younger than me too.

Take this. It'll help you relax.

What's wrong, Madam?

Goodness.

Yo Han, I'm glad you're here.

Find my son for me.

What? Your son?

My son's alive.

The son I thought had died.

I should find him, shouldn't I?

You will find him. Don't worry, Madam.

My poor boy.

He was abandoned at birth,

and he'll be at least 50 by now.

Oh, the poor thing.

Yo Han. I trust in you.

I need you to find my son for me.

I will.

Offer a reward or hire a PI.

Find my poor son for me, okay?

You must.

Noel. Can you stop being so stubborn?

You can rest at my place on a day like this.

Why would I? You put me up for the night and that was enough.

Since you owe me, buy me some tea.

I heard about the scandalous article about you.

- Don't worry. - What?

I got my PR team to block it from spreading.

They'll issue a correction tomorrow.

Did I ask for your help?

Why must you cross the line?

You're fighting me again.

It has nothing to do with pride or self-esteem.

We can help each other out sometimes.

Exactly, but I never asked for your help.

I could've taken care of it myself.

This is what I like about you.

We've broken up and you still intrigue me.

What am I to... Goodness.

Please.

Stop it.

I don't know why you're doing this.

Don't confuse me anymore.

Why would you feel confused?

You women...

Why must you read into everything?

Gosh. I'm leaving.

Goodness.

(Looking for long-lost son)

This is what I have so far.

Okay.

Tell me if you want to add or change anything.

He has a bluish mole on his shoulder.

We shouldn't mention that, should we?

No, we shouldn't.

I know so little about him.

Yo Han. Keep this to yourself.

When I was pregnant,

I embroidered his swaddling clothes with gold thread...

for him to wear when he was born.

I hadn't named him yet,

so I embroidered a heart.

You sewed on a golden heart?

Yes.

If you ask for a baby that came in wearing swaddling clothes with golden embroidery,

wouldn't it be easier to find my son?

Madam, I brought your tea.

Well?

Who's looking for a son?

Madam, you have a son?

You're too nosy. Get out.

Bye.

Have you heard?

Madam Yoon has a long-lost son.

What? A son?

That son will have a whole load of pumpkins...

No, it'll be like a golden ox jumped into...

Not just a golden ox.

They say Madam Yoon owns ten buildings in the Gangnam area.

Right?

Whoever it is will get really lucky...

if he's reunited with his millionaire mom.

Gosh. It's the best kind of lottery.

I'm so jealous of the guy.

Yes, me too. I'm jealous.

Anyone who's born a human deserves a windfall like that.

All I do is wash rags all day long.

What? Madam Yoon lost her son years ago?

Yes.

From what I heard, her fiancé died...

when she was pregnant, and made her a single mom.

But her stern father felt ashamed...

and left the baby at an orphanage and said it had died.

What a cruel, cold-hearted guy.

It must be great to be her son, whoever the guy turns out to be.

I'm so jealous.

They say Madam Yoon owns ten buildings in Gangnam...

and is filthy rich.

Once she finds her son, it'll all become his.

Madam Yoon's that rich?

Yes.

All he has to do is sit under a tree...

and whatever fruit will fall into his mouth.

That's the best windfall ever.

It's only a windfall if she finds her son.

No one knows if her son's dead or alive.

That's true.

If he died at a young age like your dad did,

he'll never get to claim that windfall.

It's bread. I love bread.

Do you? Auntie liked bread a lot as a child too.

It's so strange how Song Yi...

likes the same things you do, Se Ran.

You can have one too.

I'll only gain extra weight.

Honey, drink this before dinner.

Okay.

It's so bitter.

Here you go.

Hey.

Is this a new top?

When did you get it?

What?

You don't remember? I got it last time.

You don't care at all about your husband.

Where are you going? Dinner's ready.

Dinner's ready, Mother.

Se Ran, come and eat.

Here, eat this.

Mother, Sang Chul never bought clothes for himself, did he?

I wonder what happened.

I don't get it, either. It's unbelievable.

He must've liked it a lot.

Hey, Da Jung.

I'm meeting someone for an interview. What do you think I should wear?

You must really be successful if you have an actual interview.

I guess.

I'm proud of you.

Will you pose for photos too?

Yes.

They said a photographer would join us at the studio.

That's impressive.

I thought Da Jung was the only good cook I knew.

How come you're good at the same things?

You're a famous chef.

Aunt Se Ran's awesome, isn't she?

Awesome.

What more can we do?

What do you want me to do?

What must I do to make you hurt less?

Should I really divorce Da Jung?

What about Song Yi?

Honey, what are you thinking about?

Darn it.

I was just about to fall asleep.

You woke me up.

I can't sleep here.

You're going to sleep on the couch again?

Why do you care?

What's up with him?

Darn it.

I have nothing decent to wear.

Oh, goodness.

When did you come in?

Just now. Why are you here at this hour?

I came to get changed.

You made me sleep on the floor of a tiny room in Bobaejung...

instead of coming home...

while you've been coming as you please?

It's my first time coming here because I need some clothes.

Who did you want to get up to no good with...

that you needed me to stay away for a few days?

What are you on about?

Don't think you can dupe me.

Who's the father of your baby?

Tell me!

You lied about going to the Philippines...

to have the baby in secret.

That means you considered marrying the guy.

Who's the guy?

- I'll find him and... - That's enough.

It's hardly enough!

You poor thing.

Talk to me!

Who fathered your baby...

so that you had to abandon it instead of keeping it?

It must've torn you apart.

How dreadful must it be for a mom to abandon a baby...

because they couldn't raise it?

Stop it, please!

Why are you mentioning that now?

Tell me.

Who knocked you up only to ditch you?

I'll grab him by the collar and teach him a lesson.

A fool who knocks up a single woman only to ignore her...

must pay for it!

Tell me. Who is it?

Would you know the guy if I were to give you a name?

It's over between us, so don't bring it up anymore.

You stupid thing.

You idiot. What's wrong with you?

He's a married man. Okay?

Yes.

I knew it.

I knew he had to be married.

You shouldn't have had the baby, then!

Why did you have it only to mess yourself up?

How can you live knowing the baby's now dead?

Oh, my gosh...

Mom can't know.

If she finds out that I had Song Yi with Sang Chul,

I might as well wave goodbye to my chance at revenge.

Shin Duk Soo, Jung Da Jung.

Just you wait.

Da Jung.

Yes?

Do you know who Se Ran dated?

Well...

It's okay.

I know more than you think. I even know he's a married man.

What? He's married?

Tell me what you know. I won't tell Se Ran you told me.

It's really okay.

Actually,

Se Ran wanted to introduce him to me, but I wasn't able to make it.

You're not helping at all.

So you don't know who he is either?

Sorry.

Why do you want to know about him?

There's no real reason.

I'm sick of peeling potatoes.

I sent a notice to all the registered orphanages...

and facilities in the country.

I'll track down staff from places...

that moved or closed down.

Well done.

What about if he was adopted?

I'll contact adoption agencies too, of course.

Good.

How are the flyers and banners coming along?

We'll hang large banners in busy locations...

and make sure they're noticeable,

and if they're taken down, the company I hired will replace them.

- The flyers... - Let's keep a stack here.

To hand out to customers.

Yes.

Yo Han.

You're the only person I trust.

For a while, could you work here...

and help me run Bobaejung?

What?

Please.

Think of the relationship I had with your father...

and help me out.

What's that fool doing here?

Let me introduce Bobaejung's new manager who will take over...

the everyday operations.

He worked in the food industry in the US,

so he knows the basics.

Help each other out so things run smoothly.

- Introduce yourself. - Okay.

Hello, I'm Wang Yo Han.

I have a lot of learning to do,

so I'll need your guidance.

He's handsome.

No way. That guy's our manager?

Why is he following me around?

First, he bought the truck I wanted,

and now he wants to be my boss?

Him, a manager? That's not a job for just anyone.

Yes, Ms. Jung. What is it?

Madam. How do you decide if someone's qualified to be a manager?

I have my suspicions,

so I decided to ask.

May I answer instead?

Yes, go ahead.

Madam Yoon was the one who appointed me.

She has known me for a long time,

and her judgment should suffice.

Did that answer your question?

He got the job purely because she knows him.

What was he so proud of when he got the job as a favor?

Excuse me. You're Jung Da Jung?

You remember my name?

Then you must remember stealing my food truck.

Not just that.

I also remember the many times you hit on me.

What?

I had my reasons with the food truck.

No. I think you lacked the skill to run a food truck.

Your food was dreadful.

With that kind of skill, just because you know Madam Yoon,

you got a job at Bobaejung as a manager?

It must be good to have connections.

Can you not act like you're so righteous?

It's nauseating.

It's what?

Ms. Cheon, did you hear what he said about me?

I'm nauseating?

You're bullying an employee on your first day.

It's assault.

Well...

I wouldn't call it assault.

There's no getting through to you.

Be prepared to pay me 10,000 dollars for the brooch.

When can you get the money?

Fine. I'll pay you back.

It's 10,000 dollars. Remember.

Ten grand.

What was that about? It's unbelievable.

Who has 10,000 dollars lying about?

What a fraud.

I wasn't going to make her pay me the 10,000 dollars,

but she acts like she's so righteous when she's a home-wrecker.

Se Ran.

Let's take the photos first, then we'll talk.

Shall we?

Did you read the list of questions I sent?

Yes.

I'll give you some great answers.

I look forward to it.

We're ready for you.

She's almost ready.

Oh, nice.

Can you turn slightly to the side?

Smile brightly.

This is where my son-in-law works.

I'd love to buy him some tangerines, his favorite.

But I won't bother him.

You look amazing today.

How did you find the studio?

Do you think I can't find you, wherever you are?

I'll follow you to the end of the earth.

Get back to work.

Your lunch break's almost over.

What a pity.

Shall I skip work?

I can't concentrate, knowing you look so pretty today.

What's that?

I love you, Se Ran.

(The Third Marriage)

Let me see. Is it a bad cut?

Be more honest.

Did you just prank me?

Why are you staring at me like that?

Are you looking for your son?

What is Shin Duk Soo doing here at this time of day?

What? My son's here?

You are my son?

You're seeing him again?

- Does his wife know? - She'll find out soon enough.

This is a familiar smell.

Is this...

(Subtitles are provided by KOCOWA.)