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It was a little earlier than planned.
As it was a little early, preparation was a little less childbirth. Throughout Janet's visit to the hospital, dozens of bad thoughts came to mind in Anderson's mind. I did not know why. The uneasy person 's mind may be that it was not too easy to imagine what was originally good.
I was just scared. I guess Janet will leave. I'll miss their kids. Happiness was the happiness, the happiness that was unexpected was so warm and warm, Anderson who trembled with worry even on the day when there was no problem.
So I had to be more scared. Janet 's trembling, tears, I can not even spit. So, more scared, Anderson forgot the fear. Because he's scary, Janet will be scared too. Now he was neither afraid nor out of order.
Anderson grabbed Janet's hand. Janet has grabbed his hand with a surprisingly tight grip. The strength of a woman is incredibly strong. So Anderson was forced to hold his hand more gently and more gently.
Anderson whispered innumerable words to Janet. Sometimes she seemed unable to hear her ears, so she raised her voice to whisper. I could not remember everything about the contents. No, but I did not know what Anderson was saying. Maybe she whispered in love or painfulness and asked for patience. Maybe if I only stayed today I might have told him everything would be over, sorry or thankful.
I could not follow in the operating room. Janet told me that I do not want to show Anderson my exasperation. Perhaps the stories told by pregnant women might have made her feel like that. The mother who struggles with all her strength to survive was a woman rather than a woman. Janet, however, wanted to be seen as an ordinary woman rather than the one who fought with her in front of Anderson.
It is not that I do not understand the mind, but how disgusting I am to hear screams that bleed from outside the delivery room. Anderson turned round and round several times in his place, bitten all the nails, and pulled water several times to open his dry throat.
If you look at the watch for an hour or so, the minute hand has not turned half a turn yet. People around me tried to calm Anderson's shoulder several times, but I was not able to be confident because I was worried.
When the door of the delivery room opens, every time a doctor or nurse goes back and forth, how many times have you looked at them with blank eyes. Two hours and a little more time, the doctor came out again. He did not even give a glance to me because he had nothing to do with him again, so he came to Anderson slowly. Because he had no mind and could not even remove the mask, Anderson could not even read what he was looking at.
"Mr. Anderson?"
"Yes?"
The doctor then took off his mask. Anderson wanted to cry out for the results in time, but could not. It was not because it was rude. Even breathing is heavy, how can you make your voice bigger?
So instead of opening his mouth, he opened his eyes as hard as he could and looked into the doctor 's face.
I read the ingenuity between the tiredness. The doctor said without a smile. With a voice crushed by tiredness, as if it had not rested for quite a while.
"congratulations. Both mother and daughter are healthy. "
But I was grateful.
Even that tiredness.
€ Anderson and Janet's daughter was named Katherine. As she watched Catherine over the glass wall, Kaya opened her mouth silently.
"······So pretty."
To be honest, Cho was not able to agree. There was not much wrinkling for newborn babies, and skin had little redness, but even so, the newborn was a newborn. If the cuteness does not bloom, it will have to go a day or so longer.
But Kaya's eyes were all pretty and lovely. Not only Kaya, but also Chloe and Amelia. I saw that love filled with eyes, and it seemed that I understood what it was like to say that it falls from the snow.
"· · · · · Also Eurasian is beautiful. right?"
"If you tell me that, it sounds really heavy."
"Then I heard. He said with weight. Listen to the weight. "
At the end of Kaya, Cho Min-joon laughed and smiled Kaya's head. Kaya got angry that she was struggling to tame her hair. I think Katherine should have a good first impression.
But it was not Kaya's story. Chloe was dressed in a neat suit, after making a make-up with a soft, natural feel. In the middle of it, Katherine, who can not open his eyes properly, is smiling in front of him.
Cache I'm Chloe's aunt! Aunt, try! Imo
"· · · · What do you do to a girl who can not see your eyes now."
"I should have done this since I was a child. Do you know? I'll tell you my name later than Anderson or Janet? "
It was the atmosphere that rushed to touch immediately when Katherine came out of the neonatal room, how to stare at the window while saying so.
And it did not take long for the opportunity to come. Soon, Catherine's cart went to the room where Janet was, and everyone followed her nurses. Janet, lying on the bed, tired of exhaustion, looked at her again, staring back at Catherine. The nurse asked.
"Would you hold it?"
"· · · · · · · Yes.
Janet replied with a hoarse voice. And soon Katherine hugged her in her arms. She was the most loving and precious child of all. Janet seems to have no sense of reality, slowly stroking Catherine's head with a blank expression. When the cautious hand touches Katherine 's ball as if it was broken or scared, even those who watched it seemed to be elastic.
It was a beautiful sight. The smile on Janet's mouth was something they had not seen before. As Janet was always hard and hard, she was a chef who was not always a woman or a person, so Janet, who became a mother, gave her a different impression.
It was pretty. I just want Janet to be so nice. She looked like a woman, compared to the way she wore a wedding dress.
"······envy. Janet. "
Chloe muttered silently. Kaya swung his arms around Chloe's shoulder.
Chloe looked at Kaya for a moment with awkward face, and soon she looked again at Catherine and Janet.
It was about time that Rachel arrived. As soon as she got a call, she was in a good mood, and a pretty clumsy head or attire was showing me how urgent she was.
Why? She felt something unknown in Rachel's eyes as she gazed at Katherine. Something deep, warm, but so sick somewhere.
It was a while after I realized why.
"Daniel did not want to have a child."
Rachel muttered in a low voice. Cho Min-joon was not surprised at that remark.
I knew there was no child in the first place. I used to think that it was not one of them either because I did not want to have one, or if I did not have a good child.
"Why do you think?"
"Why is it important? The child did not want to have it. I think I will not be happy if I tell him to go right now. Of course, I do not think I'll be pretty after I have it. "
"Dreams are true, making people unable to live like people."
"I can live like a man. It makes me not live like a normal person. "
Cho Min-joon said that and looked at Rachel. I honestly did not understand Daniel's feelings. The cooking diary was not the only idea of silk cooking. In fact, it was a dish rather than a dish, and it was a diary. There was also a picture of a unicorn that had nothing to do with cooking, and there were cases where his ideas were written.
And Daniel, who was tapped through it, was certainly a free man to live with the birth of a child, leading an ordinary family, and enjoying a calm bliss. Even if he had a child, Daniel would not have been too happy to sacrifice his life for his child. The most important thing for him was his life.
'I do not think the country will be much different.'
Of course, though I may have a completely different idea after I have a baby, I thought that now. Even if I have a lovely child, Cho Min-joon thinks that my dream and cooking are more likely than the child. Kaya might be a little different, but Cho Min-joon did.
"If there was a child, my life might have been a little different. If Daniel left, he might not have fallen so easily. · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·>
"I understand. What a mind. But it's always frightening to give birth to children like us. "
"Jack is preparing to die."
In the sudden pouring of words, Cho Min – joon failed to answer his throat. As I knew it, I could understand it more quickly. Rachel smiled bitterly.
"But, nevertheless, it 's not that frightened look. Jack believes Lisa will survive the cancer. And I do not fear my death because I think that Lisa will keep all of my things. "
"······································································································.
"But now I'm not sorry. I've got someone to keep everything going. "
Rachel said that and looked at Joe Min-joon. Cho Min-joon opened his mouth with a sneer.
"It was Dave or Zune … No, I knew it was coming out of other chefs."
"I told you the other day. They can inherit my restaurants. But we can not cook our dishes. "
Why Different styles of chefs? But that's the same with me. My cooking is neither Daniel nor teacher. "
"It's not a matter of resembling our cuisine. It's a question of whether we cook. "
Cho Min-joon still seemed unable to understand. Rachel did not feel like that. I can not endure such a thing, but the expectation that Cho Min – jun will give her is so great.
"Your style may be a little different, but all the thoughts and ideals we had were passed on to you one by one. Everything you taught is dissolved in you. "
"… but that's the same with other chefs, is not it?"
"And one more thing."
In response to Cho 's question, Rachel lifted her finger. She said with a sincere expression that she had no laughing.
"The world is the best that no one can deny."
"… Is not it too vague?"
"Who does that? It's vague. I and Daniel were the best. No chefs in the world as well as the United States dare to take our food and eat it. You should be that way. "
"There is a long way to go."
"Yes, far away. The Zune is switching it to a shortcut, but it's still far. So everything, Minjun Ah. You have to take everything that Zune can give you. And come to LA. "
Rachel laughed.
"The main store · · · · · No, the Venice shop is ready for you. Write down your history next to all the memories and history of me and Daniel. "
"My history …?"
"That is my little hope."
Cho did not laugh.
"My restaurant, which was the best, is still the best because you have it."
Expectations were heavy.
"I will present you the best environment, and you will be rewarded for being the best."
I did not hate the heaviness.
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