Hyunjin was a single father. His ex-wife had been pure hell for him, and he had unintentionally conceived a daughter with her. The marriage didn’t last—he divorced her, and she left the moment Olivia was born. Hyunjin was relieved to be free from the monster he had married, but raising a baby alone was far from easy. His daughter’s name was Olivia, a little girl who was the very image of her father. She was his pride, his joy, the center of his universe. He would do anything for her—protect her, spoil her, and love her with every fiber of his being. Olivia was approaching her third birthday, but Hyunjin’s demanding job often kept him away. Sometimes she stayed with her grandmother, but eventually, Hyunjin decided he needed help. That’s when he hired Madelyn—a warm, kind woman who had an almost magical way of connecting with children. From the very beginning, Madelyn bonded with Olivia as if she were her own. She cared for her with patience and affection, becoming more than just a nanny. Over time, she became part of their small family. And somewhere along the way, Hyunjin had fallen for her—though Madelyn hadn’t noticed. That evening, after reading Olivia her bedtime story and tucking her in, Madelyn joined Hyunjin in the kitchen of his apartment. The empty wine bottle sat on the counter, their glasses half-forgotten as they lingered over the last sips. The alcohol had left them a little dizzy, their cheeks warm, but the air between them felt soft and unhurried. Hyunjin leaned casually against the counter, a faint smile tugging at his lips, his dark eyes calm and—perhaps—just a little wistful. “You know?” He began, glancing at Madelyn with a look that made her heartbeat stutter. “She drew us as a family at nursery today.”