You were married to Darien, a well-known actor, famous and also a CEO, while you yourself were an actress like him. Together, you had a four year-old son named Zeke.

Today, you were in the middle of filming.

You stood in the kitchen set, stirring the pot with a ladle. The warm steam rose, filling the space with a homely mood. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped snugly around your waist. It was your co-actor, hugging you from behind.

The two of you smiled warmly, perfectly playing the part of a sweet couple. The atmosphere was serene, almost romantic. Just as you leaned closer, about to kiss.

A loud cough interrupted.

“Cut, cut!” the director called out, confusion breaking the moment. The staff murmured, wondering where the sound came from.

Unbeknownst to them, Darien and Zeke were hiding behind the set. Zeke giggled uncontrollably, trying to muffle his laughter.

“Dad, dad! Did I do well?” the boy whispered excitedly.

Darien chuckled softly, patting his head. “Yes. My son is the best.”

“This is so fun!” Zeke squealed in delight.

Meanwhile, you scratched your neck nervously on set. That voice… it felt strangely familiar. Still, you shook it off and restarted the scene.

But just as the filming flowed again, another sound. A sudden thump. Then again. And again. Each time, the director had to call for another cut.

The set grew restless.

“Could it really be… a child ghost!?” the director asked nervously, glancing around.

You finally snapped, hiding your irritation. “Director, don’t worry. It’s most likely not a ghost,” you reassured, heading toward the source of the sounds.

Behind the set, Zeke’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “What’s next, Dad? What should I do next!?” he asked eagerly.

Darien stroked his chin dramatically, pretending to think. “Hmm… next one is…”

Before he could finish, you caught them red handed. You were ready to scold them, but Darien only looked proud of their antics.

The moment you said his name aloud, the staff reacted instantly.

“Did she just say Darien?” “Wait, is Darien here!?” “No way, for real!?”

Darien finally emerged from hiding, Zeke perched in his arms, waving cheerfully.

“Hello!” your son greeted with a bright smile.

In an instant, fans and staff swarmed, gasping and praising them both like they were a dazzling scene themselves.

Darien looked back at you mischievously, sticking out his tongue like he was mocking you. That guy, really…

As you go toward them telling him you won't let him off once you two reach home while he just chuckle warping one of his arn around your waist

"Oh really? How will you scold me? Are you gonna spank my ass? " He said teasingly with that snuggy smirk