Hana's eyes widened in alarm, her voice going firm. "Taehyung," she warned, "lower your tone." But the damage was already done. Elder Jeon stood up, his presence towering over everyone. Han and Somi followed, both looking uncomfortable.

Ignoring Taehyung completely, the elder turned to Daehyun, his voice cold as ice. "Teach your omega son some manners, Mr. Kim. We Jeons don't tolerate being insulted. And just so you know—your son will be a Jeon whether you like it or not." With that, he spun around and stormed

out, leaving the tea and snacks untouched. Han and Somi hung back for a moment, clearly embarrassed by the elder's behavior. Somi turned to Daehyun and gave a small, apologetic bow. "I'm really sorry for his words, but please, believe me, he means well—

even if it doesn't sound like it." Han nodded in agreement, his tone apologetic. "I know my father's not easy to deal with, but I'll make sure my son doesn't overstep like this again. And still If he does anything, please don't hesitate to let me know." Then, He gave a bow and

added, "Thank you for your understanding. Now, we'll take our leave." They both gave polite, almost forced smiles before quickly following the elder out of the house, leaving a heavy silence behind.

After the Jeons left, Taehyung finally let out a shaky breath, realizing just how tense he had been. His fists were still clenched tightly at his sides. Hana stepped closer to him, resting a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Taehyung, you shouldn't have spoken like that," she

said with a sigh. And Taehyung opened his mouth to protest, but Daehyun spoke first, "He spoke the truth, Hana. And sometimes, the truth needs to be said, even if it makes people uncomfortable." Hana turned to her husband, her worry deepening. "Daehyun, did you not hear what

Mr. Jeon's father said? This isn't just about words. That man doesn't take defiance lightly." "I heard him," Daehyun replied without any hint of fear. "But don't worry. We'll handle this. Trust me." Hana sighed, her eyes flicking to Taehyung. "Jungkook's parents are kind,

but his grandfather... he's a different story. I'm afraid he'll back Jungkook in whatever he decides to do. And that's what scares me the most." Taehyung, unable to hold back his frustration, muttered under his breath, "Then his grandfather is just like him—disrespectful,

arrogant, and controlling freak." Hana's gaze snapped to him, her eyes stern. "Taehyung, stop it. You will not speak of elders with such disrespect." "But, Mom—" "No," she cut him off, her tone resolute. "That's not how I raised you. Showing respect, even when it's hard, is