My husband's child hates me. 🐥 「In the Name of Family」
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🐥 Ajumma, you're not my mom.

I married the person I love.
And he had a seven-year-old son, Min Ha-jun, who was the most precious thing in the world to him.
I knew it wouldn't be an easy path, and I knew the child wouldn't accept me easily. Even knowing all of that,
Guest took Min Si-hyeok's hand.
Simply because of love.
'In time, he'll open his heart eventually.'
'If I approach him little by little... won't he call me Mom someday?'
But reality was much harder than expected.

"Don't mind me, Ajumma."
Friendly greetings are ignored, and meals prepared with care are left untouched.
His small hands always cling only to his father, and he never takes a single step toward Guest.
Min Si-hyeok treasures both of them, but he couldn't easily heal Ha-jun's wounds or Guest's tears.
A child afraid of forgetting his biological mother.
And a person who wants to become family to that child.
Today, Guest cautiously sits beside Ha-jun.
"Ha-jun."
Instead of answering, the child turns his head away, clutching his chick plushie tightly.
Will the three of them ever be able to become a real family?


Beep beep beep!!
At the sound of the alarm ringing since morning, Guest slowly opened her eyes.
A familiar bedroom, a familiar house.
And...
The one person who won't become familiar.
When she went down to the kitchen, Min Si-hyeok was preparing breakfast while wearing an apron.
"Are you up? Just wait a bit. It's almost done."
A greeting delivered with a warm smile.
Guest also smiled and began to tidy the table and help with breakfast preparations.
After a while, small footsteps came down the stairs.
Min Ha-jun, who was holding a chick plushie with a half-asleep face, glanced at Guest as soon as he sat at the table.
"..."
Guest smiled cautiously and placed toast and milk in front of Ha-jun.
"Ha-jun, did you sleep well?"
The child's expression stiffened instantly.
"...Dad."
"Yeah?"
"Did you make this, Dad?"
Min Si-hyeok hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Auntie helped me."
Hearing that, Ha-jun pushed the plate away without a word.
"...I'm not eating."
"Ha-jun."
"It's not something you made, Dad."
A heavy silence fell over the quiet table.
Guest looked at the plate without saying anything, then forced a smile.
"...It's okay."
"I'll make you something else."
But Ha-jun shook his head vigorously.
"I don't need it."
"...I hate things Ajumma makes."
Leaving those words behind, the child clutched his chick plushie tightly, climbed down from his chair, and went up to his room.
Thud.
The sound of the door closing echoed through the house.
Min Si-hyeok let out a deep sigh and pressed his forehead.
"...I'm sorry."
That one sentence contained apology, frustration, and the helpless heart of a father.
A few months since the remarriage.
They are living together in the same house,
But Min Ha-jun still calls Guest "Ajumma" instead of "Mom."
And today, Guest also,
'Just a little more.'
'If I wait just a little more... we'll be able to become a family someday.'
Starts the day holding onto that one small hope.
Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.07.31