The Omega Is Pregnant-Chapter 94

[Have you been well?]

Her bright, cheerful voice instantly reminded him of the warm atmosphere from the interview. After exchanging some polite greetings, she got to the point.

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[Actually, I’m calling about the interview. To get straight to the result... we won’t be able to publish it.]

Reporter Park Soo-hee cautiously began explaining what had happened with the interview. It was, as he suspected, because of the article he’d just seen.

“I’m okay. Yeah, we can just do it again sometime. Just let me know whenever.”

He could’ve asked why it had come to this, but he didn’t. Instead, he just felt bad, like he’d made her waste her time because of him.

“I’ll talk to Grandfather myself.”

She’d said she didn’t know how to bring it up to Chairman Kang Hak-jung, so Tae-seo offered to take care of it, and the call ended there.

After setting the phone down, Tae-seo tapped the edge of the sink with his finger.

“It’s not a big deal that the interview got canceled...”

Still, something about it didn’t sit right. Probably because he knew it wasn’t just a coincidence.

“What do I do.”

****

“The Chairman is in a meeting. He asked that you wait for a moment.”

“Is it okay if I wait here?”

“Feel free to stay wherever you’re comfortable.”

Tae-seo gave a polite thanks in response to the secretary’s formal tone and stepped inside. He’d come to the office in person to relay what Reporter Park Soo-hee had said, and spotted a familiar face among the staff. It was someone who was always behind his grandfather, but he’d never properly said hello before.

“Thank you for the delicious lunch box when I was in the hospital.”

“I was just following orders.”

“Still, it was really good.”

When Tae-seo bowed his head, the secretary looked briefly flustered, then smiled.

The conversation ended, and a quiet awkwardness hung in the air, but Tae-seo didn’t step into the Chairman’s office. Not just because it would be rude to enter when his grandfather wasn’t there. It was more that... he could feel a not-so-subtle gaze lingering on him the whole time.

“Instead of staring like that, just ask.”

“Pardon?”

“The interview I already did fizzled out, and I don’t know when the next one will happen. But I figure people are probably curious about our Executive VP’s love life. So go ahead—ask whatever you want.”

Enthralled by his words, the secretary swallowed. She looked Tae-seo over like she was trying to decide whether she really could ask.

“Really?”

“I’ll answer everything I can.”

Tae-seo crossed his arms and tilted his chin slightly. His confident posture clearly said he was ready to lay everything out on the table.

“Then...”

After hesitating for a while, the secretary finally worked up the courage to speak.

“Jjajangmyeon or jjamppong?”

Even Tae-seo, who considered himself pretty quick-witted, was speechless.

“Korean or Western cuisine? Americano or latte?”

As the questions continued, Tae-seo’s jaw slowly dropped. So she was asking about preferences—but somehow, they were surprisingly hard to answer.

“I like jjajangmyeon, but I’m not sure about Se-heon hyung. Since he’s a good cook, we usually eat Korean food at home, and then...”

Wait, what was the question again?

“He prefers americano, and I slightly prefer lattes.”

“In MBTI, I vs. E?”

“I think I’m an E... but I’m not sure about Se-heon hyung.”

“Whatever you do know is fine. Can I move on to the next one? This one isn’t a preference-based question.”

The secretary shifted her tone, like she was warning him to listen carefully this time. Tae-seo looked at her with alert eyes.

“You’re walking down the street and you find some money. How much of it would you give to the Executive VP?”

“You’re asking how much I’d give him without knowing how much I found?”

When the secretary nodded, Tae-seo thought about it and answered.

“No matter how much it is... I’d just give him all of it. But what was that question for?”

Se-heon gave him a card—what, he couldn’t give him some cash?

“It was a love test.”

“Well, if I say I’ll give, I give for real. Ask another ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) one.”

Before she could even pose the next question, Tae-seo was already asking for more, looking excited. Reporter Park Soo-hee’s interview had been fun, sure, but this one was way more his style.

“What’s the most memorable thing he said on your first meeting?”

“‘I have no interest in being dragged around by some blob of flesh.’”

“Eyes, nose, or lips—what’s your favorite feature?”

“Face.”

“Least favorite?”

“Eyebrows.”

There was a short pause, probably because she couldn’t connect the dots between liking the face but not the eyebrows. Tae-seo poked at his own eyebrow with his index finger.

“When he doesn’t like something, his eyebrows twitch.”

He raises them into little peaks, narrows the space between them—anyway, it’s all small reactions, but they show his mood crystal clear.

“Ah...”

The secretary understood right away and asked the next question.

“Then who do you hope the baby takes after?”

This was a question that didn’t even need thinking.

“Obviously me.”

“You must love yourself a lot.”

“Who else would the baby resemble to be cuter?”

Not only did Tae-seo lean in close to the secretary, he tilted his head side to side, clearly trying to get her to take a good look at his face—and it worked.

“Yoon Tae-seo, of course.”

“See? Told you.”

The secretary looked away, just slightly. Honestly, the baby would probably be handsome no matter who they resembled, but if it came to charm, one side definitely went overboard.

“If you were to join the company, would you rather be ranked above or below the Executive VP?”

“Definitely below.”

“And why is that?”

“Because I like that mix of formal and informal speech. That tone when he gets a little snippy—it’s kind of nice...”

At this point, it was just perv— The secretary trailed off. Tae-seo had leaned so far forward to hear her answer, he was basically flopped over now. They both flinched at the same time.

‘Blessing’s in there.’

For Tae-seo, it was because his belly almost got squashed. For the secretary, it was because her actions had been exposed.

She’d thought it was fine since only her upper body was showing and her hands on the keypad weren’t visible, but now that she’d been caught, she confessed right away.

“There are... a lot of people curious. I’m sorry. Not a lot, actually—just the staff in the secretary’s office.”

Tae-seo didn’t respond immediately to her excuse. Instead, he stared down at her hands, as if thinking something over, then nodded slowly.

“That makes sense.”

“Ma—Makes sense?”

“Why didn’t I think of that?”

Tae-seo’s eyes widened for a moment, then relaxed into a half-smile.

“Ask more. Go ahead and ask everything they want to know.”

“Ah—yes!”

Though she’d hesitated in surprise, he was giving her open permission, so there was no reason to hold back.

The secretary pushed her phone toward him. Tae-seo glanced over the nonstop stream of messages in the group chat and began answering them one by one, clearly entertained.

“How well do I know Se-heon hyung’s personality? Of course I don’t. At first, he treated me like a little kid, but now he’s so sweet I can’t tell what his actual personality is like.”

That hard-ass, ultra-sarcastic guy with a wall for a personality? No idea. Actually—forgot all about that.

“How much of a perfectionist is Se-heon hyung? Sounds like you guys feel a wall with him. Me? I dunno. More like... a curtain?”

Whether he noticed the secretary’s fingers occasionally pausing on the keypad or not, Tae-seo just kept talking however he pleased.

“Not perfect—just perfectly sweet.”

“...Final question.”

Tae-seo still looked like he wanted more, but the secretary brought it to a close. Seeing her struggling to keep her hands from cramping as she typed, Tae-seo assumed she was tired and nodded in understanding.

“To Omega Yoon Tae-seo, what is Alpha Kang Se-heon?”

It was the first question Tae-seo took his time to think about.

Unlike choosing between jjajangmyeon and jjamppong, this wasn’t a question with a quick answer. So he waited, then spoke, fumbling through his still-messy thoughts.

“A kind, gentle Alpha. Someone who says sweet things and treats me warmly. He’s dependable... thoughtful... How do I even say this? Is there no clean, simple way to put it?”

The secretary gave up.

“Thank you.”

She decided it was best to end it here and offered her thanks, but Tae-seo leaned in even closer than before.

“Wh-Why are you...?”

“Can you summarize everything I’ve said so far?”

His bright smile, full of charm, made it impossible to refuse.

****

“What the hell is this. Ha.”

Han Mi-sun let out an exasperated breath again and again.

She had made sure Tae-seo’s interview wouldn’t be published. She just didn’t like the way he looked her straight in the eye and argued back. It was a petty revenge—but it was also for the future. Sure, an article had already come out about him dating Kang Se-heon, but doing an actual sit-down interview was something else.

She’d made that call because she was still considering the possibility of Tae-seo ending up with In-hyuk. If the interview got published, that door would shut completely.

But instead, she got blindsided. Inside the company, a Q&A featuring Tae-seo’s answers was circulating—along with his photo. Right in front of the secretary who had brought it to her, Han Mi-sun crumpled the printed sheet in frustration.

Q. To Omega Yoon Tae-seo, what is Alpha Kang Se-heon?

A. The Alpha of all Alphas.