Save Your Breath, Her Son Is Seven

Synopsis

After seven years of estrangement, I finally came back home with my seven-year-old son to visit my parents. The moment I stepped off the plane, I ran into my ex's best friend at the airport. He asked, "Seven years have passed. When are you going to apologize to Victor for running away from your wedding?" I looked at him, then glanced back at the boy behind me, holding a Superman toy, the spitting image of me. I couldn't help but laugh. Apologize? Why should I say sorry to a guy who dragged his old flame up to the altar on our wedding day?