Hyun Jung was impatiently waiting outside the Operation Theater. His mother had sustained heavy injuries on her hands. She would not be able to use her hands properly ever again.
He was in a deep dilemma. His father was her only source of income and now that he was out of the lives, his mother would be left with no money. How will she survive?
Burying his head in his hands, Hyun Jung cursed his luck. Even after being freed from that monster, his mother was in no better state!
"Why the long face?"
Hyun Jung looked up to find Jiwon leaning against the wall, sipping mango juice. He held up a bottle for him. "Drink up," he offered.
"No thanks," Hyun Jung refused quietly. "I'm not thirsty."
"Suit yourself," Jiwon shrugged and took a seat next to him. They sat beside each other in an awkward silence.
"Thanks for your help," Hyun Jung said, breaking the ice. "If it wasn't for you, we couldn't have escaped his clutches."
