It was Ailee's last day at the hospital. Domi had packed all the things and plugged them into the car. At the same time. Ailee accompanied Bey and Dina, who visited her. Because Ailee's condition is getting better, Mario lets his wife.
"Thank God you look healthy.." Ailee smiled, making Bey's worried face turn even more level.
"I told you I'm fine. Pregnant women don't have to worry."
"How could I not worry that you were rushed to the hospital like this. You must eat well!"
"Hah!"
"What the heck! You have to maintain regular mealtimes, don't go on a random diet. Look how small you are, ah! It's useless if you have a lot of money if you're not healthy."
Ailee glanced at Dina, who was holding back a laugh. He was annoyed. Bey can conclude the problem of eating patterns that he rushed to the hospital. Who made this absurd excuse. Dina joined in approaching Ailee's bed.
"Mario told Bey that you were on the wrong diet," Dina explained.
