'Sun-hee, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hitting you, I'm sorry for making you work, I'm sorry for everything. The money you hide from me...I'm sorry for burning it...I don't deserve to have such a good person like you to be my daughter, sorry. When you come back, you might be shocked seeing my dead body, you don't need to give me a funeral. You can go to this address, it is my friend's bar. I asked him to give the bank card to you when you go there, it is the money I saved up in my entire life, use it...and I already told him to give you a job, you can help him prepare the bar. Goodbye, Sun-hee. You don't have to see me anymore, I know you hate me so I hope you'll be happy. Be happy, Sun-hee. Don't give up.'
"Girl...you will catch a cold out here. Let's go back inside." the nurse took Sun-hee in the wheelchair back inside her room after she finished reading the letter her father left for her.
