CLANK
As the warm bowl of oil slipped from his trembling hand and crashed onto the floor, Kyung Ho's eyes widened in shock.
The clatter echoed in the small room, but his attention was immediately drawn to Jiho's bloodied hand.
His heart clenched with fear and urgency as he rushed towards her, his movements frantic and filled with concern.
'Wife,' he dropped to his knees beside her. Her unconscious form lay pale and fragile, the sight of her injuries sending a surge of anguish through him.
As Kyung Ho cradled Jiho's injured hand with gentleness and desperation, his eyes filled with concern.
Panic surged through him, driving his search for a bandage to soothe her pain.
But just as he was about to stand up and find one, he caught sight of Jiho's pained expression.
Desperation welled up inside him as he tried to shout, "Brother," but no sound escaped his lips.
