Min Jee walked back and forth outside of the ICU. She’s been waiting for five hours. Daewon has an ongoing surgery and she couldn’t stop panicking. Youngjae came over and showered her with a genial embrace.

“What happened?” he asked while caressing her hair.

“Someone tried to stab me. Daewon intervened. It should have been me,” she said and sobbed in his chest.

“Sh. It’s not your fault. I’ll investigate this case. Daewon will be fine. That kid is tough.”

He pulled his face and gazed down at her puffy eyes.

“Listen, he will make it. That jerk can never leave you.”

Min Jee hugged him even more.

“I know...