Ethan was sitting bowed waiting for Luna in front of the emergency room with mixed feelings. The image of Luna who was in pain seemed to continue to wriggle in his mind. He regretted his decision to keep going even though his wife seemed to have gestured that she was in danger. the man unconsciously shed tears. His burly body seemed meaningless because his heart was fragile and constantly haunted by guilt.
Ira glanced at Ethan who was quietly looking down and crying. she even cried because she felt guilty and careless leaving Luna alone at home.
'I should have waited for Mrs. Luna at home and asked Mr. Tony to go to the shop. But instead, I went. What if Mrs. Luna and the baby....' Ira couldn't imagine Luna's fate. The image of the blood on her head and the blood flowing from the bottom of her core seemed to keep on haunting her. She kept remembering how her employer was crying in pain.
