Ever since Nancy fell ill, I hadn't been able to reach him. After many twists and turns, I finally found him.
"Honey."
My call got stuck in my throat.
The scene before me was incredibly painful to witness.
He squeezed the wet towel and carefully wiped Nancy's body.
Although he had a scruffy beard, he looked energetic.
It was as if he became a superman for Nancy and never knew pain again.
But when I was with him, I didn't want him to even touch a needle, for fear that he would hurt himself.
But he actually could do all this for Nancy.
I Knocked on the door.
He turned around and the moment he saw me, his expression changed from guilty to indifferent.
"What are you doing here? Consider I borrowed that thirty thousand dollars. I'll pay back to you when I get my salary."
The first thing he did was to distance himself from me.
Had I ever asked him for a penny in all these years?
I didn't even care how much money was in my account.
I was just worried that he didn't have enough to spend, so I worked hard every day to make money.
But maybe all this money was spent on Nancy.