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As soon as my work finished, I grabbed my car keys, running to rush out as soon as possible. When my car engine roared, I glanced at my watch—it was already 7 pm. I was late. Cursing in my head, I stepped on the gas fully. No sooner than ever, my car was zooming across the highway at 300 km/h. I wanted to reach Seoul within half an hour. "Ha." What madness. I was trying to cover 150 km within 30 minutes from Daejeon to Seoul. Now some people might ask why I am rushing so fast and desperate to go there. It is because of my wife. Early this morning, my wife insisted on going to the Baeksang Arts Awards ceremony. She told me that this is the most highly regarded award in South Korea and she has been nominated for the Best New Actress award. That's why I am rushing as recklessly as possible. I didn't want to miss out on this golden opportunity to make amends with my wife, so I promised her that I would attend it. We were at a cold war for a few days now. Well, it's not her fault; I was the one who broke my promise, so I don't want to repeat the same mistake twice. As I reached the Baeksang Arts Awards venue, I could hear the award presenters' voices. "The Baeksang Arts Award for Best Film New Actress goes to..." When I hurriedly showed the venue tickets, security guards backed out without checking and bowed. As soon as I wanted to start running inside, I heard the presenter's voice again. "Kim Soo-jin" When I heard my wife's name, I was filled with immense joy. My halted steps started to run towards her, finding new determination to see the award in her hands. While I was one step away from the venue, Soo-jin's voice could be heard throughout the venue. "Good evening, everyone. I am deeply honored and humbled to receive this prestigious Baeksang Award tonight. I want to thank the judges, my incredible team, and my fans who have supported me through every step of my journey. This award means more to me than I can express." When I opened the doors, our eyes met. She was staring at the door, waiting for me, it seemed. I showed the victory sign with a big smile on my face. Suddenly, she became quiet, staring at me. There were tears in her eyes, furrowed brows. Her eyes changed; they were the same as my father's eyes—filled with hatred. In the past, she looked at me with indifference, but never has she ever looked at me with hatred. "Why?" was the only question in my head. I was confused. Her voice cracked while speaking. Tears were pouring from her eyes, but she spoke as stubbornly as always. "I have been diagnosed with angiosarcoma, a rare and aggressive cancer of the heart. I have less than three months left. I want to spend these three months with the person I love. I was forced to marry Kim Joon-ho. There is no love between us. Please help me. Please save me."
