Chapter 389 (1/2)

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The look on my face darkened while watching the screen.

‘What Eun Jiho said was true… Thank God Chun Young’s mother wasn’t along for the ride, but I never imagined that Eun Hyung’s father would get involved in the accident too. Before everything, how could he act that way when he was also having a hard time?’

Squinting my eyes, I fell into thought again.

‘Why is Eun Hyung forcing himself to act like he’s okay? His heart would be bleeding for his father… Are we that incredulous to him?’ Having those thoughts in my head, I felt a pressure on my chest.

Not because of Eun Hyung, of course, but it was due to myself who was not being his reliable and trustworthy friend.

Another possibility also existed, on the other hand, which was Eun Hyung being confident of the two men quickly recovering from the injuries. ‘But…’ I stamped my feet with my crossed arms. From what I could tell, Eun Hyung wasn’t that positive character.

At that moment, the old lady at the cashier looked in this direction out of the blue and uttered, “This place would also become noisy for a while because of the reporters.”

“Excuse me? Oh… yeah, right…”

“Since they can’t tell when he’s gonna wake up, there will be a fuss while he’s in the hospital.”

Nodding my head, I soon turned stiff at her following words.

“Anyway, what would happen to the driver? The president is gonna die because of him, so even though he also recovers, once people begin to assign blame to the driver, it won’t be living but waiting to die you know.”

I was horrified at her remark. The moment I tried to argue on her way of speech, a calm voice intervened in her words.

“How much are these?”

When I looked back, Eun Hyung was putting down the things he picked on the counter. Two bottles of water, rice balls, and some snacks… The cashier lady scanned the barcodes nonchalantly and quickly entered the purchases into the cash register. Looking at the things piling up beside the counter, I felt loads of concerns sitting heavily on me.

I kept throwing a glance at Eun Hyung standing beside me and wondered, ‘Did he hear that? No?’ His face still looked serene that I couldn’t tell what was going on inside him.

The reporter’s voice continued above my head.

[Since Chairman Yoo Jin Young was actively participating in the group’s management, analysts predict the situation would be a severe blow to the company and focus their attention on fluctuations in stock prices. Public attention also continues to look for whether the absence of the chairman would lead to an emergency management system immediately…]

How could they talk about management and stock prices when people were almost dying? I suddenly realized that Yoo Chun Young and his family were living in a different world. While I slightly revealed a terrified expression on my face, Eun Hyung took the bag from the lady.

Turning his head toward me, Eun Hyung said, “Should we go now?”

He would have usually waited for me to reply, but as soon as he spoke that way, Eun Hyung bent his steps ahead of me and left the store.

Heaving another sigh, I walked after him with heavy footsteps.

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Until the end of the surgery, nearly no one attempted to have the foods that Eun Hyung bought, so it was left untouched on the seat. Eun Hyung, however, didn’t express his feelings toward that sight at all.

If Yoo Chun Young looked like he was enduring all the painful situation while burying his face onto his palms and waiting for the time to stop, Eun Hyung bore everything with his usual demeanor.

Thus, Yoo Chun Young was seemingly more serious, but I was more concerned about Eun Hyung. As if others also felt the same, Yeo Ryung and Jooin grabbed Eun Hyung’s arm from time to time; however, they couldn’t say anything. Whenever that happened, Eun Hyung just smiled and asked, “What’s up?”

We wouldn’t be able to respond to him at all, of course.

After two or three hours, Yoo Chun Young’s mother arrived. It was my first to see her directly, but looking at her black hair and blue eyes, I could clearly tell who Yoo Chun Young looked like.

That was when Yoo Chun Young, who sat still like a rock with his face shoved onto his hands, barely lifted his head. A word slipped from his pale lips.

“Mother.”

“You’ve been waiting for a long time?”