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Seohyun rushed towards the operation theater where her husband had been taken in. She received a call half an hour ago that he had fallen off the stairs at a party. Her heart was racing as she made her way towards the VIP floor.

Siwan was just coming out of the operation theater. He did not perform the surgery on Yoha but rather assisted the neurologist in charge since there was a lack of doctors in the hospital that night. Most had gone to a training session out of town and only a few doctors were available nearby to assist the critical cases.

As soon as he saw the bereaved woman, he immediately recognized her as Yohan's wife.

"Mrs. Song?" he called out. Seohyun, who was still searching for the operation theater, paused and walked towards him.

"Yes!" she exclaimed. "How is he?"

Siwan hesitated. "You might want to sit down for this, Mrs. Song," he said in a gentle tone.

Seohyun was now alarmed. She sat on a bench and Siwan sat next to her, looking apologetic.

"We had to perform an emergency surgery on him," he explained. "His fall was quite serious and he sustained a deep injury on his head. The neurosurgeon is patching him up and we have stabilized his condition. However, he bled out a lot and…"

He took a deep breath before saying, "Your husband is now in a coma."

Siwan paused for a moment, letting the news sink in. Seohyun was frozen to her spot as the realization dawned on her. He expected her to be in shock or crying which was a normal reaction for a loved one.

What he did not expect were her next words.

"When he was brought in, did you by any chance happen to find anything in his jacket?" she asked in a calm tone.

Siwan was taken aback by her question. Her husband was in a coma and she was asking about the contents in his jacket?

"You see, he might have some important bank books and cash," she went on. "People might take stuff out of there. After all, the party he attended was hosted by a nouveau rich. They're not really the best hosts and might even take stuff from their guests. I just want to make sure my husband's belongings are safe."

"I think the on-duty nurse kept them safely in his ward," Siwan frowned. He was puzzled by the woman's line of thought.

As far as he knew, she had also recently lost her daughter and now, her husband's life was at stake. Then why is she acting like this? He wondered.

"I'll be taking them," Seohyun said. "Also, please make sure that my husband gets the best treatment. Until he recovers, I'll be taking over the business and also oversee our daughter's funeral."

Siwan could only nod as the woman stood up and went to meet the on-duty nurse. He was perplexed by the situation but could not stop her from taking her husband's belongings.

Seohyun walked up to the nurse and conversed with her. The nurse nodded and made her sign some papers before handing her over Yohan's jacket. Seohyun checked inside it and to her relief, the envelope was in it. Thanking the nurse, she quickly left the hospital, leaving her sick husband alone.

Shaking his head at the blatant nonchalance of the elites, Siwan went back to his cabin. Even though he could go back home, he decided to stay back and help out the night shift staff.

Sleep can wait, he thought warily.

Just then, Jina came bursting into his cabin, startling him. She had changed out of the heavy gown by tearing off the bottom half and put on a pair of grey sweat pants which she borrowed from a hotel staff.

"Where did you keep Song Yohan's belongings?" she demanded.

"His wife just took them away!" Siwan replied. "What-"

She did not stop and darted towards the VIP floor. Siwan ran after her, calling her name but Jina did not stop. She ran past the nurses and ward boys until she reached Song Yohan's room.

"What are you doing?" Siwan huffed. He was panting heavily but Jina did not stop to listen. She cursed out loud.

"Shit!" she yelled. "His wife took the jacket!"

"Now will you tell me what happened?" Siwan asked, feeling a little annoyed.

"Song Yohan was seen taking that envelope from a mysterious man at the party!" Jina revealed. "We need that envelope and check its contents. It might be a clue to Rachel's murder!"

Jina was now back to square one. The whole case was frustrating her to no end and she wanted to scream out loud. Not only was the murderer out at large but there was a vengeful poltergeist who hellbent on killing Jina's brother. The more she delayed in solving the case, the more danger Minyoon was in.

"I…" she wanted to cry but tears just would not come. She was not sad but rather angry at herself. Siwan seemed to have understood her frustration. He gently patted her shoulder.

"It's okay," he reassured her. "These things can happen. The case might look unsolvable now but I know that if there's someone who can solve it, then that'll be you, Jina."

"I wish it was that easy…"

Jina slumped on the empty bed, feeling dejected. "I just feel that if I don't solve it quickly, I'll not be able to catch the murderer at all! Just one clue. I only need one bloody clue!"

Siwan sat next to her and held her hand. "You will find it," he told her firmly. "There was a time when I thought I'd never be able to escape my dad. But I did, didn't I? You helped me escape that time. So I know what you're capable of. That monster will be caught. I know you can do it."

Jina flashed him a small smile. "Thanks," she said, feeling grateful. "For believing in me."

"Anytime," Siwan smiled and ruffled her hair. He gazed at her with affection but she was too occupied with her thoughts to notice the soft look in his eyes which were only reserved for her.

"Mrs. Song-"

Both of them jumped when they saw a nurse entering the ward. The nurse seemed flustered and was holding an envelope in her hands.

"Doctor Kang!" she exclaimed, blushing a little. "I'm sorry! I thought Mrs. Song was in here-"

"What is it?" Siwan asked. "She left already and the patient is in the post-op room."

"We put the wrong envelope in Mr. Song's jacket," the nurse revealed. "It got mixed up with one of our patient's blood reports! One of the new nurses took out the real envelope from the jacket and mixed it up with the reports! She didn't even check the name. This is the real one."

She handed Siwan the envelope. Jina jumped up and saw Song Yohan's name written on it. She quickly took the envelope from Siwan's hands and ripped it open. Inside it were several photographs along with a pendrive. Taking them in her hands, Jina went through every one of them. Her dejected face turned hopeful.

"Bingo!" she whispered in awe.

"What's in the photos?" Siwan asked, feeling curious.

Jina held one up. Siwan's eyes widened in shock when he saw them.

"We hit the jackpot!" Jina smirked.