"Jun said that you've been spacing out for a few days. Is that true?" Naomi asked, her voice filled with concern as she handed over a plate of dinner to Liam and Jun.Liam smiled shyly, accepting the plate. "Yeah, I guess I've been a bit distracted," he admitted.Naomi looked down at her own food for a few moments before finally speaking up. "You know, if the burden's getting too heavy, I can always drop out and start working," she said, her voice soft and tentative.Liam nearly choked on his food, surprised by her suggestion. "Why are you thinking like that?" he asked, his concern mirrored in his eyes.Naomi remained silent, her gaze fixed on her food as she pushed it around on her plate.Liam let out a sigh, realizing the weight of his recent behavior on those around him. "You don't need to worry about money. Just study hard, okay? I'll take care of everything else. I've been dozing off, maybe I haven't been doing enough for too long, so I've bee
Liam shifted his gaze away from the sleeping Naomi, her cheeks still stained with the remnants of tears. Her exhaustion had finally claimed her, granting her a temporary respite from the emotional turmoil that had wracked her during the day. Liam didn't want to wake her; she needed every moment of rest she could get.With a soft voice, almost a whisper, he addressed the mysterious system that had come into his life in the most unexpected way. "System, buy a great potion," he requested, his words cautious as he didn't want to disturb Naomi's slumber."Great potion has been purchased. Check your inventory," replied the system, its voice echoing softly in Liam's mind.Liam's fingers danced in the air as if he were plucking something from thin air, and a transparent window appeared before him. It displayed his inventory, an ethereal grid of boxes. Among the items listed there was the great potion he had just acquired.Carefully, he took the potion from his inventory, and with trembling ha
In the quiet of the police station, Officer Reynolds was meticulously organizing his reports, a sense of accomplishment settling over him as he neared the end of his night shift. He knew that the case of domestic violence he'd just received from Liam Kim was going to require significant attention and care.However, his focused routine was disrupted when his senior officer, Detective Harris, strolled by, a curious glint in his eye. "What's this, Reynolds?" he inquired, snatching up the report playfully. He had intended to tease his junior colleague at first, but as he began to read the contents, his expression shifted from amusement to one of concern.Detective Harris muttered to himself as he scanned the report. "I know this victim," he said, his voice growing somber.Officer Reynolds looked up, surprise in his eyes. "You know her?""Yeah," Detective Harris confirmed with a heavy sigh. "We've had her file reports a couple of times in the past. And, Reynol
The doctor stood in the corridor outside the Intensive Care Unit, baffled by what had just transpired. The patient, a woman who had been in critical condition just moments ago, had miraculously improved. Her vital signs had stabilized, and her wounds seemed to be healing at an astonishing rate. Though she remained unconscious, her appearance had shifted from that of a gravely ill patient to someone peacefully asleep.As he exited the ICU, still lost in his daze of disbelief, he was startled by a voice. "Is there something?" Liam, the patient's guardian, inquired as soon as he noticed someone emerging from the ICU.The doctor, unable to conceal his astonishment, turned to face Liam. "Ah, no. I mean, yes," he stammered, struggling to find words to explain the inexplicable. "She's healing much faster than normal. I mean, it's a good thing she's no longer in critical condition. It's just… It's so strange that all I can say is that it's nothing short of a miracle," he finally managed to sa
In the sterile, fluorescent-lit room of the hospital, a doctor in a white coat carefully examined Shanann's condition. Surprisingly, the doctor's expression turned from one of concern to relief. "Well, Ms. Shanann," the doctor began, "your condition appears to have improved significantly since you were admitted a few days ago. You seem to be quite healthy now. However, we still need to keep you here for a few more days, just to be absolutely sure."Shanann nodded, her eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and curiosity. After the doctor left the room, she couldn't help but turn to her brother, Liam, with a puzzled expression. "What happened?" she asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.Liam gazed at his sister's face, concern etched in his eyes. "Naomi got a call that someone brought you to the Emergency Room," he began softly, "and because of how bad your injury was, they had to move you to the Intensive Care Unit."Shanann's shock was palpable as the pieces of
Liam gently pulled away from the embrace, looking into his sister's eyes with concern. "So, what's your plan now?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine care.Shanann hesitated for a moment, her thoughts swirling. "I don't know," she finally admitted, her voice soft and uncertain. "I just want to live with my two daughters and have a happy life."Before they could delve further into their conversation, a sudden commotion from outside the room interrupted them. An elderly woman, her face flushed with anger, burst into the room, her voice raised in protest. The nurse at her heels struggled to calm her down and maintain order."Mother-in-law?!" Shanann exclaimed in surprise when she saw the old woman who had barged into the room.The old woman's face contorted with anger, her eyes narrowed as she advanced menacingly toward Shanann. "You ungrateful woman!" she spat, her hand raised, ready to deliver a harsh slap to Shanann's cheek.Shanann, anticipating the blow, reflexively closed her
Liam's words hung heavily in the room, casting a stark light on the dire situation. His concern for Shanann's safety was evident, and his suggestion of divorce was a somber reminder of the gravity of the circumstances.Amidst the silence that followed Liam's words, the old woman suddenly burst into laughter. Her laughter filled the room, echoing with a mocking tone. "You're just a frog in a well. You don't know the first thing about what one hundred thousand dollars means," she jeered. She glanced around at the hospital room, her smirk suggesting that she believed such accommodations wouldn't come cheap.The old woman continued, her tone dripping with arrogance, "I won't even pay a cent for this hospital fee."She snorted and added, "I want to see how this brat plans to pay for all of this. I bet his grandparents won't be helping him. If they cared about them, Shanann wouldn't have needed to marry my son in the first place," she thought, clearly unimpressed with Liam's determination.
In a bustling marketplace shoppers of all ages and backgrounds were already streaming into the store, eager to explore the aisles filled with countless products. As Liam entered the store, the vibrant colors and flashing advertisements caught his attention. Liam navigated through the maze of shopping carts and busy shoppers. Liam carefully examined the various options before him. Experience had taught him that sweet snacks and instant foods tended to sell well in the Merchant System, and he was on the lookout for the ones that offered the most enticing discounts. His attention was consumed by the task at hand, and he scarcely noticed the world around him. As Liam scrutinized a particular package, the door to the shop swung open, and a presence entered that was as captivating as a sunbeam filtering through leaves. A woman, seemingly in her twenties, graced the room. Her long, lustrous black hair framed her delicate face, and her lithe figure moved with a remar