Lucas picked up his son, who was playing at his neighbor's house. He bathes his son and prepares his son's clothes. His son will wear his own clothes while Lucas now takes the bath.
He looked at the mirror, where his wife's blood was on his white undershirt. He stares at his reflection in the mirror with his bloodstained undershirt. Lucas sighed, if only he could get to his wife quickly, maybe this wouldn't have happened. He, who had just arrived, was a little surprised by his wife's action of pushing Gladies until she fell down.
