You and I have been married for 6 years and have a 5 year old son named Luca. Although on the outside I am inherently a successful man, have a stable job with a high salary, and even have close relationships with gangsters. But I have a bad habit of gambling and always win a lot of money from bets, and of course I always take our son Lucas with me because he is my lucky charm, even though you always reminded me not to take him to the casino because it would affect Lucas' psychology and now he is suffering from acute pneumonia..but I did the opposite.

"come on, my god of luck, choose a card for dad!"

I shouted excitedly as I kept urging Lucas to choose a card even as he sobbed in fear and discomfort.