Please Marry My Wife

When Rosie's ninth coma sends her to the ER, Nathan kneels in pouring rain, begging Mr. Ian to visit her. "She's dying." Ian responds: "Her death means nothing to me. I'm just a driver's son - unworthy of your elite circles." In desperation, Nathan said his wife even whispered Ian's name in marital intimacy. "How pathetic," Ian scoffs, "begging another man for help." Yet Nathan bows lower - "Please marry my wife!" When love becomes obsession, where do you draw the line?