Meanwhile, Camille bawled her eyes out the moment she returned to the living room at Anderson Mansion. Charles was comforting her softly with an arm wrapped around her shoulders. "Don't cry. It's not a serious—"

"How can I not cry? This is all my fault! Why did I marry you in the first place? Now, my own son can't come home even if he wants to! Not only that, but he has to constantly worry about his own life as well!" Camille turned to look at Philip with reddened eyes. "Dad, you have to help C