"If you want to cry, let it out." On the way back, Victor Chadwick was driving while speaking to Monica Baldwin, who was leaning on his shoulder, "I came too late, causing you to suffer burdens you shouldn't have."
Monica couldn't help but sob softly. It was clear that she was struggling to hold back, "I was the one who ran off on my own, what does this have to do with you? Why do you always shoulder all the responsibilities?"
"It's my fault for not protecting you well enough," Victor said somewhat guiltily, "From now on, you're only my wife, Monica Baldwin, not someone else's granddaughter. You're no longer related to that family."
"Hmm," nodded Monica before tears once again started streaming down her face.
Family wounds are often the most helpless and difficult to heal.
Barely any choices to make.
"Stop crying, it hurts me too," he implored.