On the way to the radio station, Monica Baldwin got out of the car halfway to buy medicine. She personally found some warm water and watched Victor Chadwick swallow the medicine before she was relieved. Seeing her nervousness, Victor squeezed a small smile from the corner of his mouth, "I have already taken the medicine, are you still mad?"
"Will you still not tell me when you encounter the same circumstances next time?" Monica stared at him seriously as she asked.
"I know you're strong, capable of handling anything and always managing to put on a shiny front, but the essence of being a spouse is being there for each other when needed. What you consider as small trivial matters, I still worry about..."
"Victor, the kind of love I want really isn't that complicated. I just want someone who cares for me and someone I can care for. That's all."
