Jonathan's gaze met Marvin's. Looking at Credence, who was being tormented by his illness but still cared about Dorothy, they let out a sigh. They walked over to hold down Credence, who was trying to get up from the sofa, and settled his sluggish body on the sofa.

It was prohibited to smoke on the plane. However, Jonathan had the urge to smoke at the moment. He had no choice but to pull out a cigarette, put it under his nose, and took a whiff of it. He felt extremely uneasy, "Credence, can you stop torturing yourself? We had contacted all the people we know in Palm City to ask...