A few hours later...
"Oh, Frederick! Finally, you are here!" Hilda ran toward her husband and cried. She looked at him between her blurry eyes from tears that had never ended pouring down her face since Hailee delivered the children. "Fred, where is our son?"
Hilda was sobbing continuously. Fred had to catch her when she almost stumbled on the floor. After she learns Vincent was assassinated and now missing, she cannot stop wailing.
"Calm down, Hilda."
"How could I?" she snapped at her husband. "Our daughter-in-law was in a coma after she bled and then had forced labor! She was saved from her recent seizure! How about next time? And our grandchildren? Oh, poor babies…." Hilda shivered as she continued sobbing.
"I should be the one suffering instead of them. Say something, Fred…."
