The Blithe King’s appearance did not affect James at all.

Since he resolved Thea’s problem, she had called for his return.

He was in a good mood, humming a tune comfortably.

Soon, he reached Thea’s house.

He knocked.

The door opened.

It was Thea.

Seeing James, she fell into his arms and started to cry.

James could not help but be moved as a beautiful woman threw herself at him, accompanied by an intoxicating scent.

James put an arm around her shoulder, smiling. “It’s okay. Everything’s okay now. Don’t cry. Your eyes will get puffy if you keep crying.”

Thea stopped crying then, pulling James into the house with her.

Everyone was there.

However, they looked ill at ease.

James approached them. “Dad, mom.”

Gladys nodded, acknowledging his presence. “Don’t blame us, James. We had no choice.”

“Mom, I don’t blame you. I only have myself to blame for not being able to help.”

James smiled.

He did not blame anyone at all.

Furthermore, when it all came down to it, he could not b