"Evelyn, don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here, I won't let you get hurt..."
Frank Chamberlain felt a deep ache in his heart upon seeing Evelyn Lucas like this.
He wrapped Evelyn Lucas in his overcoat, intending to carry her away, but the door was blocked by a crowd of media and guests.
"Mr. President, can you explain why the former first lady is here, entangled with these people?"
"Today is your wedding day, how can you justify your actions to the bride?"
Frank Chamberlain held Evelyn Lucas horizontally in his arms, letting her head rest against his chest.
Though he cared about power, he would risk everything for his beloved.
When he saw the woman he loved most being humiliated by those men, all thoughts of power and benefit were cast aside in that moment.
And now, as everything calmed down and he faced the media's questioning and his family's sorrowful eyes, he recalled his current predicament.
"I..." Frank Chamberlain gathered his words, not knowing how to begin.
