Bennett held her hand reassuringly.

“Everything will be fine."

She met his gaze, her voice quivering slightly.

"It's just...I'm feeling so nervous."

“I'm here with you, my darling."

And with that, he enveloped her in a comforting embrace.

Kent nestled close to him without hesitation. At that moment, she didn't care about the onlookers, her emotions in turmoil.

To divert her attention, Bennett started talking about Bertha.

"Would you like to know about my mom?"

"What?" Claudia reacted with a hint of astonishment.

"Are you sure?"

"Why not? If she were still around, she'd share the stories herself."

Claudia looked into his eyes and asked, "What kind of person is your mom?"

“To others, she Likely appeared as a loving wife and a caring mother."

Claudia could sense the undertone in Bennett's words.

“And to you?"

“She was smart, but not overly so; somewhat self-centered, but not excessively."

Claudia was surprised, as it was the first time she'd heard such a unique description about someone, especially when it came to his own mother.

She found it incredible and asked, "Why describe her like that?"

"She burnt every memory of herself before she left."

Claudia's eyes widened in surprise. Seeing Bennett's neutral expression, the realization hit her.

“Maybe she just wants you not to suffer the pain of her leaving.”

Bennett gazed at her, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"I've heard that sentiment before."