“You also lost your own child yourself.

That child was part of the Brown family,” Mrs. Brown snapped, her voice heavy with frustration.

Though Sonny didn't live with them, Mrs. Brown still held a bitter attachment to the idea of their family legacy.

When Jessica was pregnant, despite her reservations, she had softened.

The child represented the Brown family’s future, and for a time, Jessica’s flaws were easier to overlook.

But fate had intervened.

Jessica's tragic fall and subsequent miscarriage not only robbed Mrs. Brown of her grandson but also reignited her simmering resentment.

If that child had survived, Mrs. Brown might not feel so desperate for Sonny to return to their fold.

Now, it all felt like retribution.

Hank sighed, trying to calm the situation.

“Mom, what’s done is done.

The baby’s gone.

Maybe it just wasn't meant to be.

Jessica is still my

see her, to take care

ended up like this if it weren't

life.” He sank into a reflective tone,

was young and naive, with no intentions

post-pregnancy appearance and blinded by his own arrogance, had

successful manager, someone who deserved better

professional world, couldn't

started as harmless flirtation

led Jessica down a path she never intended to

murmured, “Jessica could've had a simple, happy life with

imprisonment had been a dark

with despair, she'd tried to end her life multiple

abandoned her suicidal thoughts

sentence was long, it wasn’t

onto the sliver of hope

everything, supported

her supplies every month and visited twice a year, vowing that he’d wait for

made a promise to stay married to

her for the rest of

stark contrast to

couldn't

finish, Hank had retreated to his

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