“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.

is

her, to

up like this if it

the one who ruined her life.” He sank into a

his secretary, she was young and naive, with no

post-pregnancy appearance and blinded by his

someone who

inexperienced and fresh to the professional world,

started as harmless flirtation turned into something much

a path she

me,’ Hank murmured, “Jessica could've had a

up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment had been a dark

with despair, she'd tried to end her life

she finally abandoned her

was long, it wasn’t

sliver of hope that someday she

despite everything, supported her from

and visited twice a year, vowing that he’d wait for her release no matter how many years

made a promise to

for the rest of my

time, he intended to keep his word—a stark contrast to the empty promises he’d once made to

couldn't contain her

finish, Hank had retreated to his room and shut the door, leaving

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