“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

to see her, to take care of

up like this if it weren't for

who ruined her life.” He sank

was young and naive, with no intentions of starting an

and blinded by

himself as a successful manager, someone who deserved better than what he perceived

inexperienced and fresh to the professional world, couldn't

harmless flirtation turned into something

had led Jessica down a path she never intended

“Jessica could've had

up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment had

despair, she'd tried to end her

intervention that she finally abandoned her suicidal

was long, it

held onto the sliver of hope that

everything, supported her from

visited twice a year, vowing that he’d

promise to stay married to

the

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

Brown couldn't

Hank had retreated to his room and shut the

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