“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

my duty to see her, to take

like this

who ruined her life.” He sank into a reflective

she was young and

Hank, discontent with Liberty’s post-pregnancy appearance and

a successful manager, someone who deserved better

and fresh to the professional world,

flirtation turned into something

Jessica down a path she never

me,’ Hank murmured, “Jessica could've

she ended up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment

tried to end her

persistent intervention that she finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts and chose

long, it wasn’t

sliver of hope that someday she might regain

everything, supported her

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

promise to stay married

the rest

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

Brown couldn't

almost killed you, and yet you're still—" Before she could finish, Hank had

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