“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 still my

duty to see her, to take care of

like this if it weren't

her life.” He sank

secretary, she was young and naive, with no intentions of

and blinded

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

the professional world, couldn't resist

harmless flirtation turned into

Jessica down a path

could've had a

up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment

with despair, she'd tried to end her

was only through persistent intervention that she finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts

was long, it wasn’t

sliver of hope

everything, supported her

her supplies every month and visited twice a year, vowing that he’d wait for her release no matter

promise to stay married

care of her for the rest

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

couldn't contain her

Before she could finish, Hank had

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