“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

up like this if it weren't for

her life.” He sank into a reflective

Jessica became his secretary, she was young and naive, with no

Liberty’s post-pregnancy appearance and blinded by his

who deserved better than what he perceived

fresh to the professional

started as harmless flirtation turned

selfishness had led Jessica down a path she never intended

weren't for me,’ Hank murmured, “Jessica could've had

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

despair, she'd tried to

that she finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts and

sentence was long, it wasn’t a

held onto the sliver of hope that someday

supported her

vowing that he’d wait for her

a promise to stay married to

her for the rest of my

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

couldn't

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

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