“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 still

her, to take care of

wouldn't have ended up like this if it

who ruined her life.” He sank into a reflective

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

appearance and blinded by his own arrogance, had

manager, someone who deserved better than

inexperienced and fresh to the professional world, couldn't resist his

started as harmless flirtation turned into something

a path she

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

up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment had been

tried to

finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts and chose to focus

sentence was long, it wasn’t a death

hope that someday

despite everything, supported her

supplies every month and visited twice a year, vowing that

also made a promise to stay married to

the rest of my life,”

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

Brown couldn't contain her

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

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