Brandan's face turned slightly aside, a red mark appeared on his fair cheek, and he seemed incredulous, surprise filling his eyes.
In his entire life, he had never been hit.
Let alone by Lady Hyde.
And it was because of this woman, Iris Harris...
Brandan's thin lips pressed slightly, and he slowly turned his head to glance at his mother.
"Are you actually hitting me because of this woman?"
Lady Hyde clenched her fists, her frail body stood in front of Brandan, glaring at him in anger, "When Faye called, I couldn't believe it! I never expected, never thought, you really want Iris to get rid of the baby! Brandan Hyde, what's in her belly is your own flesh and blood! How did I give birth to such a cold-blooded and heartless person like you? What sin have I committed!"
"......"
Brandan's expression grew increasingly grim as Lady Hyde spoke.
