My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1875 - 1869: How Can I Relax?

Chapter 1875: Chapter 1869: How Can I Relax?

"I can’t possibly let such a woman be my daughter-in-law."

"I’m sorry." Brandon Heath’s expression turned cold, "She’s already married to me and entered the Heath family. I can’t possibly divorce her either. Mom, I just wanted you to know about my marriage as a family member, but I don’t need your opinion, nor for you to decide whether my marriage should continue."

"Whether you agree or disagree, I will be with Aria."

"Since you can’t accept it, there seems to be nothing more to discuss. I have things to do, so I’ll leave first."

As Brandon finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.

"Brandon Heath, you stay right there!" Lady Octavia’s voice, on the verge of collapse, rang out from behind him. "If you don’t divorce Aria Rowlett, our mother-son relationship will be severed! I’ll consider never having had a son like you!"

Brandon’s footsteps paused for a few seconds.

Just as Lady Octavia thought he had conceded, she heard his cold voice reply: "If you insist, then so be it."

After saying this, he left the private room without looking back.

"I’m so furious, I could die." Lady Octavia watched his unhesitating departure, trembling with anger, tears streaming down her face. She cried out in sorrow, "That woman tricked him into marrying her. How could I be so unlucky?! One son is like this, and the other is the same."

"Is God punishing me? But I haven’t done anything wrong; why do I have to suffer like this? How can I be so unlucky?"

"It’s all ruined, all of it. I have nothing left to hope for; I don’t want to live anymore..."

Diana Kinsman watched Lady Octavia’s despairing tears coldly, before adopting a compassionate façade, gently patting her shoulder and saying, "Lady, don’t be sad. The deed is done; your sorrow won’t change anything now."

"Why not try to slowly accept it? Mr. Brandon just said that Ms. Aria is pregnant. Even if you can’t accept her, the child in her womb is of Heath blood; you can’t just abandon it, right?"

"Put my mind at ease?"

Lady Octavia lifted her head, her eyes still red but her gaze sharp, "How can I put my mind at ease? Those poor people from small households dream of marrying into a wealthy family to change their status, stopping at nothing to do so. Brandon was deceived. I can’t watch him be conned any longer by that poor girl."

"I can’t let such a liar enter the Heath family."

As Lady Octavia uttered the words "poor people from small households," Diana clenched her fist, a glint of cold flashing in her eyes.

Yet, she looked at Lady Octavia with a gentle and well-mannered expression, "I understand how you feel. If it were me, I might be just as angry. But the situation is settled now; anger won’t change anything. Instead, if you were to become sick because of this, wouldn’t it be a loss?"

"Mr. Brandon seems like a very determined person. It’s probably impossible for him to obey you simply because of a few words."

"Then what can I do?" Lady Octavia wiped the tears from her eyes, "He’s not a child anymore, so I can’t discipline him physically. I didn’t expect him to be as irrational as his younger brother."