Brandon Heath frowned, seeing Lady Octavia's disgusted expression when she talked about Aria Rowlett. His face darkened, and he coldly interrupted her words: "If you insist on listing Aria's shortcomings, then don't bother, I have no interest in listening."
"You can leave now."
Looking at Lady Octavia's astonished and unpleasant face, Brandon's eyes carried a hint of coldness, and his voice was icy: "Aria has just given birth to a child for me, expanding the Heath family. Yet at this time, instead of showing any sympathy toward your daughter-in-law, you're saying these disdainful words about her."
"Mom, you were once someone's daughter-in-law too. If Grandma had treated you like this back then, how would you feel?" Brandon's voice became colder and colder, "Everything you've done to Aria has made me more and more disappointed in you."
"I never thought that the mother I loved and respected since childhood would treat my wife like this."
