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    She ended with a slow, sarcastic p, her expression dripping with contempt. “No matter what you say, the truth is, you’re barren.”


    Jazlyn snapped, throwing the low blow without a shred of hesitation. “Is giving birth for your son really supposed to be some kind of badge of honor?”


    Ste’s tone sharpened as she continued, “Your previous daughter-inw bent over backwards for your family, and all she got in return was betrayal. Honestly, her vanishing act was the best decision she ever made. Any woman who joins your family signs up for misery.”


    Jazlyn, shaking with fury, jabbed her finger in Ste’s direction. “You insolent brat! How dare you speak like that?”


    Ste calmly stepped back. “This isn’t the wild west, Jazlyn—we havews. If you so much as touch me, you’ll be detained. And while we’re talking about responsibilities, since she’s pregnant with your son’s child, maybe it’s time you offered her a proper title. You can’t demand loyalty and offer nothing in return.”


    Sandra looped her arm through Ste’s and made a face at Jazlyn. “If I ever had a mother-inw like her, I’d vanish overnight with my suitcase and never look back.”


    Sandra had never realized just how much Ste had endured. If only they’d met earlier, she could’ve helped put this shameless woman in her ce a long time ago.


    Doreen, who’d been sitting quietly nearby, hadn’t expected Ste to speak up like that. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned to Jazlyn, silently hoping this might be the moment Jazlyn weed her into the family.


    But Jazlyn’s face twisted in rage. What nerve! Was Ste implying that any woman could just waltz into the Walsh family now? Doreen was pregnant, sure, but they didn’t even know if the child was Marc’s. What, did Ste think their family was a charity case?


    “After divorcing my kid, do you really think anyone in Choria would want you? You can’t even give a man a son. You should focus on your own pathetic life!” Jazlyn hissed.


    Ste’s gaze turned icy. “The one who should be pitied is the man whosepany is about to copse. That’s the real disgrace in Choria.”


    With poise and not another word, Ste turned on her heel and walked out of the café, leaving Jazlyn to stew in her own fury.


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    Meanwhile, Doreen stood frozen, emotions swirling inside her as she watched Ste walk away. After a moment, she gently turned to Jazlyn, her voice soft and careful. “Mrs. Walsh, please don’t let it upset you. I’m sure she didn’t mean everything she said that way. Why don’t you sit down for a moment? Try to calm yourself.”


    She stood up and guided Jazlyn back into her chair.


    Jazlyn was trembling with rage, her fists clenched tightly as she stared at the table, silently cursing Ste again and again in her mind. She had only agreed to meet Doreen today to size her up, not to ept her into the family. Letting her marry Marc was never the n. Yet Ste’s words still echoed in her mind, leaving her pride bruised and her temper simmering.


    As Doreen spoke, Jazlyn looked up and met her wide, trusting eyes. She seemed so pure, so unaware of the world’s games. Manipting her might not be difficult at all.


    “You’re kind to want to keep the baby. That night was clearly an ident, and yet you never med Marc. We’re grateful for that. I won’t ask you to get rid of the child.”


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