The police officer sighed, "He is sitting on the ground and refusing to get up. You should talk to him."
Hannah Johnson remained silent.
She thought it was quite good, this child was destined to bear the stigma of being a bastard from birth, with such parents, being born into a hell mode. Better not to be born into such a family at all.
Her lips curled up slightly:
Perhaps this was a kind of luck.
Liam Hugh noticed Hannah Johnson's curled lips as he struggled to his feet from the ground, "Hannah Johnson, are you satisfied now?"
"You must be proud, my son is gone, no one to compete with you for the inheritance now!"
Hannah Johnson scoffed, "Did I cause the loss of this child?"
"You murdered him with your own hands!"
Liam Hugh's eyes turned blood red from agitation.
Gone,
everything's gone!
Having irreparably fallen out with his family, he knew his grandmother's character well; going back would be difficult.
Now, he had lost his wife, and his daughter too.