My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1754 - 1748: All Choices Are Up To You

As Brandon Heath finished speaking, Lady Octavia’s face turned from green to white, almost to the point of fainting from anger.

"No, I will not allow you to marry Aria Rowlett!" She said, her face pale with rage. "If you marry her, then I will no longer consider you my son."

Brandon Heath was taken aback for a moment, but a few seconds later, he nodded, his tone indifferent. "If that’s your choice, then perhaps our relationship as mother and son ends here."

Lady Octavia’s eyes widened.

"You...would push aside your own mother for a woman?"

"Mom, the choice is yours." Brandon Heath let out a gentle sigh, "I didn’t want things to go this far. But if you force me to choose, I have no other option."

Hardly had he finished speaking before Ashton Heath and Darren Heath, who had just left to talk, returned.

On seeing her husband, Lady Octavia immediately burst into tears.

"What happened? Darren quickly moved to her side. "Why are you crying? Is it because of Mom..."

"Mom is fine." Thought Lady Octavia, suppressing the fact that both her sons were upset because of her, disgusted to the point of choosing women over her, it made her feel so wronged and heartbroken.

Unable to contain her emotions, she began to cry.

"I’m just sad, I must have been a failure as a parent. My two sons don’t care about me. What place do I hold in this home? I wish I never had children. They show no respect; why did I even raise them?"

Darren Heath furrowed his brows.

He glanced at Brandon Heath who was standing aside: "What did you say to Mom, that she’s so upset."

"You can ask her," Brandon Heath, upon looking at Lady Octavia who was crying pitifully, showed no change in his expression, he said indifferently, "Dad, now that you’re back, it’s good timing to take care of your wife."

Darren Heath was already aware of certain actions his wife had taken.

After all, no one understood the kind of person his wife was better than he did.

Upon hearing Brandon Heath’s words, Lady Octavia broke down crying even harder.

As she wept and wailed, she complained, "Did you hear that, that’s how your son treats me. Does he even care about me as his mother?"

"Alright, don’t cry anymore," Darren Heath patiently comforted his wife. "You’re the elder, crying like this in front of the younger ones, it’s unseemly."

"We can have our conversation when we get back."

Lady Octavia was still weeping, screaming about how her sons had grown up and grown wings, no longer following her words.

After patiently explaining for a while and still having her create a scene, Darren Heath’s patience was wearing thin and his tone became cold and stern: "Alright, stop causing a scene now. Come back home with me and let Ashton and the others stay here."

Lady Octavia was feeling extremely wronged.

She had hoped to find comfort in her husband Darren Heath.

Who could expect that Darren Heath, always affectionate and pampering, had lost patience with her this time. When he saw she continued to make a scene, his voice became hard.

Lady Octavia felt even more wronged.

All her sons were opposing her, and now even her loving husband was not as tender and caring as before.

She felt that the family was completely changed.

It was no longer the same home as before.

Her sons, her husband, they were not the same anymore.

After Darren Heath finished speaking, he didn’t bother with her anymore. He told his two sons, "Octavia and I will head back first,