Bryant was too ashamed and shocked to speak. He was frozen from his mother's deadly glare. She put down the tray as she walked briskly toward him and slapped him across the face.
"How dare you hurt your son with your stupid reason! And don't you dare call Mila ~~ a bitch because I will surely become a bitch to you." She threatened him.
"Why are you defending this woman?" He asked. "Why are you defending this bastard?"
"He's your bastard!" She raised her voice. "But he's more like a Lord than you and your brother." She pointed to his chest. "I didn't raise you to be like this and maybe I did, but I failed as your mother and you failed as a father as well!"
"Grandma, please calm down," Renzel said softly to soothe her. "It's fine. He didn't hurt Mila~~"
"No. Your father needs to learn good manners and respect." Regina's blood pressure continues to rise in her head. "You didn't even give much respect to your wife!"