"She is my lover and my intended spouse, and I never thought of separating from her."
"Intended spouse?" The words made Lady Octavia's face darken. "Do you know the situation with the Rowlett family? With her background, do you think she's a match for my outstanding son? I don't know what kind of love potion she fed you, but it's impossible for you to marry her."
"I won't agree to it, and neither will your father!"
"Mom, my life's choices aren't up to others." Brandon Heath looked at Lady Octavia's angry face and said calmly, "I have already told my dad about Aria and me, and he has no objections."
"I was going to bring Aria home tonight to tell you about it, but since we've met now, I might as well say it." Brandon paused, his gaze fixed on Lady Octavia, speaking word by word. "Mom, I'm already married to Aria, and she is carrying my child. The child she is carrying in her womb is your grandson, so I hope you will stop being so hard on her."