Love Has Its Will

Chapter 160
Brandon glanced at Giselle and did not say anything. He asked Debbie to take Mandel upstairs to pack his luggage, and Debbie did as he said.
Not long after, Debbie and Mandel came down, and Debbie was carrying Mandel’s small suitcase.
Brandon took the suitcase from Debbie and held Mandel’s hand to go out.
Giselle blocked in front of them and said, “Brandon, do you have to treat me like this?”.
Brandon looked at Giselle’s pale face and saw that her eyes were full of panic and helplessness. He did not want to hurt Giselle, but she had gone too far. “I’ll just take him out for a while. When you get better, I will bring him back,” Brandon said.
“No.” Giselle couldn’t hold it in anymore, and tears welled up in her eyes. She said, “I know. You hate me. You think i shouldn’t have treated Tracy like that? But every time I hit Tracy, I was not of sound mind. Brandon.”
Giselle didn’t want to admit it in front of her son, but she had to. She said, “I have been suffering from depression for many years. I have indeed treated Tracy badly, but you know better than anyone how I treated you.”
Giselle did not want to lose this excellent son, so she confessed.
Brandon stopped beating around the bush. He asked Jim to take Mandel to the car to wait for him, and Jirn took Mandel away.
Brandon said to Giselle, “Mom, don’t you think that you’re too cruel to Tracy?”
His accusation and complaint were like a nail that had penetrated Giselle’s heart, which hurt her to the extreme.

Giselle did not want to pretend anymore. The light in her eyes slowly disappeared, and her voice was full of pain. She said, “You think it’s unfair to Tracy, but is it fair to me? You don’t know how Terri treated me back then. She sent me a photo of her and your father sleeping together, and also called me an old witch. She said that I was not good enough for your father. As for your father, he was even more inhuman. The day I gave birth to you, I had difficult labor lying on the bed, full of blood. Terri called and said that she had cancer. Your father left at once, without looking back.”
The past was still vivid in Giselle’s mind. Giselle’s eyes were blurred with tears. She suppressed her pain and said, “You can’t imagine what I suffered. When you accused me, shouldn’t you think about why I became like this? It was your father, Harris, who forced me to become this. Harris and Terri were the cause of all this tragedy.”
The resentment in Giselle’s eyes was like a poisonous snake’s tongue. Giselle wanted to cut Terri into pieces.
Brandon almost mocked when Giselle mentioned the day she gave birth to him. He wanted to laugh sarcastically, but he held back
He looked at Giselle with sympathy and pity, saying, “Your real child had died. Tracy and I are your tools. You brought us back from the orphanage to comfort you.”
Giselle was stunned, and the muscles on her face trembled wildly.
Her eyes were wide open, alınost protruding out. Giselle said, “What… What did you say?”
Brandon forced a smile and said, “I’ve known everything. Everything. Tracy and I are not your children.”
Hearing that, Giselle felt her mind was a mess. She felt that she could not breathe. Her face became paler. She took a step back and leaned against the wall so that she would not fall.
As her brain buzzed, an unprecedented fear suddenly filled Giselle’s mind. She got tongue-tied. Giselle said, “Brandon… You are my child. You are.”
Giselle grabbed Brandon’s sleeve, as if to prove their mother and son relationship. She wiped the tears from her eyes and said, “If you don’t believe me, we can go and do a paternity test.”
Brandon shook off Giselle’s hand and said coldly, “Even if I am not your real son, I will recognize you as my mother. I will always be your son.”
Mandel could not wait for Brandon to come out. He ignored Jim and got out of the car, rushing in. Mandel felt that the atmosphere in the living room was very strange. Mandel did not dare to come in, so he hid at the door and listened to Giselle and Brandon talking.
He heard Brandon say, “Even if I am not your real son, I will recognize you as my mother. I will always be your son.”
Mandel could understand the conversation between adults, so he knew what Brandon meant.
Brandon was not his grandmother’s son, so Mandel was not his grandmother’s grandson.
That was no small matter.
Mandel raised his eyebrows and was extremely unhappy. He took out his phone to make a call.
The call went through.
“Hello.”