"Did you just yell at me?" Angelina's eyes widened, tears falling heavily as she looked at Alaric with disbelief and deep sorrow.

Her son, whom she had cherished and raised with all her love, the son for whom she had made countless plans and sacrifices, had raised his voice against her!

Angelina felt as if her heart was shattered, her years of hard work and dedication crushed to dust, leaving her in profound agony.

With tears streaming down her face, Angelina nodded, "Oh, so you're all grown up now, spreading your wings, even learning to yell at your own mother, Alaric. How could you treat me like this?"

Realizing that his words had genuinely hurt Angelina, Alaric blinked, moving closer to try and explain, "Mom, I—"

"Don't call me mom!" Angelina choked up. "I don't have a son like you!"

all this shouting about?" Remington Falconer entered

a few days, and this is how you greet him? Can't you sit down and talk things out without making a scene? He's your only son; do you really want to cut ties

becoming unbearable, acting on his

stop bad-mouthing Hertha," Alaric, initially feeling guilty for raising his

furious, about to

everyone, come sit down at

sat on the couch, and Alaric

clenched the family register in her

you standing around

pass the family register

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