In Sebastian's family living room, Mrs. Sonia sat across from her mother—a dignified old woman who was now enjoying her tea.

"Mom," Mrs. Sonia said softly. "I want to talk to you about Nathan and Elena."

The grandmother merely glanced at her. “If you’re here to defend your daughter-in-law again, you’re wasting your time, Sonia.”

“I’m not defending her, Mom. I’m just asking for a favor. Don’t force Nathan to impregnate Chintya now. Give him time until Elena gives ...