CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

In her memory, Joe had controlled every aspect of her life, dictating what she could wear and where she could go. It wasn't about him helping or making her successful.

"Mrs. Turner, what's your point? Even if what you say is true, does that justify hurting Yvonne?" Nina snapped, still convinced that Joe's obsession with Yvonne was the reason for her suffering.

After seeing Joe's erratic behavior today, Nina was more certain than ever that Yvonne needed to get away from him.

Winona scoffed coldly, rising to her feet, and pointed at Yvonne. "Didn't you say you were leaving? Then go. Leave for good. I want to see if you're really going to walk away or if this is just another one of your games.

"I'm not like Joe. I have no feelings for you," Winona said, her tone harsh and emotionless, which was exactly what Yvonne had been hoping for.

But still, she hesitated. Joe was in the emergency room, and she couldn't just leave him behind. She couldn't bring herself to walk away.

"Fine, we'll go. But Mrs. Turner, please make sure your husband stays away from Yvonne," Nina interjected, furious that the one responsible for all the pain was now playing the victim. She wouldn't let Yvonne be mistreated any longer. With that, Nina grabbed Yvonne's hand and led her away.

throughout the confrontation, waited until they were in the car to ask softly, "Yvonne,

what Joe's like.

her lip and spoke quietly, "I'll leave after he wakes up. No matter what, the

Yvonne's hand. "Alright. You'll stay with us for now, and I'll keep an ear out for any news about Joe. As soon as there's an update,

you, Nina," Yvonne said gratefully, though the words felt stuck in her throat. There were so many things she wanted to say, but none

decided to

some plans. No matter what, certain things needed closure, especially where Joe was concerned. She had to give back everything

of her plan, she immediately supported it. The two arranged a

someone seemed to be following them. Not knowing who it was, she chose to remain

the investors, there was the usual round of polite greetings. The investors praised every piece of

modestly, preparing to bring up the idea of canceling the exhibit. Just as she was about to speak,

Yvonne with wide eyes. "Miss Yvonne, are you