CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Yvonne, please, don't scare me." Joe hesitated as he reached for her hand, afraid that he might frighten her, and pulled back.

Yvonne giggled absentmindedly. "I'm not Yvonne. I'm Little Sister." She got out of bed and wandered over to the couch.

She picked up a cup of water from the table, not even aware of how long it had been sitting there or who had drunk from it. Joe hurried over and snatched the cup away. Yvonne looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears.

Joe quickly fetched a fresh cup, his voice soft and soothing. "Here, take this. You want some water, right? I'll pour it for you."

"Water, I want water," she said in a childlike tone, completely unaware of how deeply it pained Joe to see her like this.

The sight of her, so lost and broken, made his chest ache. He regretted not stopping Winona when he had the chance. He blamed himself for what had happened to Yvonne. Gently brushing her hair from her forehead, a thought began to form in Joe's mind. He wanted to keep Yvonne by his side.

Yvonne away before Nina could intervene. But things didn't go as planned. His assistant and Nina were already clashing

over after hearing about the commotion. Seeing the evaluation

your mind?" Nina's anger flared, though her own condition made her hold back. If not for her pregnancy, she might have lashed out

in front of him. The words

act like the hero

heavier it felt, especially under the scorn in Nina's eyes. At that moment, he

through his act, scoffing, "Don't even bother. Yvonne's my responsibility now. I'll be

look at yourself. You can't even take care of yourself, let alone Yvonne." Joe's words

worsened. She had even arrived in a wheelchair today. She wasn't in any condition to care

replied calmly, "I can hire help. Whatever

people too? But this isn't about that. Taking care