CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Alright then, I'll go bake you a simple cake now. We'll save the more complicated recipe for tomorrow morning," Mrs. Watson finally relented. Hope nodded enthusiastically.

It wouldn't take long to give Gemma the medicine, just a minute or two, which was plenty of time.

As soon as Mrs. Watson left, Hope went back to Orion. "Hey, do you remember Gemma's little plush? The one that looks like a kitten? She used to love it."

"I remember," Orion replied, recalling the toy.

He had picked it out himself on a family outing to the toy store. He had known right away that Gemma would love it, and he was right. She couldn't part with it after they brought it home.

"The plush is hanging on the upstairs balcony. Why don't you bring it down? It might help her sleep more peacefully," Hope suggested, her tone full of concern for Gemma.

guessed that behind such an innocent demeanor was a malicious

her in danger. Trusting Hope's suggestion,

and found the small bottle of medicine. She pulled out the cork and

running whenever you cry," Hope muttered, her dislike for

the bottle, prepared to pour the liquid into Gemma's

Nina was even quicker. She grabbed Hope's arm, her voice cold

as Nina's grip tightened. With

bottle from Hope's hand, demanding, "What is this? If I hadn't come in, were

was no match for Nina. Even as she jumped

caught, Hope began to cry, hoping her tears might

sound of both girls crying pierced through the kitchen door Nash quickly turned off the stove, and without even taking off