CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

When Jamie finally came downstairs after getting ready, the meal was already served on the dining table, and Winnie had returned from her walk.

She held a ladle, serving soup, and couldn't help but laugh when she noticed the oddly cut carrot pieces. "Jack, what's with these carrot shapes? This doesn't look like your usual cooking skills." "I didn't cut them today," Ben replied curtly.

Since there were only three of them in the house, it was clear who the culprit was. Winnie turned to Jamie. "Jamie, I remember you being pretty good at cooking! What happened to these carrots?" "Guess I'm a little rusty. It's been a while since I cooked," Jamie mumbled, wishing she could disappear under the table.

As she pulled out her chair, she moved too quickly and winced, nearly straining her back. Winnie quickly reached over to steady her. "Your back really needs to be checked out. It's getting too serious. Why don't I come with you to see the doctor tomorrow?" "No need. I'll get it looked at next time I'm at the hospital," Jamie replied quickly, dreading the idea of Winnie learning the real reason for her back pain.

Winnie didn't press further, and dinner continued with her leading most of the conversation. Ben chimed in occasionally, while Jamie kept her head down, trying to remain as invisible as possible.

It was his mother, Mrs. Lucas, calling. He glanced at the screen, then stepped out onto the balcony to

weeks since you've been home for dinner! Come home tonight,"

when she added, "I made your favorite stew. I cooked it all day. I even burned my hand a little, so you'd better come home and have at least a

to refuse. Ignoring such a gesture would be heartless. "Alright, I'll be there in about half an

no rush," she replied, her voice warm with care. Then, she glanced at

envisioned for her son's future wife. She was beautiful,

simply told Winnie, "I have work to finish tonight,