CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Jamie's clothes were torn to shreds. She didn't resist as she knew it would be useless and would only make things worse. The more anger she provoked, the harder her days became. But her unresponsive, puppet-like demeanor only further irritated Ben. "Are you even alive?" he snapped.

"What do you want me to do?" Jamie whispered, her voice thick with frustration.

"Do exactly what you did in those photos, but in front of me right now."

The memory of those humiliating poses flooded back, making her wish, just for a second, that her heart would simply stop, ending the torment.

"I saved every one of those photos. You don't want Charlie to see them, do you...?"

Jamie interrupted, scrambling to sit up. She had no choice. For her son, she would

until dawn. Only then did he leave, heading to the office after a quick shower, catching a few hours

ceiling in the dim morning light. She

on her neck with foundation and pulling

joked, handing her a plate with a warm smile I'm just kidding, of course. Honestly, I'm glad

inwardly. If only Winnie knew. Her late nights weren't because she was mindlessly scrolling on her phone, but

Winnie went on. "You might not feel it now, but someday, all those missed hours will show. Better to take care of yourself while you can." Winnie set a small bottle of liquid iron supplement beside Jamie's plate. "This is for boosting

replied, pushing it back. She didn't want to take anything of her sister's, especially