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...?"

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

night, Ben didn't let up until dawn. Only then did he leave, heading

in bed, staring at the ceiling in the dim morning light. She was wondering when, if ever, this

barely slept when she finally got up, covering the marks on her neck with foundation and pulling on a high-necked blouse. Downstairs, Winnie was already

you're out partying at night," Winnie joked, handing her a plate with a warm smile I'm just kidding, of course. Honestly, I'm glad you're sleeping

because she was mindlessly

show. Better to take care of yourself while you can." Winnie set a small bottle of liquid iron supplement beside Jamie's

She didn't want to take anything