CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

It was all just teasing. No one truly meant it. After all, a woman accompanying a man to such occasions wasn't necessarily a future wife, She could just as easily be a passing fancy.

After all, wasn't that what men often did?

The laughter grated on Jamie, her brows knitting tightly together. She found it revolting.

Then Ben's cold, clear voice sliced through the room, abruptly silencing the laughter. "Actually, there is someone."

The room froze. It was as if someone had yanked the strings of a puppet show, and all the performers had stopped mid-act.

"Cough... cough, my mistake," stammered the man who had been leading the jokes, his voice cracking as he desperately tried to recover. "I didn't realize this young lady held such a position."

Jamie, naturally, didn't care for their opinions, but Ben's quiet, unwavering defense warmed her heart.

Though it was a dinner meeting under the guise of drinks, the reality was clear that it was all business. And Ben, with his position and no-nonsense demeanor, made sure no one dared pressure him into drinking too much. Still, it was inevitable he would have a few. When the evening ended, Jamie brought Ben to his car. She moved closer and caught the faint smell of alcohol mingling with his usual crisp scent. It was like a whisper of mint folded into the aroma of wine, cool and intoxicating.

"Ben, can you hear me?" Jamie waved her hand in front of his face, trying to gauge if he was drunk.

Ben didn't respond.

you seriously drunk

"I'm not drunk."

sudden answer startled Jamie, and before she could react, she found

the passing streetlights and noticed the car window was still open, she panicked. "Let me go! The window's

Ben's calm refusal dismissed all her

to argue further, he simply reached behind

of relief, his lips descended on hers. Cool and gentle, like a kiss laced with mint, the touch

her head, his kiss unhurried and thorough, drawing out a depth of feeling that

mind "Let... let go of me!" She finally managed to push him away, panting

with his thumb, his eyes dark and intense Gone was the daze drunken

He had been pretending.

at him, furiously rubbing her

his voice tinged with annoyance. "Is being kissed by

"It's not about that! You didn't even ask me first and you

Ben chuckled, his smile laced with mischief. "I told you