CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Ben looked at Jamie and asked, "Are you sure you can manage this on your own? Mom's condition makes it hard to care for her without help. Turning her over in bed alone won't be easy without a nurse." Jamie's lips curved into a faint smile. "Did you forget what I used to do? I've handled far worse jobs to pay for Charlie's medical bills. Compared to that, this is nothing."

Her words tugged painfully at Ben's heart. Jamie had carried the entire family's burden on her own in the past, and the thought of her enduring so much made him ache.

"I'm sorry... for everything before. You've been through so much," he said in a low, hoarse voice.

Jamie waved it off with a light laugh. "This isn't some grand apology ceremony. Besides, haven't we agreed to leave the past where it belongs?"

Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang. It was Nina.

"Come over with Charlie," Nina said over the phone. "Gemma keeps asking about her little brother."

Nina genuinely considered Jamie a friend, and besides, Ben had quietly asked her to help Jamie ease into the social circles of the upper class. Jamie glanced at Mrs. Lucas, who was resting in bed, and declined. "I'm a bit tied up for the next few days. Once I'm free, I'll come find you." "Alright, I won't bother you then," Nina said before hanging up.

glanced up. "No luck making plans? Want to reach out

on base. No one had the time to join her for a tea break. And with Ben's request for her to

"How about

that, but with everything going on, when

how about I invite a few friends over, or even

"Your friends are always busy, and as for hosting a party... those events only

then I'll stay home and look after the baby while

is here," a helper announced, cutting him off

up with

out, followed by brisk footsteps. "Your helper already announced me. What, you think I'd send in an imposter?" Nina turned, and there she was-Scarlett, with her signature short hair, a red T-shirt, and denim jeans. She

as before, Scarlett had a noticeably

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