CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1295

"Alright then, I'll go bake you a simple cake now. We'll save the more complicated recipe for tomorrow morning," Mrs. Watson finally relented. Hope nodded enthusiastically.

It wouldn't take long to give Gemma the medicine, just a minute or two, which was plenty of time.

As soon as Mrs. Watson left, Hope went back to Orion. "Hey, do you remember Gemma's little plush? The one that looks like a kitten? She used to love it."

"I remember," Orion replied, recalling the toy.

He had picked it out himself on a family outing to the toy store. He had known right away that Gemma would love it, and he was right. She couldn't part with it after they brought it home.

"The plush is hanging on the upstairs balcony. Why don't you bring it down? It might help her sleep more peacefully," Hope suggested, her tone full of concern for Gemma.

No one would have guessed that behind such an innocent demeanor was a malicious intent.

Gemma alone would put her in danger. Trusting Hope's suggestion, he said, "Alright, I'll

small bottle of medicine. She pulled out the cork and took slow, deliberate steps toward Gemma. Gemma had been sleeping but awoke with a start at the sound. She began to wail, and Hope, quick to react, covered

always bring everyone running whenever you

to pour the

was even quicker. She grabbed Hope's arm, her voice cold and firm.

stammered, startled. Her hand fell away from Gemma's mouth as Nina's grip tightened. With Gemma's mouth uncovered, she took in a big

daughter She wrestled the bottle from Hope's hand, demanding, "What is this? If

tried to snatch the bottle back, but as a child, she was no match for Nina. Even

caught, Hope began to cry, hoping her tears might deflect

crying pierced through the kitchen door Nash quickly turned off the stove, and without even taking off his apron,

stopped, confused by the scene before

was Hope

so angry,

well. She wasn't one to lose her temper easily, especially with children. She had always had a soft spot for