CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1537

"Don't beg me. If begging worked, I'd have begged Ben not to leave a long time ago," Winnie said as she wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

"Here's the deal. I called to make one thing clear. Everything you owe me, I'm going to take back, bit by bit, through Charlie. He's your son, and they say the sins of the mother fall on the child." With that biting remark, Winnie hung up without hesitation. Clutching her phone, her chest ached with a deep, lingering pain.

The masked man approached, standing by her side. "Winnie, what's the point of all this? You're clearly full of hate for Jamie, but instead of taking it out on her, you're here looking after her kid. I don't get you sometimes.

"If it were me," he continued, "I'd grab this opportunity and make her suffer. Why are you holding back?"

Winnie shook her head. "Charlie calls me his aunt, and besides, it's not right to blame a child for the mistakes of adults."

She might despise Jamie, but Winnie couldn't bring herself to abandon her principles.

The masked man's gaze turned sharp as he pressed further. "Sure, the kid's innocent. But what about your child? The one you lost? Shouldn't that matter more than someone else's kid?"

"This is my choice, and I don't need

away, the masked man's

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for Charlie. Her

door opened, and an unfamiliar woman walked in

woman said with a smile, "I made you some nourishing soup. It's good for your

it back," Jamie replied flatly. Her mind was

closer, blocking Jamie's way. Her smile remained, but her tone carried an undercurrent of insistence. "Miss Lewis, this soup is really for your own good. I spent over three hours preparing it in the kitchen. Can't you show a little appreciation

Jamie wasn't having it.

anything. Yet here she was, insisting Jamie drink the soup she had made and guilt-tripping her for refusing, as if saying no would make her some kind of ungrateful villain. The

time however you like, including making soup. But I'm also free not to drink it. I'm not hungry, and unless you're planning to pry my mouth open and pour it down my throat, it's

that didn't mean just anyone could come in and dictate her

smile stayed in

point, Miss