CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1595

Jamie had a habit of waking up in the middle of the night.

When she stepped into the dimly lit living room, the faint silhouette of someone startled her. She froze for a moment before realizing it was Ben. "Ben, why are you sitting here instead of sleeping?" Ben let out a low grunt, his voice so faint she thought she had imagined it.

As Jamie approached, the sheen of sweat on his forehead and his unusually pale face came into view.

"Are you feeling unwell?" she asked, her tone laced with concern.

"Could you get me some antacid?" Ben replied, his voice carrying a subtle weakness that was uncharacteristic for him.

It clicked. Ben had always struggled with stomach issues. His workaholic lifestyle often made it worse.

Her worry spiked. She paced the living room, trying to recall where she might have stored some medicine. "Wait here. I think I have some in my room."

She hurried back, returning moments later with the medication and a cup of warm water. Ben took the medicine, his tightly furrowed brows easing slightly as he drank.

"Feeling better?" Jamie asked anxiously.

Ben gave a faint nod, barely perceptible.

her own hot

Try holding this against

the pink water bottle, visibly hesitant.

into his hands. "Now's not the time to worry

illness had chased away her drowsiness. Jamie stayed with him, keeping an eye on his condition until the early hours of the morning. Eventually, exhaustion caught up with

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woke, she found herself covered with

sat upright, her first instinct to

skin was burning

you be this sick and not say anything?" Jamie muttered, pulling her hand away from his forehead. His temperature shocked her, and a

that he hadn't mentioned feeling worse and heartbroken seeing him endure

was too feverish to respond coherently. There was no point in scolding him now. Jamie resigned herself to the task

his forehead with a cool, damp cloth and coaxed

opened his eyes, they were clouded with confusion. His usual sharpness was nowhere to

dreaming?" he murmured, his voice thick

not. You've got a fever. Here, take your medicine," she said, her

saw Ben in such a state. His strength and composure were like a shield he never lowered. It seemed only

medicine, she tried to get him to lie back down and

Ben clung to her

I need to get some rest so I can work for you tomorrow. What if I can't