CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1839

Karina couldn't reconcile the composed, confident, and highly skilled Wilfred she knew with the idea of him as a slave.

Her lips trembled as though she wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come.

Wilfred noticed the shock in her expression and let out a faint, bitter smile before continuing.

"In that dark, endless hell, I was subjected to all kinds of drug experiments every day. My body and mind were pushed to the brink, treated as nothing more than a tool. My life and death were entirely in their hands."

A sharp pang shot through Karina's chest as she listened. She couldn't begin to imagine the suffering Wilfred had endured.

"How did you escape?" she managed to ask, her voice barely above a whisper.

Wilfred's gaze grew distant, his eyes clouded with memories.

"There was a rare moment of carelessness during a transfer. I seized the opportunity with everything I had left and escaped. After that, I hid my identity, pouring all my effort into studying medicine. I wanted to take back control of my life and help others who, like me, were at the mercy of fate."

Tears welled up in Karina's eyes, her heart aching for all he had been through. At the same time, she couldn't help but admire his resilience and determination.

it connected to that time?"

Wilfred nodded slightly.

my body. Sleepwalking is one of the aftereffects. I've always been afraid of anyone finding out, afraid of being seen as a freak. That's why I've hidden it

Her voice trembled with emotion as she said, "You're not a freak. You're the

other hand rose slowly, brushing

so much. It must have been so hard for you," she murmured, her eyes filled

felt a surge of

had never

could so easily break through the walls he had built, reaching

chains. After a moment, he finally managed to say, "It's all in the past. But sometimes, those memories feel like nightmares I can't

her head gently. "Not anymore. I won't let those memories

her grip on Wilfred's hand and leaned closer, her forehead almost

the aftereffects. You're

grew misty, and for the first time in his life, he felt an urge to lean on

came out low

*