The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Karen wasn't planning on keeping what? The answer seemed to be screaming in Jeffrey's face.

Thinking back, he and Karen had taken no precautions whatsoever. Hell, he even lingered intentionally after their tryst, hoping to increase the odds of pregnancy, despite Karen's evident frustration before she rushed off to shower.

It would make perfect sense if she was pregnant! But if Karen meant what she implied, that she wasn't planning on keeping it...

Karen was planning to get an abortion! This realization hit Jeffrey like a splash of cold water, sobering him up instantly.

He grabbed his car keys, intent on confronting Karen for clarity. But as he stepped outside, it dawned on him—he had no clue where she was. Should he just show up at her place? He tried calling Karen, but her phone was off.

He feared he'd been blocked. Desperate, Jeffrey flagged down a passerby to try calling her from a different number, but again, it went straight to voicemail.

It seemed she'd likely changed her number altogether.

chest, feeling a sting as if

that Karen had been at the City Hospital the last time they agreed to meet. He had assumed she was visiting

about breaking up that day, yet after her hospital visit, she'd said she had something to tell

into his car, heading

the alcohol he'd consumed earlier crossed his mind. Fearing an accident, he promptly called his secretary to come and

wasn't fear of the accident itself that bothered him; it was the possibility of being unconscious for days and waking up when it

the hospital with his secretary,

need to see Karen's medical records!" he

and was puzzled by the handsome, yet seemingly confused, man

confidential. We can't disclose patient information,"

under his breath, frustrated by his

aside to make a quick call, and in moments, the doctor's phone buzzed in his pocket. After a brief

correct?" "Uh... yes, that's right!" "You should've said so earlier! Follow me, please; I'll look it up for you." Jeffrey glanced at his secretary, whose face registered shock, and ordered in a stern voice, "Wait here for me." "Of course, Mr. Turner."