All Chapters of CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery: Chapter 1291 - Chapter 1300

Mrs. Watson didn’t even dare to sleep through the night. She woke up every two hours to check on Gemma, making sure everything was just right. Even with all these precautions, she still worried about Gemma’s safety. There was no way she would risk feeding her something unsafe.“Alright, you can go now,” Nash said. Without concrete evidence, he couldn’t just lay the blame on Mrs. Watson. If only he had security cameras installed at home, he would know exactly who was responsible for Gemma’s poisoning.As soon as Mrs. Watson left, Nash received a call from his assistant. “Mr. York, I’ve sent over the background report you requested.”According to the report, Mrs. Watson’s family life was straightforward. She had a daughter who got married a few years ago. The couple ran a grocery store together and had a young son. They had no debt, and there were no large deposits in their bank records. Her previous employers also spoke highly of her, saying she cared for their children as if t

"You all can go over to her, but I’m the only one who can’t. How is that supposed to make me feel like part of this family? You’ve never really wanted me to fit in," Hope said, feeling more and more upset as she spoke.If Gemma were to disappear from the world entirely, then Orion would only have one sister, her. His focus would be solely on her, and he would never be cross with her over another sister again.If only she had given Gemma more of that medicine before. She remembered the little bottle still tucked away in her backpack. The bad people had told her the substance was powerful. Just half a bottle could kill an adult, and a child would need even less. Just a few more drops, and Gemma would be gone forever.Then, not only would she see her real mom again, but she would also have Orion all to herself."Stop thinking that way," Orion insisted. "We really are a family. It’s because we’re a family that we need to take care of Gemma and be considerate of Mom."But no matter w

As Nina spoke, a chill ran through her body. She had considered every possibility, even the idea that someone might have broken into their home to harm Gemma while they were out. But never, not even once, had she suspected a six-year-old child.Yet here she was, holding the evidence that this very child had nearly killed her daughter."What?" Nash was equally stunned. But with the bottle in his hand, there was no denying the reality right in front of him.Compared to the adults, Orion reacted even more strongly. He stormed down the stairs with Gemma’s toy in hand and shoved Hope hard enough to knock her over. She scraped her hand on the floor and began to cry in pain and frustration."How dare you cry?" Orion’s voice was thick with anger. "My sister’s suffering is way worse than a scraped hand. She’s so little, with tubes all over her, and it’s all because of you. Why did you do it?"He couldn’t understand. Hadn’t they treated Hope well enough? Even if they weren’t perfect, did th

Although she was young, Hope knew the difference between comfort and hardship. In this home, even though they weren’t her blood relatives, everyone treated her kindly. She felt safe here. She could play in the garden without constantly preparing to flee with her family. If they sent her back, she would be alone, wandering the streets. She would never see her family again, especially since she hadn’t completed her mission.As despair sank in, Hope pleaded, “I know I was wrong. I won’t do it again, I swear. Please, let me stay here. I promise I won’t hurt anyone.”She could even accept that Orion might never play with her again, as long as she could stay.“It’s too late for that. I don’t believe you,” Orion said, moving closer to Nina. Last time, he had pleaded on Hope’s behalf. This time, it was the opposite. He shook his head at his parents. “Mom, Dad, please don’t let her stay. I’m afraid she’ll hurt my sister again.”This had happened once, and it could easily happen again.

Mrs. Clinton offered an awkward smile, knowing it wasn’t her place to interfere. After all, this was a matter between husband and wife, and as an outsider, she could only go so far in either encouraging reconciliation or separation. All she could do was fret in silence.“Lydia.” Quincy strode to the doorway. “Maybe some time away will be good for you. When you’re ready to come back, just let me know, and I’ll come get you.”“Are you just dense, or do you think I’m a fool?” Lydia laughed bitterly. “I said I’m leaving for good. I’m not just taking a little break to come back and play house with you. Dream on!”For her, they were done. There was no going back, just like the child they had lost, it was beyond repair.Lydia walked downstairs, dragging her suitcase. Quincy wanted to help, but his hand only grazed the edge of her coat, and in an instant, it slipped away from him. All he could do was watch as Lydia got into a car and drove away, vanishing from his sight.Mrs. Clinton tr