CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 1600

Jamie frowned. “Aren’t you getting it backwards? Haven’t you been the ones pushing us into a corner all this time?”

The woman stiffened and retorted sharply, “That’s because we have no choice but to protect ourselves.”

Perhaps she had been holding her son too tightly, because the boy squirmed and mumbled, “Mom, you’re hurting me.”

The woman quickly loosened her grip, her face flushed with guilt. “I’m sorry, Hugo.”

The boy rubbed her arm gently and replied in his soft, sweet voice, “It’s okay, Mommy. I forgive you.”

Her son’s reassurance seemed to calm her nerves.

Seizing the moment, Jamie said, “I think there’s a misunderstanding between us.”

“What misunderstanding? Are you going to deny that Mrs. Lopez ended up in the hospital because of you? You people, with your wealth and power, could crush us with no effort,” the woman sneered.

So it came down to this, just as Jamie had anticipated.

Fortunately, she was prepared. Before leaving the hospital, she had obtained Mrs. Lopez’s medical report.

“Mrs. Zeller, I’d like you to take a look at this before you jump to conclusions,” Jamie said, placing the report on the table and sliding it toward her.

Fiona Zeller’s gaze flickered to the papers but she didn’t move.

At that moment, Jamie glanced at Hugo in Fiona’s arms. The boy’s eyes were glued to the fruit and milk Fiona had set aside.

“Would you like some?” Jamie asked gently.

“No, I don’t want it. It’s for my mom to give to someone else,” Hugo said quickly, shaking his head. But his gaze remained fixed on the treats.

Children from poor families often learned to be selfless early.

Jamie sighed softly, catching the guilty look on Fiona’s face. “Go ahead and eat it. Don’t worry, there’s more where that came from.”

“Really?” Hugo’s eyes lit up as he turned to his mother for confirmation.

Fiona hesitated. Her lips moved as if to say no, but seeing her son’s hopeful expression, she couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

After a while, Jamie excused herself and left.

As she waved goodbye, Hugo looked up at her with big, hopeful eyes. “Will you come back?”

Jamie smiled and crouched to his level. “I will. Next time, I’ll bring you something yummy. Pinky promise.”

On her way back, she considered stopping by the store to pick up a few ingredients. Wilfred had given her some dietary tips for improving digestion.

But just as she was about to hail a cab, a glimpse of someone in a nearby alley caught her attention.

It was an elderly woman, unkempt and rummaging through trash.

Jamie would have passed her by like any other stranger, but something about the woman’s silhouette made her stop in her tracks.

Her heart pounded.

“Mom?”