CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

“Nina seems to be in a bad mood today. She didn’t want to come to deliver the documents, so I had to come instead,” Miranda placed her scalded hand in front of him. “Nash, don’t blame Nina. I don’t think she did it on purpose. I hope it didn’t delay you.”

It was the first time Nina had done something like this with the company’s documents in someone else’s hands. Nash’s expression was grim, but he restrained himself in front of Miranda. He just adjusted his tie and replied calmly, “It’s okay.” Changing the subject, he added, “Since you’re here, stay for a while.”

Hearing him say this, Miranda felt a sense of relief. At least he accepted her and didn’t dislike her. “Aren’t you supposed to have a meeting? Will I disturb you?” Nash made a call, “The meeting is postponed for half an hour.”

Miranda smiled faintly. Before coming, she had wondered if her departure without notice would make him resentful. It didn’t seem as bad as she had imagined. Lost time could be made up for.

Sitting on the sofa, Miranda was both hopeful and hesitant. She wanted to explain, “Nash, I have a lot to say to you. I know I was wrong to leave without telling you, but I’m back now…”

“I need to deal with some work first,” Nash interrupted her.

Miranda swallowed her words again, seeing that he seemed busy. She could only say, “Then I’ll wait until you’re done.” Miranda didn’t dare to disturb him, yet she didn’t know how long she had to wait before they could have a face-to-face conversation.

She couldn’t quite gauge his mood. It wasn’t until Quincy walked in from outside that Nash stopped his work.

He approached, and Miranda called out with a smile, “Nash, I…”

“Is your hand still hurting?”

hand? Was

head, “It’s not hurting anymore.”

feeling well because of the change in environment. Your throat’s bothering you,

syrup, Miranda’s mood improved instantly. He had been keeping tabs on her, even knowing that her throat

and measured the correct dosage with a spoon, smiling brightly, “Nash, you’re still so caring. I’m already

the smell of medicine, but if it was given by Nash, she would endure it. Despite

Nash finally shifted his gaze away. “Mr. York, the meeting is about to start,” Quincy reminded

“I have to get busy, you should

could only be understanding, “Okay,

Nash walked out.

She was very happy and sent a text to her agent: “I bet right this time coming back,

York, why did

“Miranda went to

now. He was afraid that the woman from last night was Miranda, and she might get pregnant. Taking birth control pills would be safer.

in sick. Usually, she was always by his side, his right-hand woman, never missing

never smiling. This made the employees

this moment, Nina had already been let out. In the bedroom, Nina lay on the bed, her hands still trembling, her eyes red, in a state of shock. Her injuries had not been treated in time, and blisters had formed on

helper came to change Nash’s shoes. His face was gloomy as he asked, “Where’s Nina?” “Upstairs,” the helper replied, “She hasn’t come out since she returned from outside.” With the answer, Nash went upstairs. Opening the bedroom door, all he saw was the raised lump on the bed, with no head in sight.

down to touch

was going to be dragged back into the dark room. Each footstep was like a weight on her heart. She tightly wrapped herself in the blanket, sinking into

“Nina, if it weren’t for

his words still stung her wounded heart. She tried to calm herself. “Mr. York,

not me, then who else would it be in this house?” Nash sneered. “Or perhaps your mind

words of Sally. It seemed like Miranda was more suited for Nash. Now that she was back, they could continue where they left off, and she wouldn’t be in

one.