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?”

injured hand? Was he

her head, “It’s

well because of the change in

cold relief 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 very grateful. I’ll drink

but if it was

away. “Mr. York,

to get busy,

could only be understanding,

Nash walked out.

very happy and sent a text to her agent: “I bet right

meeting room, Quincy asked behind Nash, “Mr. York, why did we add birth control pills

cold, “Miranda went to the hotel.”

from last night was Miranda, and she might get pregnant. Taking birth control

entire day, Nina didn’t come to the company, nor did she call in sick. Usually, she was always by his side, his right-hand woman, never missing a beat. Lately, she had become increasingly willful, not

was burning with anger inside. He wore a stern expression all day, never smiling. This made the

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 her hands. Compared to the scars on her heart, the

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

walked to the bedside and bent down to touch the blanket.

into the dark room. Each footstep was like a weight on her heart. She tightly wrapped herself in the blanket, sinking into endless panic. Until someone lifted

reaction so intense. His face darkened, his voice turning cold. “Nina, if it weren’t for you playing tricks, do you think I would want to touch you?”

heart settled when she realized it was Nash. However, his words still stung her wounded heart. She tried to calm herself.

would it be in this house?” Nash sneered. “Or perhaps your mind has already drifted elsewhere.”

more suited for Nash. Now that she was back, they could continue where they

well today,” Nina knew she had become the unnecessary one. “Has Miranda delivered the