CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Nina stopped in her tracks, her demeanor devoid of the harmony that would typically exist between them as spouses, instead exuding an air of detachment more akin to that of superior and subordinate: “Mr. York, do you have any further instructions?”

Nash turned his head, gazing at Nina’s somewhat distant expression, his tone carrying a commanding undertone. “Sit down.”

Nina suddenly couldn’t fathom what he intended to do next.

Nash approached.

As he drew nearer, Nina watched, sensing a difference in the air, making it feel thin, tense, and peculiar.

She remained still, but Nash took the initiative to grasp her hand.

The warmth of his palm against hers felt like a burn, and she instinctively tried to pull away. However, Nash held her firmly, not giving her the chance to withdraw, pulling her aside instead, his brows furrowed as he asked, “You’ve injured your hand. Didn’t you notice?”

His concern caught Nina off guard. “I… I’m fine,” she stammered.

“Your hand has blistered,” Nash remarked. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She lowered her gaze to their clasped hands, which were now being examined by him. Over the many years they had known each other, there had been countless times when she wanted to hold his hand, seeking warmth and guidance. But she never had the chance. Just when she was ready to give up, he would offer her a trace of warmth again.

“It’s just a minor issue. I think it’ll be fine in a couple of days,” Nina replied.

“I’ll have someone bring over some burn ointment,” Nash stated.

up with tears. After holding on for so many years, it seemed like there was finally a bit of

ointment and applied it to her wound. Watching him crouch in front of her, being so careful, made her feel like she

look at her a little longer. She even had the ridiculous thought that being by his side for seven years, diligently

on the back of Nash’s hand. He raised his gaze, noticing Nina’s moist eyes.

are you crying? Did I hurt

“It’s not painful, it’s just my eyes are uncomfortable. Mr. York, I won’t let

He frowned. “At home, it’s not like we’re at the office. You don’t have to be fully armored in front of me every day.

At home,

at his face, the one she had admired for so many years. The feeling of not getting a response from the person she loved for so long would eventually become exhausting. She paused and finally spoke up,

her into his arms, causing Nina to stiffen, her head

his brows. “I’m tired today. Let’s talk

no choice but to

His body was pressed tightly against hers, making her feel his warm temperature. His hand wrapped around her waist, enveloping her in the comforting scent of pine, giving her a sense of security.

and his warm breath whispered in her ear, “Are you afraid of tickling?”

gaze. “I’m

this, Nash became more proactive. He embraced her tightly, saying, “Then you’ll gradually get used

leaned against his chest, feeling the warmth enveloping her, which made her cheeks flush slightly. She looked up again, wondering if there would be a turning

“Nash… if possible,

his attention to the device. The words she

roles of husband and

When he picked up the phone and saw the name “Miranda” on the

He released her and sat up, paying no heed to her

“Hello.”

up from the bed with a stern expression and passed her by as he exited

sank, and a hint of mockery tugged at her lips. Nina, oh Nina, how could you entertain such fantasies? His heart belongs to Miranda;

gathering in her eyes. She closed her eyes, refusing to shed tears

person in his heart, she would only cry secretly for him, but she never let him see. She remembered her