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.

her eyes welling up with tears. After holding on for so many years, it seemed like there was finally a bit of reciprocation. Yet, she remained soberly aware—he didn’t love

of her, being so careful, made her feel like she might become the woman

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

He raised his gaze, noticing Nina’s

you crying? Did I

felt her emotions fluctuating too much, feeling unlike herself. “It’s not painful, it’s just my eyes are uncomfortable. Mr. York, I

her polite words countless times, Nash was a bit tired of it. He frowned. “At home, it’s not like we’re at the office.

this. At the office, she was a qualified secretary. At home, she had the title of Mrs. York,

a response from the person she loved for so

his arms, causing Nina to stiffen, her head against his shoulder, unable to say

tired today. Let’s talk about it

choice but to drop the

was pressed tightly against hers, making her feel his warm temperature. His hand wrapped around her waist, enveloping her in the comforting

her abdomen, causing her body to slightly recoil, and his

lowered her gaze. “I’m not used

embraced her tightly, saying, “Then you’ll gradually get used to it. One day, you’ll be accustomed to it.”

which made her cheeks flush slightly. She looked up again, wondering if there would be a turning point in their marriage. She also longed to change

if

to the device. The words she wanted to say remained

roles of husband and wife…

But this fleeting thought lasted only a second. When he picked up the phone and saw the name “Miranda” on the screen, she was immediately brought

her and sat up, paying no heed to her

“Hello.”

Nash, who got up from the bed with a stern expression and

her lips. Nina, oh Nina, how could you entertain such fantasies? His heart belongs to Miranda; there will be no feelings between him and you. That was what he said when they got married three

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

would only cry secretly for him, but she never let him see. She remembered her identity