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

burn ointment and applied it to her wound. Watching him crouch in front of her,

her a little longer. She even had the ridiculous thought that being by his side for seven years, diligently taking care of him every day, was not as effective as getting a minor injury to attract his attention. This little injury

landing perfectly on the back of Nash’s hand. He raised his gaze, noticing Nina’s moist eyes. It was the first time he had

you crying? Did

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

heard 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. You don’t have to be fully armored in front of me

a qualified secretary. At home, she had the title of

had admired for so many years. The feeling of not getting a response from the person she loved for

his arms, causing Nina to stiffen, her head

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

choice but to

felt that he was behaving somewhat differently. His body was pressed tightly against hers, making her feel his warm temperature. His hand wrapped around

her abdomen, causing her body to slightly recoil, and his warm breath whispered in her ear, “Are you afraid of tickling?”

her gaze. “I’m not used to

embraced her tightly, saying, “Then you’ll gradually get used to

chest, feeling the warmth enveloping her, which made her cheeks flush slightly. She looked up again, wondering if there would be a turning point in their marriage. She

if possible, can

device. The words

they assume the roles of husband and

fleeting thought lasted only a second. When he picked up the phone and saw the name “Miranda”

usual calmness. He released her

“Hello.”

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

such fantasies? His heart belongs to Miranda; there will be no feelings between him

with warmth gathering in her eyes. She closed her eyes, refusing

know that ever since she found out about the person in his heart, she would only cry secretly for him, but she never let him see. She remembered her identity very well; she was just a secretary by