CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

It was as if he had let down his guard in front of her.

She knew it would be like this. His sturdy back also bore wounds, scars crisscrossing it, giving it a fierce appearance, leaving marks of imperfection on that flawless figure.

Nina looked at his broad back, knowing his capacity now to shoulder the responsibilities of the York family, but who would imagine the weight his shoulders bore.

Her hand gently touched his back, causing Nash's body to stiffen for a moment. His gaze deep, he didn't reject her touch, only his hoarse voice telling her, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Each scar pierced Nina's heart. She remained silent, but her fists clenched tightly.

He was unwilling to bring it up, perhaps these scars were memories Nash preferred not to revisit, including the time with her.

Nina pursed her lips, took a few steps back, and withdrew her hand. She realized there were still secrets about Nash she didn't know. She even speculated that he used to be "Zac," not Nash.

Sally, even going as far as to claim that she was the one who raised Nash, implying that Sally

was all too strange. Perhaps Sally simply didn't love her son very much, leaving his childhood less than happy. Looking at it now, Sally cherished her son. Maybe in middle age, she

calmly said to him,

pulled on his shirt and headed to

perfect sync, went to the closet to fetch clothes for

of pajamas by the bathroom door. Taking care of his daily life had become routine for her, and

another woman come

was gone; Nash could carry on without her. Nina grabbed her own pajamas and enjoyed a leisurely shower in

from the shower. She