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Nash was surprised that she brought this up. "Why didn't you mention it last time?"

"You didn't give me a chance to explain previously," Nina remembered how he had walked away without a word, not even listening to her.

Nash had doubts and asked again, "If Linda wasn't brought by you, she shouldn't know you. The first time I met her, she was so familiar with you, so she must have known you for a short time." Her words and actions indeed didn't make sense. Fortunately, when she first met Linda, she didn't say too much, and no one knew she was looking for a stand-in. Now, it gave her an excuse.

"I did indeed meet her twice," Nina didn't deny. "Wasn't it you who tasked me with finding her? I surely had to take your instructions seriously."

Nash caught onto her words, questioning, "So if she hadn't come to me, you would've kept it to yourself and not informed me?"

This caught Nina off guard. Afraid that Nash might think she was being deceptive, she explained, "I hadn't figured it out clearly yet. If it really was her, I would have brought her to you right away." In the end, she didn't even realize why he was angry.

She had always been a diligent and responsible secretary, willing to take on responsibilities. However, if it wasn't her responsibility, she did not want to bear any part of it. She had never even considered that she was still his wife.

Nash adjusted his tie and said indifferently, "I see. You can leave now."

Nash heard her words, and given the extent of what she said, it implied that from now on, she wouldn't be held responsible for anything.

"Alright, Mr. York, rest well for a while. I'll call you when the food is ready," Nina said.

She walked out and quietly closed the door.

Nash stared at the steaming bowl of beef stew, took a spoon and stirred it, unable to suppress a sneer.

When Linda didn't see Nina in the kitchen, she came running to ask, "Where's Nina?"

The servant replied, "Mr. York has been feeling quite hot lately. Miss Nina made a glass of lemonade and took it up."

Linda's attention. "How long has it

been about

wondering why Nina was so concerned about Nash's health. Was it part of her duties

Nina came downstairs, holding an empty tray. The

boss could possibly not be smitten by a secretary,

The

try the cook's specialty dish, it's spicy and sour, really delicious." Nash glanced up and

embarrassed by his comment. She withdrew her hand and said, "Oh, I didn't

up a spare rib and put it on her plate, saying calmly, "You can just eat by yourself, no need to serve me. I'll serve

the cue

enthusiastic. As she ate her pasta, she pondered, glancing at Nash, He seemed to understand

"Ugh-"

her utensils, covering her mouth

expression turn serious as

surprised, feeling a sense of emptiness

wrong?" Nash frowned, standing at the bathroom door. He

pale,

worried and went to support her,

feeling his gaze on her while she vomited, grew even more nervous, retching harder,

this before, growing even more concerned. His voice was low and serious, "We're going to

Nina grabbed Nash's sleeve, her words

reaction was intense; she was very afraid of going to the hospital.