"What?" Linda's expression instantly turned ugly, unable to believe it. "Impossible. The timing matches, and I have memories of it. How could it not be Mr. York? You must have made a mistake."

"It's just so coincidental!" the person on the phone said. "When I heard they were looking for someone, I thought you must have hit the jackpot. But it turns out we were all mistaken. The room number was wrong, and the person that night wasn't Mr. York. He was a man in his forties or fifties."

Now Linda's face went pale, and she glanced at her belly, becoming agitated. "How could I possibly be pregnant with a child from a man in his forties or fifties?"

This was a huge letdown.

She had been living in a bubble of happiness.

If she hadn't been given such high expectations, she wouldn't have held onto hope.

When she found out the man from that night was Nash, she thought it was the smartest thing she had ever done in her life.

To hook such a rich and handsome man so quickly.

But reality told her otherwise, that she had ended up in bed with an older man.

"Linda, face reality. Even though he's older, he's wealthy. You'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life," the voice on the phone tried to console Linda, understanding her feeling of soaring high, only to experience the disappointment of falling back down again.

But the result was still the same.

She needed money, and as long as she was willing, she would have plenty of it.

Linda couldn't accept this reality. As she hung up the phone, she was still living in her dream: "No, it can't be. I'm carrying Mr. York's child, not someone else's. It must be a lie!"

She clutched her belly, starting to deceive herself.

After leaving the hospital, Nina didn't immediately return home.

She strolled down the street, the night breeze brushing against her, feeling low-spirited.

child definitely wouldn't belong to Nash.

stand-in, and Linda conveniently fell into

about? Perhaps she was just not

Beep beep-

the sound of

she wasn't sure how long it had been

"Nina."

Scott leaned out.

see him there. "I can't believe I'm

lips, his usual gentleness evident. "You've ended up right at my company's building. It's

building

felt a bit apologetic. "I'm sorry, you've been back for so long,

to see. Just a bunch of big shots." Scott wasn't particularly keen on showing her around his workplace. He pulled up beside her. "Where are you

"Then get in the car, I'll take

got

a pedestrian street. It was crowded, with plenty of food and entertainment options, but Nina had

Nina saw many people selling balloons, colorful ones, and there were plenty of lights around. Not far away, there was also a river,

followed by more fireworks illuminating the sky. Suddenly, many people surged

"Look, fireworks!"

weekends? It's only Friday

know, but who cares? As long as there

of fireworks so vividly. The world at this moment was splendid and colorful, as if stepping into

she had never imagined fireworks could be so beautiful. In the past, she would have had no interest because she thought fireworks were fleeting,

Experiencing it firsthand was

She was

eyes off it, amazed that the fireworks even had words, like

moment. He smiled slightly, believing

an hour,

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