"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.

Linda's child definitely wouldn't belong to Nash. They had

stand-in, and Linda conveniently fell into that role at the right

about? Perhaps she

Beep beep-

sound of a

was behind her, though she

"Nina."

Scott leaned out.

can't believe

usual gentleness evident. "You've ended up right at my company's building. It's hard not to bump into

at the building nearby. "What

sorry, you've been back for so long, and I

on showing her around his workplace. He pulled up beside her.

get in the car, I'll take

Nina got

options, but Nina had rarely

arrived at the square. Nina saw many people selling balloons, colorful ones, and there were plenty of lights around. Not far away, there was also a river, adding to the beautiful scenery. "Nina, look at that!" Scott had been waiting

fireworks, followed

"Look, fireworks!"

weekends?

know, but who cares? As

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

some reason, she felt a bit excited. Perhaps she had never imagined fireworks could be so beautiful. In the past, she would have had no interest because

Experiencing it firsthand was

was captivated by

off it, amazed that the fireworks even had words, like a meteor

at Nina, seeing her enjoying the moment. He smiled slightly, believing that everything was worth

for half an hour, attracting tens of thousands of

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