"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.

merely that single night, Linda's child definitely wouldn't belong

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

there to be surprised about? Perhaps she was just not well-informed

Beep beep-

the sound of a

though she wasn't sure how long it

"Nina."

Scott leaned out.

"I can't believe I'm running into you here of

graced Scott's lips, his usual gentleness evident. "You've ended up right at my company's building. It's hard not to

at the building nearby. "What a

"I'm sorry, you've been back for

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

suggested, "Then get in the car, I'll

Nina got into his

food and entertainment options, but Nina had rarely visited

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

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

"Look, fireworks!"

fireworks only on weekends? It's only

but who cares? As long as

so vividly. The world at this moment

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

it, amazed that the fireworks even had words, like

moment.

an hour, attracting tens of thousands

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