CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Seeing Linda's gesture, even if her marriage with Nash fell apart, this bed was still where she slept. She didn't like others touching it. As she reached out, she grabbed Linda's hand. "Do you know which one it is?"

Linda paused, deeming the question trivial. "It's just a sweater; I can handle it."

If Nina could handle it, so could she. Nina maintained a stoic expression. "If you wish to occupy this position, it depends on whether you're capable." She glanced at the sizable bed. "Nash has very specific preferences. Even with something as simple as a sweater, he will specify whether it should be white or black. If he doesn't like it... it will be disastrous."

"Don't try to intimidate me!" Linda didn't believe her. Last time Nina warned her, it was simply to deter her. "It's cold now, and Nash only wants warm clothing. There wouldn't be so many demands." Linda proceeded to open the wardrobe directly. The clothes inside were neatly organized, easily visible. She promptly selected a thick sweater and a coat. "I'll take these to him."

She desired to be in Nash's presence. Despite Sally's advice to focus on her pregnancy and not concern herself with Nash's care, Linda wanted to be closer to him. Only through companionship could true feelings develop.

Nina had been Nash's secretary for seven years. Linda heard about this and wondered if their marriage was simply a result of spending so much time together. Linda believed that she could have the same relationship with Nash. She saw herself as young, attractive, and full of energy, even more capable than Nina. If someone as ordinary as Nina, who came from a regular family, could marry Nash, then why couldn't she?

As Linda walked away, Nina briefly

she thought about Nash's personality and his particular preferences, she, changed her mind. Nina opened the closet

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rapidly becoming colder. Worried that Nash might suddenly require some work-related attire, she also grabbed

of the ward, she overheard Nash's stern voice say, "Who let you in? Take this

terrified. She

the fact that she was carrying his child. Her eyes were red with fear, anxious not to further provoke him, so she hastily fied. Shortly after, the clothes she had brought

filled with blame, "Nash didn't actually want the sweater. You're intentionally trying to make him dislike me, aren't

Nina couldn't comprehend Linda's

had no desire to engage with her. Reluctant

him because you've