CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

She smirked slightly, a cold smile playing on her lips, as she looked into Nash's icy gaze. She told herself it did not matter. After all, she had also benefited from this marriage.

But deep down, she was deeply hurt, realizing she was just a tool for Nash. Some things could be left unsaid, and she did not need to dwell on them. After all, she had also gained advantages from it. It was no necessary for her to bring the embarrassment to the surface.

Nash furrowed his brows, his tone icy. "When did you find out?"

"Does it matter?" Nina replied coldly. "Just know that I know everything, and I don't want to continue this marriage anymore."

Nash's expression turned cold as he tightly grabbed her hand, his voice harsh. "What if I don't want to?"

"Don't want to? Who are you to decide?" Nina's emotions surged. "These are your rules of the game. I followed them, completed the task, and now you should let me go. Nash, I'm not playing with you anymore, and you shouldn't play with me either!"

"Then you should know, I call the shots," Nash's gaze turned cold, his words cruel. "Behave yourself, and maybe you'll get what you want. But if you don't..."

"Nash, I don't love you!" Nina cut him off, staring defiantly into his eyes. "I've never loved you. I don't want to play along anymore. My youth can't be wasted on you. I want freedom, liberation, I want... ugh..." Listening to her, Nash's expression darkened, and he angrily kissed her lips. He did not want to hear her say those things. He wanted her to be completely devoted to him!

Nina to be by his side wholeheartedly. Just like before. Being

a special understanding. If it were someone else, they could not achieve what Nina did. He did not want to lose this sense of comfort.

kiss was fervent

causing Nina

wanting to break free from

realized

changed, becoming so net

wanting to gradually confine her, to cage

captive bird. She wanted to break free from this confinement. "Let go of me..." Nina struggled desperately. The more she resisted, the more Nash wanted to confine her, to restrain her hands, pressing them onto the

mouth stung for a moment, unable to help but cry out. A taste of

it hurt?" Nash panted, whispering lowly in her ear, "Remember

and a little indignant. Refusing to show weakness, she exclaimed, "Nash, you're