CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Before Nash could respond, Julia hung up the phone. The busy tone seemed to pound inside Nash's mind. Clutching the phone, his handsome face was instantly overshadowed by a veil of gloom, an aura of darkness enveloping him.

Nina entered the room and beheld Nash in this state, his hand gripping her phone. Her heart skipped a beat. With hospital appointments now made through mobile apps, she feared Nash might have seen her registration and payment records.

Especially when Nash's piercing, cold black eyes landed on her, Nina's palms turned cold, unsure how to face him. But suddenly, Nash coldly dropped a bombshell, "Nina, did you tell your mother about us planning to divorce?"

Nina's heart had been in her throat, but upon hearing Nash's question, she let out a long sigh of relief. She pressed her lips together, "Talking to my parents about what's going on in my life, isn't that normal?" Though she had not expected Nash to pick up her phone call, she had already informed him long ago about wanting a divorce. It was not a secret, and she had nothing to fear.

What she was truly worried about was Nash finding out about her pregnancy and not letting her go. Or, letting her go but not allowing her to keep the child.

Nash's lips curled into a cold smirk. "Discussing such matters without my consent, is that what you consider normal? Nina, I truly don't comprehend your thought process!"

Upon learning that Nina had been exposed online and detained, he had promptly instructed Quincy to prepare the car and head to

head down. "I don't have any elaborate plans. I just know that our agreement is expiring, and it's time to end this loveless marriage. Nash, you don't

clear. She did not wish to

trying to punch through cotton

"snap," Nash flung the phone onto the

without a word and exited the

Nina left, lunchtime

pre-ordered meal and placed it before Nash. Despite Nina's note mentioning Nash's dislike for cilantro, it appeared

Serene immediately apologized to

I forgot to convey your preferences to the restaurant. I wanted to offer you some variety, but

York, would you like to have my meal instead? Serene swiftly opened her own meal and extended it towards him, suggesting, "I noticed Nina massaged your head earlier: How about I do the same after you eat?

"And what if it's