CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

She caught a faint scent of disinfectant.

Instinctively, she looked up. The man was wearing a black coat over a sweater, with dress pants and leather shoes. His face bore a slight smile, and he stared at her with his brown eyes.

His face was fairer than his hands and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His lips curved naturally into a soft smile, giving him an approachable appearance, and a small mole marked the corner of his left eye.

Despite his friendly appearance, Nina felt a chill run through her.

A chill that penetrated to the bone.

"Ivy..." the man murmured, staring at Nina.

Trying to calm her unease, Nina stood up, "Who are you calling?"

Seeing no reaction from her, the man stood up too. He looked at her with those deep brown eyes meaningfully as he said, "It seems I mistook you for someone else."

"Could you give me my things back?" Nina asked.

and

and the moment she touched his hand, she felt that icy chill again. "Excuse me,

stepped aside, and Nina hurried past

nor did she want to

murmuring the name "Ivy." His voice

after Nina was out of sight. Playing with the string of green beads in his hand,

about ten minutes, and after navigating several turns, he arrived

buildings used for business. Few people were around, making it

the stairs slowly, heading to the fourth

was only one room

turned the doorknob once, then as he was about to turn it a second

you so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Miranda was sitting directly

closed the door, took off his black coat, and replaced it with a

want my help again. It hasn't even been a few days, and you're already impatient?" "Write it down. I can't hear you!" Miranda demanded

his head resting on the backrest, his gaze fixed on her. "You can read lips. Don't you