CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1080

Chapter 1080

Eugene took the breakfast from the butler, carefully opening each container and setting them on the small table. His meticulousness surprised the butler.

"Mr. Lowe, let me handle it," the butler offered. He was trying to gauge whether Zoe was really Eugene's girlfriend or just someone brought in to appease Eugene's grandmother, Mrs. Lowe Sr.

Eugene saw through him instantly and immediately put on a stern face. "What, I'm taking care of my girlfriend, and you want to take over? Have you forgotten my rules just because I've been away all these years?"

The butler quickly backtracked. "Of course not. I only wanted to be of service. Since you're handling it, I'll take my leave."

With a wave of his hand, Eugene dismissed him and sat by Zoe's bedside, feeding her soup.

"Careful, it's hot. This chicken soup is full of nutrients. If you ever want more, just let me know, and I'll have them make it for you. Whatever you want to eat, I'll make sure they cook it."

"Promise? You better not be lying to me," Zoe teased, adding a playful glint to her eyes to make the act more convincing.

butler had left some time ago, but

eat the rest yourself then. By the way, I'm Eugene Lowe, the fourth son of the Lowe family in Birkham. Not sure if you've heard of us, but it doesn't matter. Titles are given by others

you think holds real value?" Zoe knew of the Lowe family and had heard about their strict standards for the younger generation, but she had never had the chance to meet any of them before. This was her first encounter, and she couldn't deny her

suddenly leaned in closer. "You don't mind pretending to be my girlfriend, right? I really don't want to go on any more blind dates. If you're okay with it, I might need

definitely mind." Zoe immediately

wasn't something

bag and stood up. "Look thanks for what you did last night, and I

wanting to get tangled up in this any

Nash spent the entire night waiting at her place. When she finally rushed in through the door, instinctively looked

any signs

dressed neatly with no marks on her face or

finally relaxed.

his tone taking on the authority of a concerned guardian. "Where

look. "Nash, what were you thinking, sending me to a matchmaking event? Do I look like