CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1239

Lydia knew exactly what Quincy was worried about, so she offered him a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine. I'll go and be right back. If you're still chatting with Mr. William and I'm not back, come find me. Does that put your mind at ease?" Only then did Quincy reluctantly let her go.

The yacht was enormous, and Lydia wandered for a bit before finally finding the restroom. The interior was lavish with golden walls and ornate mirrors with intricate designs on the edges. Everything exuded luxury. After washing her hands, she was ready to head back, but as soon as she stepped outside, she froze.

"Lydia, what a coincidence to run into you here."

The man standing in front of her was none other than Eugene.

"What are you doing here?" she blurted, immediately regretting the question. Mrs. Ford was attending the gala, so of course her son would be there too. She mentally chastised herself for asking something so obvious.

Eugene smiled, his eyes dark and intense as he stared at her. The depth in his gaze sent a shiver down her spine. "You're still just like you used to be."

Lydia frowned, about to remind him that the past was long behind her. It was pointless to keep bringing it up. It meant nothing to her now. But before she could say anything, Eugene smoothly changed the subject, as if reading her thoughts. "I heard there's a rare gemstone being auctioned tonight. It's a piece carved by a famous foreign designer and has been named *Devil's Love*."

the name hang in the air before continuing. "The stone is actually an amethyst, and while it symbolizes love, the designer twisted its meaning

almost surreal. But there was something dizzying about the way he spoke, the way his presence seemed to fill the narrow space between them. Lydia's frown deepened. She didn't want to linger here with him any

waiting for a reply, she quickly turned

after, a man in a suit approached Eugene, bowing respectfully. "Mr. Ford, everything you

someone will approach

had cooled significantly. It seemed that the warmth in

assistant avoided making

with him. Just

down his spine. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Lydia, who had unknowingly become the

the cuffs of his suit and paused, as if remembering

arranged with the host, so rest assured, we'll secure the gemstone." Eugene said

as if something monstrous were chasing her. The sound of her

shake

presence had stirred in her. His gaze had been dark, possessive, almost like