CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1249

Even Quincy was a bit puzzled by the sudden request from his parents to meet Lydia, but he didn't dwell on it. He assumed they simply wanted to meet their daughter-in-law.

He reassured Lydia, "We've already gotten married, but my parents haven't met you yet. This is just a good chance for them to finally see you."

"Alright," Lydia agreed, though still a little nervous.

"Don't worry, they won't make things difficult for you."

With Quincy's constant reassurance, Lydia felt a little more at ease. She reminded herself that meeting the in-laws was inevitable, and they were actually a bit late in doing so, considering they were already married.

Quincy didn't come from a wealthy background. His family was middle-class, living in an older apartment on the outskirts of town. Their office was downtown, so even though it wasn't far, the traffic made the trip longer than usual.

As Lydia watched the older buildings flash by outside the window, she turned to Quincy and asked, "Why didn't you buy your parents a nicer place? With your income, you could've easily gotten something closer to the city center by now." Lydia's parents had always looked down on Quincy, thinking he was just a low-paid assistant. But the truth was quite different. Lydia knew Quincy earned a substantial salary working for Nash, enough that buying a house in a nicer part of town wouldn't have been a problem at all.

think Quincy was stingy; she figured there had to be a reason for

was a retirement gift from my dad's company," Quincy explained as he drove. "My parents are pretty

nodded, understanding as they pulled up

the trunk, but before she could lift them, Quincy gently placed a hand over hers and took them

as Quincy's mother heard the doorbell she opened the door with a

the moment

she

expression changed ever so

Lydia greeted her with a warm

responded, her tone noticeably cooler. She quickly shifted her attention to her son, "Quincy, why are you carrying

Quincy with a much more affectionate tone. She immediately called Quincy's father to come help, fussing over him like he was still her little boy. Quincy, of course, didn't want to trouble

on the fifth floor, and you've already carried those all the way up. Let your father take the last few

and even Quincy, who was usually calm and reserved,