CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1250

Lydia cradled the cup in her hands. The temperature was perfect, not too hot. It was clear that Quincy had clearly checked beforehand.

She glanced over at him and saw him peeling roasted chestnuts for her, and her heart instantly felt warm.

Lydia was sensitive to both heat and cold, and many people, including her own parents, had called her spoiled. But Quincy never complained. He always took care of her, quietly and willingly, without a word of protest. From the kitchen came the sounds of clattering pots and the rich aroma of stir-fried vegetables. Meanwhile, Lydia and Quincy exchanged light conversation in the living room.

The smile on Lydia's face revealed that it wasn't so much a conversation as it was Quincy trying to make her laugh and lift her spirits.

Watching from the kitchen, Mrs. Perez narrowed her eyes. The more she looked at Lydia, the more displeased she became.

"Look at him, fussing over her like that. I can hardly believe that's our son," she muttered, casting Lydia a quick, judgmental glance, careful not to be caught. "I don't know what kind of spell she's cast on him." "You're the one who invited her over," Mr. Perez replied, not looking to stir the pot.

snapped. "It's because of all those horrible things being said about her online. Have you seen

gave a noncommittal nod. After years of marriage, he had learned it was often best just to nod along. Arguments never led anywhere, and

Perez's anger simmered but didn't fade. "No. I can't let this continue. Even if they're married, I'll find a way to make them separate. A woman with a reputation like hers doesn't deserve to be with our son." Dinner was finally served, and everyone sat down. Quincy chose a seat close

but ask, "Quincy, why are you sitting so close?

how we sit at home,

the most normal thing in

world.

was palpable. Lydia, sensing the

to serve her. After a

down with a sharp clatter, fixing her cold gaze on Lydia. "Lydia, is it? There's

she arrived was now a