CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1251

Chapter 1251

Lydia's face turned pale as all the blood seemed to drain from her body. Her hands trembled slightly, and she could feel every muscle in her chest tightening painfully. Quincy clenched his fists, barely containing his frustration.

"You're being too harsh. This isn't Lydia's fault, and you owe her an apology," Quincy demanded, his voice firm.

Mrs. Perez scoffed. "Fine, I'll apologize," she said, though her tone was anything but sincere. "Miss Lydia, I hope you can understand. While we may not be some grand, wealthy family, both Quincy's father and I have spent our lives in education. We come from a respectable background, and quite frankly, our family can't accept someone like you."

She didn't mince words, and the effect was immediate.

Lydia felt like she had been stripped bare and tossed out into the street, vulnerable and humiliated. A fire of shame burned in her chest, making it hard to breathe. Every part of her body screamed for her to leave this place, to escape the suffocating tension. The chair scraped against the floor as Lydia rose to her feet, her movements mechanical. "I've overstayed my welcome. I'll be leaving now."

Without looking back, Lydia turned and rushed for the door.

door, don't expect to come back. Quincy, I'm telling you now, unless I'm dead, I will never approve of this marriage. A woman like that, who's still involved with other men even

gone. He tried calling her, but every attempt rang

could hear the panic in Quincy's voice immediately. "Mr. York, please, I need your help. Lydia ran off after we visited my parents. I can't find her, and it's pouring rain out here. I'm really worried

didn't hesitate. "I'll get people on it," he

Nash's efforts, Lydia remained out of reach. As the hours dragged on, Quincy slumped in a chair, looking utterly defeated "It's all my fault. If only I'd...

already heard the whole story, and even he couldn't help but feel for the couple.

omency's guilt. "She'l

had a chance to think things

there, staring blankly

been their frantic focus, was sitting quietly in the back seat of a car, ten minutes ahead of them.

en

her skin, cold seeping into her bones. Yet she hardly

on the raindrops sliding down