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.

I'm dead, I will never approve of this marriage. A woman like that, who's still involved with other men even

was already gone. He tried calling her,

"Mr. York, please, I need your help. Lydia ran

hesitate. "I'll get people on it,"

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.

the whole story, and even he couldn't help but feel for the couple. "Lydia's strong Maybe she just needs some time to clear her head," he offered, trying

omency's guilt. "She'l

she's had a chance to think things

there, staring blankly ahead, lost in

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

en

skin,

was vacant, fixed on the raindrops sliding down the window, her mind