Chapter 1275

However, everything was just a facade. Beneath it all, Hope harbored a deep jealousy, though she hadn't yet found the right moment to act.

Meanwhile, over on Quincy's side, Lydia was spiraling. She felt completely drained, emotionally and physically. Curled up under the blankets, tears streamed down her face, soaking into the fabric. Quincy noticed every tear, and each one broke his heart a little more. Quincy wasn't doing well either. For days, he had been consumed by guilt and helplessness, unsure of what to do. Just as he was lost in thought, someone approached him. Quincy looked up, surprised to see it was Nash.

Nash nodded, glancing toward Lydia's hospital room. He had already heard about everything that had happened.

"How's Lydia?" Nash asked.

Quincy's expression turned bitter. He tried to force a smile, but it was clear he didn't have the strength for it anymore. "Not good. She doesn't even want to see me. She kicked me out."

"Lydia's definitely been set up. When I find out who did this..." Quincy's fists clenched, his unfinished sentence trailing off, but the cold fury in his eyes said it all. He was seething. Whoever had harmed Lydia and taken their child had crossed a line.

"I came to talk to you about that." Nash paused, his gaze sharp. "Have you considered that it might be someone close to you?"

Quincy looked at him, stunned.

that his mother had visited

to visit Mrs. Lydia. You know

"A thermos?"

some special herbal tea, something

long time after hearing this. Mrs. Lucy, noticing the deepening coldness in his eyes, was

found out about Lydia's miscarriage. At first, she felt a

was on edge, constantly looking over

Quincy do?

initial fear faded,

relief washed over her. "Now that the

can finally move

to herself.

someone better."

even started planning. "I'll call Tiffany right now. We'll have Quincy over for dinner tonight. They're a perfect match!" She was almost giddy

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