CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1365

"Eugene, I'm telling you one more time. I don't need you here. Just go home," Lydia's tone grew more impatient.

She had come out late to have a drink, clear her mind, and ease her frustrations, not to have Eugene hovering around, nagging her endlessly.

Eugene, however, didn't budge. Instead, he sat down beside her and opened a bottle of beer for himself.

"If you want to drink, then I'll drink with you. Whenever you've had enough and want to go home, I'll take you."

Lydia found herself at a loss for words. Suddenly, she no longer felt like drinking. She placed the bottle aside and looked at the men and women swaying wildly in the dance floor under the neon lights.

How she wished Quincy was the one beside her right now.

"Lydia, how about we head over and dance for a bit?" Eugene offered.

Earlier, as he walked into the bar, he spotted Quincy. That man really was everywhere, like a shadow that refused to disappear. Or maybe it was just fate. No matter how they tried to avoid each other, they always ended up in the same place.

determined to cut that connection. He wanted Quincy to see

her head. "You go ahead. I just

I'm staying right here. I only want to dance with you. I'm not even

as if testing the waters, his

fingertips were about to touch, Lydia abruptly

thought she was angry and was about

to get some juice. I'll be right back. No need to follow

back down. He pulled out the jewelry he had bought earlier, planning to give it to

bar. As she moved, a man sidled up to her, trying to make an unwanted

one

high heel, stomped on his foot with all her might, grinding the heel in for good measure. Her stiletto was

You little wretch! Acting all innocent! Who the hell do you think you are? You come to a bar, you're no better than any other girl here!" The man winced, cursing her

alcohol on her and noticed her flushed cheeks, figuring she must have had more than a few drinks. He was a grown man. How could he not

he reached for her waist, but Lydia grabbed a nearby bottle

touching me again. In your next life,