CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1837

Yvette's expression lit up with the thrill of gossip. "Who are we talking about? Is it Dr. Wilfred?"

"It's about a friend," Karina lied smoothly, her face betraying nothing.

Yvette's face immediately screamed, "Yeah, right."

"Come on, at least come up with a better excuse. That 'it's for a friend' line is so overused it's practically expired," she teased, before shifting gears. "Alright, spill the details. And don't leave anything out. I want to know everything. Not just for gossip but to help you figure things out."

With no other choice, Karina recounted Wilfred's hot-and-cold behavior toward her.

After hearing the story, Yvette leaned back with a sharp hiss, as if processing something heavy. "I think your, uh, friend's boyfriend might just have something he's keeping to himself. Maybe there's a reason he doesn't want her to know." Karina's brows furrowed slightly.

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"Think about it," Yvette continued. "If he really didn't care, would he have been so quick to catch her when she almost fell? That's not how indifference works."

Yvette's words struck a chord, and Karina replayed the events of the previous day in her mind. Without the haze of emotions clouding her judgment, she began to notice details she had missed.

For example, Wilfred's gaze-it wasn't like usual. There was a faint but unmistakable emptiness in his eyes, a lifelessness that set him apart from his usual composed self.

caught up in her own frustration and sadness that she hadn't

Karina stood, leaving her food untouched. "Thanks, Yvette. I have something I need to

eating? Hey, come back!"

anticipation and nervous energy coursing through her. The frustration and sadness from yesterday had vanished, replaced by

halt. The hallway leading to the director's office stretched ahead, and there he was not far from

was speaking to him, clearly trying to

new medical project was only approved because of your influence. If we succeed, it'll

called out

confused

received no response. He

toward where Wilfred's gaze

added

wondering

his

than the project.

he could turn, Wilfred cut him off, his voice firm and leaving no room for negotiation. "I've heard enough. Send the project proposal to myoffice later, and I'll review

Wilfred left the group

for rejection and was prepared to lay