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 realized it

food untouched. "Thanks, Yvette. I have

could possibly be more important than eating? Hey, come back!" Yvette called

she walked briskly through the hospital, a mix of anticipation and nervous energy coursing

leading to the director's office stretched ahead, and there he was not

to him, clearly

Wilfred, this new medical project was only approved because of your influence. If we succeed, it'll significantly improve our hospital's medical standing.

man called out to

confused when

received no response. He

toward where Wilfred's gaze

added

wondering

hold his attention

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 it. I have something else to take care of now."

that, Wilfred left the group behind and walked off-straight

braced herself for rejection and