CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

It was as if he had let down his guard in front of her.

She knew it would be like this. His sturdy back also bore wounds, scars crisscrossing it, giving it a fierce appearance, leaving marks of imperfection on that flawless figure.

Nina looked at his broad back, knowing his capacity now to shoulder the responsibilities of the York family, but who would imagine the weight his shoulders bore.

Her hand gently touched his back, causing Nash's body to stiffen for a moment. His gaze deep, he didn't reject her touch, only his hoarse voice telling her, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Each scar pierced Nina's heart. She remained silent, but her fists clenched tightly.

He was unwilling to bring it up, perhaps these scars were memories Nash preferred not to revisit, including the time with her.

a few steps back, and withdrew her hand. She realized there were still

far as to claim that she was the one who raised Nash, implying that Sally had no right to assert dominance

less than happy. Looking at it now, Sally cherished her son. Maybe in middle age, she had finally realized it! Nina's mind was in turmoil, but she regained composure and calmly said to

pulled on his shirt and headed

clothes for him. She placed a set of pajamas by the bathroom

wondered, after their divorce, if she left, would he struggle with her absence? Would another woman come into his

wouldn't stop spinning just because someone was gone; Nash could carry on without her. Nina grabbed her own pajamas

Nash emerged from the shower. She remained still, feigning