CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Nina looked at Linda. She was so confident it was herself and Nina almost believed it. However, Quincy was here, and there was work to handle. She didn't have time to respond and could only back away. Three hours passed, and Nina had not returned. However, at this moment, the meeting room doors opened. As the attendees dispersed, Nash emerged from the meeting room. Quincy stood to the side, saying, "Mr. York, the lounge."

Nash furrowed his brows, his expression cold. He glanced at his watch and couldn't help but sneer, thinking they sure could hold out. He turned and headed for the lounge.

At this point, only Linda was in the lounge. She stiffened when she heard the door open, seeing no one else was there, she lay on the couch for a while.

Nash entered the room and saw a girl lying on the couch. His gaze swept around, not finding Nina, and he stepped forward. With one hand in his pocket, he stopped in front of the girl, his expression icy as he scrutinized her in silence.

Linda was exhausted, but she dared not sleep with her eyes closed, fearing she would miss something. When she felt rested enough and hazily opened her eyes, she saw a tall figure standing in front of her. She was momentarily stunned, quickly sat up, and before seeing clearly, apologized, "I'm sorry..." She fumbled to adjust her clothes, while Nash just watched her movements without saying a word. However, the way she spoke, her tone was very much like Nina's. Regardless of whether she had done anything wrong or not, as long as she felt it was inappropriate, she would always be the first to say "I'm sorry". She wouldn't care who was right or wrong.

remained silent for a long time. Linda stared at his shoes, feeling extremely nervous, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she lifted her head slightly. Not seeing anyone, she

herself, she asked, "Why aren't you speaking?

face remained expressionless as he asked in an indifferent tone, "Are you

captivated Linda. She slowed her breathing and raised her eyes slightly, meeting Nash's profound gaze, causing her body to stiffen involuntarily,

slowly, and only then did she ask

turned to sit on the nearby sofa. Seeing that the man was not interested in her, Linda wanted to give herself a chance to express, so she said lightly, "Before coming here, I already knew your identity, Mr. York. Actually, it doesn't matter. Adults should take responsibility

coldly remarked, "Did