"What?" Linda's expression instantly turned ugly, unable to believe it. "Impossible. The timing matches, and I have memories of it. How could it not be Mr. York? You must have made a mistake."

"It's just so coincidental!" the person on the phone said. "When I heard they were looking for someone, I thought you must have hit the jackpot. But it turns out we were all mistaken. The room number was wrong, and the person that night wasn't Mr. York. He was a man in his forties or fifties."

Now Linda's face went pale, and she glanced at her belly, becoming agitated. "How could I possibly be pregnant with a child from a man in his forties or fifties?"

This was a huge letdown.

She had been living in a bubble of happiness.

If she hadn't been given such high expectations, she wouldn't have held onto hope.

When she found out the man from that night was Nash, she thought it was the smartest thing she had ever done in her life.

To hook such a rich and handsome man so quickly.

But reality told her otherwise, that she had ended up in bed with an older man.

"Linda, face reality. Even though he's older, he's wealthy. You'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life," the voice on the phone tried to console Linda, understanding her feeling of soaring high, only to experience the disappointment of falling back down again.

But the result was still the same.

She needed money, and as long as she was willing, she would have plenty of it.

Linda couldn't accept this reality. As she hung up the phone, she was still living in her dream: "No, it can't be. I'm carrying Mr. York's child, not someone else's. It must be a lie!"

clutched her belly, starting

leaving the hospital, Nina

down the street, the night breeze brushing against her, feeling

definitely wouldn't belong to Nash. They had some interactions, but it was

sought a stand-in, and Linda conveniently fell into that role

about?

Beep beep-

the sound of

car was behind her, though she wasn't sure

"Nina."

Scott leaned out.

was taken aback to see him there. "I can't believe I'm running

faint smile graced Scott's lips, his usual gentleness evident. "You've ended up right at my company's building. It's hard not to

glanced at the building

bit apologetic. "I'm sorry, you've been back for so long, and

keen on showing her around his workplace. He pulled up beside her. "Where are you headed?

Scott suggested, "Then get in the

got into

street. It was crowded, with plenty of food and entertainment options, but Nina had rarely visited such

ones, and there were plenty of lights around. Not far away, there was also a river, adding to the beautiful scenery. "Nina, look at

burst into fireworks, followed by more

"Look, fireworks!"

on weekends?

know, but who cares? As long as there are fireworks to

Nina had seen so many types of fireworks so vividly. The world at this moment was splendid and colorful, as if stepping into

fireworks could be so beautiful. In the past, she would have had no

her eyes off it, amazed that the fireworks even had words, like a meteor shower, and could ever bloom

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