CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

As Miranda was about to get off the car, her phone rang. It was the delivery guy. "Hello, Miss Miranda, you have a few packages that need to be picked up downstairs."

Miranda saw the delivery guy not far from the car, with several packages on a small cart. She turned to Nash for help, "Nash, could you help me? These are the light bulbs I ordered, and my home's light bulbs are not working."

Nash did not respond immediately. However, a few seconds later, he got out of the car.

Five minutes later, Nash had Quincy bring the cart and Miranda to her floor. However, he gave Quincy a meaningful look. Understanding his intention, Quincy unpacked the packages and helped replace the light bulbs.

Nash was about to call Nina when Miranda accidentally bumped into him.

"Ah!"

Miranda let out an involuntary cry of pain as the blueberry juice in her hand spilled all over Nash.

Nash frowned, and the next moment he heard Miranda's apology, "Nash, I'm sorry. This blueberry juice is from a brand my friend created. It's really good, and I wanted you to try it. I did not mean to be so clumsy."

was now stained with blueberry juice, he noticed the broken glass

go back and change. I have disposable bathrobes. You go take a shower and change first. Let Quincy prepare

took a sharp intake of

his lips and said softly, "You should hire a live-in caretaker. Do you

alone. I think I have some band-aids, let me go

I'll go." Nash stopped

still bleeding profusely. She pressed her lips together. "I don't think you can

first." Without delay, Nash helped Miranda

toward him, her bleeding finger stained his clothes. She hurriedly apologized, "Nash, I swear... I've been a mess lately, messing up everything. Being a burden seems to be my specialty." Nash had already wrapped her finger with tissue.