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."

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

shower and change first. Let Quincy prepare a clean set of clothes for you. I'll tidy up here," Miranda said, bending down to clean

took a sharp intake of

"You should hire a live-in caretaker. Do you

prefer living alone. I think I have some

I'll go." Nash stopped

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

tissue first." Without delay, Nash helped Miranda to her

she leaned 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