Nash followed all the way to the operating room, watching as Nina was wheeled inside. He could only stand at the door, his anxiety mounting. He felt as if the weight of the world was pressing down on him. Suddenly, he remembered something and added, "Save her, and also save her child!"

As Nina disappeared through the door, a sense of darkness enveloped Nash. He stood at the entrance to the operating room, panting heavily. Sweat dripped from his forehead, his chest heaving as he remained rooted in place for a long time. It felt like countless threads were pulling at his heart, making it hard for him to breathe. He felt a bit scared.

Scared that Nina might be in danger.

Scared that if Nina lost the child, she might resent him.

In that moment, he truly felt it. Though he could not accept the child, he was even more afraid of losing Nina.

Nash remained silent, not uttering another word throughout. He was sitting in a nearby chair, his head bowed, his face filled with worry. His palms were sweating profusely. Quincy hurried over, his phone ringing incessantly. He knew Nash was worried about Nina and did not want to take any calls. But as a subordinate, he still had to report. "Mr. York, there's a call for you."

Nash did not even glance at the phone. "I'm not answering it," he replied.

Quincy looked at the caller ID but said nothing further, simply hanging up.

up on. She had no choice but to inform

has to attend

himself clear, and she naturally understood when to approach and when to withdraw. She did not

the call, maintaining a distance. Besides, she knew what was most important

so he

to help him before, so could she. Perhaps, over

complained, "He's probably been

has moved out. It seems like the divorce

Nina gone, there would be no more contact between

Mr. York went to see Nina. He goes to see her every day, traveling

Nash, who usually ignored Miranda, would go out of his way to

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