CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Upon hearing this, Miranda was taken aback.

Did Nash not know Nina was pregnant? Or was there another reason?

Nash's expression remained unchanged, his deep eyes cold and detached, as if Nina's affairs no longer mattered to him.

Nina had hoped that revealing her pregnancy might change his heart. She was wrong. When a man decided to be heartless, a child meant nothing.

Perhaps she should not have told him at all. Her last hope was gone, and her heart was nearly dead.

"Nash, let's go," Miranda said, leaning against him, breaking the tense silence between them. "Nina, you should have gotten rid of it earlier. You wouldn't be in this situation now."

Nash's gaze returned, slightly unsettled, but he responded coldly and mercilessly, "Let's go. Ignore her. She'll say anything to keep her status as Mrs. York."

The two walked past Nina without looking back. As they passed, Miranda bumped Nina's shoulder with a smirk.

Nina stumbled back a step, and Eve caught her, looking at their retreating figures. "How can they be so cruel? That witch must have said something to make Nash misunderstand. Nina, we..." "Forget it," Nina interrupted, knowing what Eve wanted to say. With a bitter smile, she added, "No matter what I say, Nash will just think I'm lying. He won't believe me."

you just going to let this go? If I knew this would

at her with her smile more painful than crying. "Does it matter? This day was bound

not want to be seen as a pathetic victim. She wanted to leave,

noticing how unsteady she was. "Maybe you should rest

she said, her face pale. "Call the car. We're

lost at the word. That was Nash's place, and going back would only mean

right away," Eve said, very concerned about Nina's condition, thinking going

back," Nina said, leaning

haven't divorced Nash yet That's still your home. Even if you do divorce, there are assets to

was indignant, refusing to let

need to resolve this," Nina thought, deciding to go back and

did not feel like it was home. It felt

on the sofa, silent and still,