Nina's expression changed. She was worried about him, but he responded with such irresponsible words.

"Nash, do you even know what you're saying?"

Nash laughed, "Is this your first day knowing me? This is who I am. Maybe I'll do something to hurt you in the future!"

Looking at his unfamiliar face and hearing such words, Nina felt her worry was misplaced. She pushed him hard, anger etched on her face. "I've overthought everything. I see now you're beyond saving. Since you won't listen to reason, I won't waste my breath. Do whatever you want. I'm done!"

Nash stumbled back a couple of steps, lowering his head so Nina couldn't see his face. She couldn't understand why they had come to this point, why Nash had changed so much. She felt like being here today was a joke.

She was about to leave but then remembered why she came. She stopped and said, "I came here today to find Miranda and ask her if she was involved in luring me into the organization. You should know Miranda's character better than anyone. I spent the time I can't remember in that organization. As for why I thought it was you, I still don't understand. But Miranda, wherever she is, I won't let her get away with it!"

as if realizing something. Nina, in her anger, didn't notice his reaction

with a complex emotion, realizing

he instinctively reached out as if to hold on to her shadow but pulled back, realizing what he was doing. His mind was a whirlwind. The time they had

his thoughts. Nash's heart instinctively tightened,

York, something's wrong. Mrs. York is

Downstairs, he saw Nina lying

for her overrode everything else. He knelt beside her, gently touching her face. "What's wrong?

lips trembling in pain. "The baby...

was that the poison had taken effect, but then he realized

their recent argument for the sake of their child. "Take me to

arms, his voice urgent. "Quincy, get

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