CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"I'll go make dinner and cook your favorite dishes," Julia said, pulling Zion into the kitchen.

Once inside, she shared her plan, "I still think Nina should come stay with us. When Nash gets back, make sure you back me up."

Zion sighed, ready to protest, but the look Julia gave him silenced him. With a reluctant nod, he agreed.

It wasn't long before the meal was ready, filled with all of Nina's favorite foods. As they sat down, Julia served Nina, noticing the slight frown on her face. "I know the first trimester can be rough, but you need to eat a little of everything. Try to eat whatever you can, even if it makes you feel nauseous."

"But the nausea has been really intense," Nina replied. This wasn't her first pregnancy, but this time the morning sickness was hitting her hard, to the point where just looking at food made her stomach churn.

Julia placed a piece of fish in Nina's bowl. "That's exactly why you should eat more. The more you eat, the less awful it will feel when you do get sick."

Zion joined in, encouraging her as well. Not wanting to worry them, Nina asked for some soup instead.

Julia immediately poured her a bowl, watching with relief as Nina drank it. "As long as you can keep something down, that's good. Anything else you'd like? I can get it for you."

was their presence or the change in atmosphere, but after finishing the soup, Nina

and asked Julia for

that she could barely move. If she hadn't been worried about overeating and affecting the baby, she would have

over to the balcony and saw Nash looking up at her, holding

but laugh. She was way too full to

as soon as he walked in, he pulled her into a kiss. It felt like they had been apart for ages, even though it had only been

while, Nash managed to calm the urge he had been holding back. He carried Nina over

much tonight. Feel my

grabbed his hand and placed it on her rounded belly, which was still firm from the big

her lack of appetite, it seemed her parents' visit had worked wonders. Feigning jealousy, he

snuggled closer, laughing softly. "It's not that. I think it's just been

be tired of my cooking," Nash teased, in closer. "Now I'm hurt to make it up to

being playful like this, and Nina wasn't any different. She laughed

enough," he said, clutching his chest dramatically. "It still hurts. It says