CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Someone called out to her.

Nina walked absentmindedly into the prenatal exam room, unaware that the examination paperwork was still with Nash. Once inside, without waiting for the nurse to speak, she took off her shoes and lay down on the exam table.

Suddenly, she sensed something unusual. Glancing to the side, she noticed a woman leaving the room. The woman had given her an odd look, and Nina quickly realized that she wasn't pregnant. It was odd for a non-pregnant woman to be in the prenatal clinic. It did not make sense.

At that moment, a voice came over the hospital intercom, announcing that it was not yet Nina's turn for her exam.

Quickly, she got off the table, put her shoes back on, and made her way to the door. As she reached the entrance, she overheard a conversation.

"That's her. The woman said if we could bring Nina to her, she'd give us ten thousand."

Someone hesitated. "Can we really trust her?"

"Why not? She said she's William's mistress. I checked, and there really is a William at York Corporation, and he's part of the York family."

who had shown up at their house. Her lips curled into a slight

knew she had to stay calm for the

later, the same woman who had left earlier re-entered

specifically requested that we give you special treatment. Could you please follow

was professional, and if Nina hadn't overheard their conversation, she might have believed her. After all, hospitals often had different protocols for patients based on their status, especially when special arrangements were made. But Nina knew it was all a lie. The

questions, she put on her shoes and followed the woman out of the exam

to avoid Nash. Their steps

attention would sense something was off, but Nina already knew what

Nina

turns, passing the inpatient department and multiple buildings, until they reached the hospital's side

feigning confusion. "This isn't the way to the prenatal clinic.

"Mrs. York you've misunderstood.

location, just across the street, the woman said smoothly, pulling Nina toward the side door and across the

text to Nash, still playing along with the