CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Thank you for the ride, and for helping me out today," Yvonne said as she got out of the car in front of Nina's house.

There was no hesitation in her actions, so swift and final that it left Nigel, momentarily stunned. He was used to girls eagerly wanting to establish a connection with him, but Yvonne was different. She seemed eager to distance herself. Feeling a pang of disappointment, Nigel called out, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a moment?"

When Yvonne turned to look at him, he flashed his most charming smile. "I'm suddenly really thirsty. How about a cup of tea?"

Yvonne frowned slightly. "Sorry, I'm just a guest here too. It wouldn't be appropriate. You should head home, Mr. Gibson."

With that, Yvonne turned and quickly walked away without another word.

Watching her retreating figure, Nigel felt a wave of frustration, muttering under his breath, "I'm such an idiot." He realized too late that Yvonne wasn't like the other girls. The usual lines he used didn't work on her, and he cursed himself for not recognizing that sooner.

As the second-floor curtains parted slightly, Nigel caught a glimpse of Yvonne's figure. Her graceful silhouette stirred something in him, igniting a surge of adrenaline.

resolve. A single setback wasn't going to stop him. He would

lifted, and he left humming

finally

I don't want to form any ties with anyone here except for you. Besides, love

with sadness, a heaviness

arms around Yvonne, offering comfort. "No matter what happened before, believe me,

a playful scolding, "I've been trying not to

shook her head. "No way! Nash would never agree to that. Plus, if you want to get the money to

and checked the security. footage. Every time someone came to collect Yvonne's paintings, it was the same person, arriving in the same car.

when she spotted

who came on the first day had greeted her warmly and was polite to the staff. But the person who showed up the next day

painting