CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Miss Lydia, are you alright? Maybe you should go to the hospital or call Mr. Quincy."

"The stuff online isn't always true, don't worry too much about it."

"Yeah, don't let it get to you."

The people who were gossiping just moments ago suddenly acted concerned, crowding around Lydia with worried faces. But their concern didn't warm her, it left her feeling cold.

Ignoring their offers to help, Lydia grabbed one of the employees from the planning department and asked, "Where is Quincy?"

The planning department was right next to Quincy's office. The employee informed her that Quincy was inside his office, but the door was locked.

get in. Quincy saw something on his phone earlier and then locked

repeated, shaking his head in annoyance. "I hope he opens the door soon. There's an important meeting in half an hour, and we don't even know how we're going to

it is, let's talk about it face-to-face! It's not what you think!" she

watching her, gently advised, "Miss Lydia, you should stop. Look at your hand, it's all red. Quincy would never want

Lydia didn't listen, continuing to knock until suddenly, the

yourself like this? If I didn't open the door, you didn't

of ointment, and carefully applied it to her hand. Throughout the entire time, he didn't say much, only asking if it hurt. He showed concern, but there was no sign that he had seen the rumors online,

of water that was slowly heating up. The water uncoiling yet, but the uncertainty was unbearable. She was caught in a painful limbo, waiting for the

spoke up, "Quincy, you've probably seen what's going around online,