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.

standing outside, unable to enter. "Miss Lydia, you're here! We can't get in. Quincy saw something on his phone earlier and then locked us all out," the assistant explained, frustration clear in his voice. "He's never

opens the door soon. There's an important meeting in half an hour, and we don't even know how we're going to manage it."

open the door! Whatever it is, let's talk about it face-to-face! It's not what you think!" she shouted, hitting the door so hard her

should stop. Look at your hand, it's all red. Quincy would never

didn't listen, continuing to knock

showing concern. He scolded her lightly but his tone was gentle, "Why do you always hurt yourself like this? If I didn't open

hand. Throughout the entire time, he didn't say much, only asking

felt like she was being thrown into a pot of water that was slowly heating up. The water uncoiling yet, but the uncertainty was unbearable. She was caught

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