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.

you're here! We can't get in. Quincy saw something on his phone earlier and then locked us all out," the

assistant repeated, shaking his head in annoyance. "I hope he opens the door soon. There's an important meeting in

it face-to-face! It's not what you think!"

your hand, it's all red. Quincy would never want you

continuing to knock until suddenly,

hand into his, his face showing concern. He scolded her lightly but his tone was gentle, "Why do you always hurt yourself like this? If I didn't open the door, you didn't need to keep knocking." "That's not an option!" Lydia retorted, refusing to back down. "I'll keep knocking if that's

the entire time, he didn't say much, only asking if it hurt. He showed concern, but there was no sign that he

uncoiling yet, but the uncertainty

you've probably seen what's