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.

Quincy's assistant was 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 like this." Lydia muttered to herself, "He saw

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 manage it." Lydia took a

not what you think!" she shouted, hitting

assistant, watching her, gently advised, "Miss Lydia, you should stop. Look at your hand, it's

didn't listen, continuing to knock until suddenly,

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

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, and Lydia couldn't tell what he

thrown into a pot of water that was slowly heating up. The water uncoiling yet, but

you've probably seen what's going