CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Lydia cradled the cup in her hands. The temperature was perfect, not too hot. It was clear that Quincy had clearly checked beforehand.

She glanced over at him and saw him peeling roasted chestnuts for her, and her heart instantly felt warm.

Lydia was sensitive to both heat and cold, and many people, including her own parents, had called her spoiled. But Quincy never complained. He always took care of her, quietly and willingly, without a word of protest. From the kitchen came the sounds of clattering pots and the rich aroma of stir-fried vegetables. Meanwhile, Lydia and Quincy exchanged light conversation in the living room.

The smile on Lydia's face revealed that it wasn't so much a conversation as it was Quincy trying to make her laugh and lift her spirits.

Watching from the kitchen, Mrs. Perez narrowed her eyes. The more she looked at Lydia, the more displeased she became.

to be caught. "I don't know what kind of spell she's cast on him." "You're

why I did!" Mrs. Perez snapped. "It's because of all those horrible things being

it was often best just to nod along.

I can't let this continue. Even if they're married, I'll find a way to make them separate. A woman with a reputation like hers doesn't deserve

why are you

how we sit at home, so I can give her

was palpable. Lydia, sensing the awkwardness, gently tried to stop Quincy.

to serve her. After a few

set her utensils down with a sharp clatter, fixing her cold gaze on Lydia. "Lydia, is it? There's something I think we