CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Mrs. Perez shot a sharp look at her husband, clearly annoyed, and jabbed him with her elbow. "Really? You're acting like you've never seen whiskey before. Didn't one of your old classmates send you a bottle just last year?" She wanted to imply that the liquor wasn't anything special and to stop behaving as though he had been bought off.

Mr. Perez paused for a moment, then corrected her seriously, "This is aged, top-tier whiskey. It's different."

Mrs. Perez's face darkened, but after seeing his reaction, he finally clammed up, though somewhat reluctantly.

After this brief exchange, Mrs. Perez couldn't exactly demand that Lydia take her gifts back. She coughed lightly, trying to regain her composure.

"Well, we'll accept these, but only because he doesn't have many hobbies besides this," she said, casting Lydia a pointed glance, her lips curling into a faint, sarcastic smile. "You really did your homework."

Lydia's expression stiffened, feeling the sting of her kindness being twisted into something manipulative.

She clenched her hands slightly and said, "I figured since I was coming over, it was only polite to find out what you like."

Perez let out

already married. You don't have to like it, but it's a

Mr. Perez fell silent, clearly used to

kick Lydia out and even allowed her to stay for dinner,

escorted Lydia to the door. As Lydia was about to leave, she couldn't help but deliver one last jab. "In the future, unless there's

times but never managed to see Mr. or Mrs. Perez again. Each rejection chipped away

didn't pry, but he did his own digging and soon discovered

as Lydia approached Quincy's office to drop off some documents,

Quincy's tone was cold. "So, Mom, stop

knows if she'll end up get around with other men right you a

eyes darkened, and