CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

It was only after Lydia came to her senses that she realized she had unconsciously walked toward the window. Her hospital room was on the seventh floor, and the window had no safety bars. Anyone who leaned out too far, with the wrong kind of thoughts, could easily fall to their death. She had unknowingly wandered right up to the edge of something irreversible. But Lydia still felt nothing.

There was no fear, no panic, no relief.

Just emptiness.

She couldn't even remember what she had been thinking or why she had walked to the window in the first place.

Quincy opened his mouth as if to say something but hesitated, swallowing his words. Instead, he offered, "Are you hungry?"

"I brought your favorite chicken soup from the restaurant you love, and some soy milk. Try it, see if it still tastes the same."

The aroma of the chicken soup filled the room, steam rising from the bowl. Lydia used to love it. Quincy still remembered, even after all this time.

with the doctor. His brows furrowed deeply as he explained what he had just witnessed. Lydia

doctor's expression was grave as he listened. "That's exactly what I was about

"Depression?" Quincy echoed, stunned.

triggered a depressive episode." Quincy was

her voice at him, hadn't demanded. attention the way she used to. She used to be so

had been together, especially after everything they had been through,

twisted inside him, nearly choking him with its weight. He moved his lips, struggling to speak. "What can I do? How can

her closely,

if the ground beneath him had become unstable.

words echoed in his mind, filling him with dread. When he returned to the room, he pushed those swirling thoughts aside the moment he