CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Mrs. Clinton offered an awkward smile, knowing it wasn't her place to interfere.

After all, this was a matter between husband and wife, and as an outsider, she could only go so far in either encouraging reconciliation or separation. All she could do was fret in silence. "Lydia." Quincy strode to the doorway. "Maybe some time away will be good for you. When you're ready to come back, just let me know, and I'll come get you."

"Are you just dense, or do you think I'm a fool?" Lydia laughed bitterly. "I said I'm leaving for good. I'm not just taking a little break to come back and play house with you. Dream on!"

For her, they were done. There was no going back, just like the child they had lost, it was beyond repair.

Lydia walked downstairs, dragging her suitcase. Quincy wanted to help, but his hand only grazed the edge of her coat, and in an instant, it slipped away from him. All he could do was watch as Lydia got into a car and drove away, vanishing from his sight.

before. But women's hearts are soft. Once her anger fades, she might come back if you make it up to

and knew how sweet they could be together. Seeing them split would be

the obstacles between him and Lydia were mountainous. Today's events were just the latest in a long list of

loss of their child, the influence of their parents, and other issues that loomed large over them, seemingly

go. He stood at the door for a long time until

he saw his parents standing there

imply more than she said. Anyone untame with the situation would likely assume there was

cheated on her and right after she had lost