CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Dad, don't get too worked up," Quincy said, noticing his father's face turning red with anger. "People your age can easily stress themselves sick. Look at Mom. She's in the hospital for that very reason." If she hadn't been so consumed with pointless meddling, she wouldn't be on an operating table today.

Mr. Perez nearly choked in frustration. "Is that how you talk to your father? Forget it. Let me speak to Lydia."

"She's busy. Whatever you need to say, just say it to me. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up," Quincy replied, blocking the attempt.

He wasn't foolish. He could tell his father wanted to pressure Lydia directly. But there was no way he would let her face any of that alone.

"This was all my decision. There's no one else for you to blame."

"Fine. You're acting like you've grown wings and flown beyond my reach." Mr. Perez hung up, barely restraining himself from a full-blown rant. That son of his would be the death of him.

concern and asked softly, "Will your dad be okay? He looked

him over twenty years. I

they waited in the hallway for what felt like hours until, finally, the

approached the doctor. "How's

I can't say when, or if, she'll improve. It depends on her body and some luck."

of practice, he had seen many difficult cases, but none quite like hers. She had been admitted but stubbornly refused treatment until her condition was critical, and now it was too late to fully remedy

with her treatment, it could improve her quality of But if she resists, today's surgery won't mean much in

Thank you, Doctor." Quincy picked up on

firmly in mind, intending to repeat