CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"It's not as simple as that," Nina gently but firmly corrected him. "By actively undergoing treatment, even if a full recovery isn't possible, it'll at least ease the pain and extend your life. You know enough about medicine to understand this, don't you?" She had a good guess about what was really holding him back and got straight to the point. "Is it because you think chemo will make you lose your hair and look different, so you don't want to go through it?"

Pharaoh nodded. He wanted to leave this world with dignity, not as a shadow of his former self that might scare the kids.

"Oh, come on," Nina said, half-amused, half-exasperated. "You're not a young guy anymore. What's with the vanity? A little hair loss isn't the end of the world. When people get older, they naturally lose hair! Look at all the grandpas out there. They're healthy as an ox, but barely a strand left on their heads."

"Losing some hair and going completely bald are two very different things," Pharaoh grumbled, instinctively touching his thinning scalp.

unbearable. And chemo would bring more than

kids losing their grandpa? They don't have the love of a big extended family like most kids, with grandparents on both sides. It's just you and us. You've seen how much they adore

live, even if it just buys

her, his gaze softening. "You really want me to keep going?" he

wronged the most in his life was Nina, yet here she was, wanting him

phone. If I didn't care, I could have ignored it all. But I didn't because I don't want to lose you.

who wanted to leave if they didn't have to? And with