CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Without sparing the man another glance, Karina let out a breath of relief as the police quickly left, bringing an end to the chaotic ordeal. Just as she thought she could relax, Yvette appeared nearby, making exaggerated winks and smirks, her face practically screaming curiosity. "Do you have a twitch or something?" Karina asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yvette rolled her eyes. "Twitch? Who taught you how to talk? And no, that's not the point! Spill it-what's going on with you and the director?" Karina blinked, confused. "What do you mean by what's going on?"

Yvette's eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you serious? Just now! You two were like all hugged up together! Do you think we're blind? We all saw it. If you say there's nothing going on, even a ghost wouldn't believe you! "I'm telling you, honesty is your best option. Spill the truth now, and our friendship might survive this," Yvette teased with mock seriousness.

Karina's brain blanked out. Her face flushed bright red within seconds, the tips of her ears burning.

The situation earlier had been so chaotic that she hadn't even realized that she and Wilfred had hugged in front of everyone.

Seeing the gleam of gossip in Yvette's eyes, Karina wanted to disappear into the floor.

Left with no choice, she tried to explain, but there wasn't much to confess. Her relationship with Wilfred was exactly as it appeared-professional, albeit a little more complicated. Yvette looked a bit let down after hearing her explanation. She clicked her tongue, shrugging. "Fine, I guess. I thought there'd be something juicier.

him. I noticed the director's hand was bleeding earlier," Yvette added, her tone intentionally casual

hurt, all her embarrassment evaporated. Her face paled. "What? He's

Yvette's reply, she

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for Wilfred, asking several doctors and nurses along

instinctively headed for his office, not even thinking to knock before pushing

but

them around his injured palm. The room was dim, lit only by the fading light of the sunset streaming through the window His

at the sight. Something about the way he sat there, alone in the quiet room,

to bear it, she walked over and gently took the bandage from his hand. Carefully, she began unwrapping the mess he

she said softly, her tone teasing. "How can you not even know how

isn't how you do