CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Before Nash could respond, Julia hung up the phone. The busy tone seemed to pound inside Nash's mind. Clutching the phone, his handsome face was instantly overshadowed by a veil of gloom, an aura of darkness enveloping him.

Nina entered the room and beheld Nash in this state, his hand gripping her phone. Her heart skipped a beat. With hospital appointments now made through mobile apps, she feared Nash might have seen her registration and payment records.

Especially when Nash's piercing, cold black eyes landed on her, Nina's palms turned cold, unsure how to face him. But suddenly, Nash coldly dropped a bombshell, "Nina, did you tell your mother about us planning to divorce?"

Nina's heart had been in her throat, but upon hearing Nash's question, she let out a long sigh of relief. She pressed her lips together, "Talking to my parents about what's going on in my life, isn't that normal?" Though she had not expected Nash to pick up her phone call, she had already informed him long ago about wanting a divorce. It was not a secret, and she had nothing to fear.

What she was truly worried about was Nash finding out about her pregnancy and not letting her go. Or, letting her go but not allowing her to keep the child.

Nash's lips curled into a cold smirk. "Discussing such matters without my consent, is that what you consider normal? Nina, I truly don't comprehend your thought process!"

Nash seethed with fury. Upon learning that Nina had been exposed online and detained, he had promptly instructed Quincy to prepare the car and head to the police station. But what about Nina?

Nina kept her head down. "I don't have any elaborate plans. I just know that our agreement is expiring, and it's time to end this loveless marriage. Nash, you don't want to divorce just because I brought it up. If you wait a while and initiate it yourself, it's essentially the same thing."

Her implication was crystal clear. She did not wish to delve deeper into the matter.

Seeing Nina in this state felt like trying to punch through cotton for Nash. "Take your phone and return to Riverside Estate."

With a sharp "snap," Nash flung the phone onto the desk.

Nina retrieved it without a word and exited the CEO's office.

After Nina left, lunchtime arrived.

Serene brought in the pre-ordered meal and placed it before Nash. Despite Nina's note mentioning Nash's dislike for cilantro, it appeared on the fish dish.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Serene immediately apologized to

Nash, "Mr. York, I'm sorry. I forgot to convey your preferences to the restaurant. I wanted to offer you some variety, but I didn't anticipate this oversight."

"Mr. York, would you like to have my meal instead? Serene swiftly opened her own meal and extended it towards him, suggesting, "I noticed Nina massaged your head earlier: How about I do the same after you eat? You can then take a bath. If any clients visit, I'll inform you if it's important. If not..."

Nash chuckled coldly, "And what if it's not important? Simply refuse to see them?"

Serene bowed her head, "Mr. York, I was only considering your recent exhaustion. I thought you could use more rest."

She sensed the chill in Nash's laughter.

Nash's smile lingered, "Serene, I acknowledge your competence, but that doesn't mean you can replace Nina. Have you been entertaining thoughts of becoming Mrs. York?"

With one sentence, Serene hastily

clarified, "Not at all, Mr. York. I've never entertained such thoughts. Nina recruited me and made it clear from the beginning. Everything do is for you. I simply aim to excel in my role and ensure your comfort. I've never had any inappropriate

intentions!"