CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 1284

Lydia lowered her head and, with a click, turned the doorknob.

Just as she opened the door, Tiffany, overwhelmed by the effects of the drug, collapsed into Quincy’s arms.

Quincy had been caught off guard. He had only meant to help her, but Tiffany, standing behind him, suddenly made a move, catching him by surprise. Without warning, she lunged, causing both of them to fall onto the bed.

As she reached for his lips, Quincy’s eyes darkened, and he tilted his head just in time, causing her kiss to land awkwardly on his chin.

He frowned, pulling away, but at that exact moment, the door swung open.

He looked up, stunned, and saw Lydia standing there.

She took a step back.

“Lydia, wait! Nothing happened between us!” For the first time, the usual calm on his face cracked as he stumbled to his feet.

But Lydia recoiled even faster. The sadness on her face was overwhelming, and without a word, she turned and left.

Quincy tried to run after her, but Tiffany held onto him tightly.

He watched Lydia’s figure disappear, his heart filled with despair.

It felt all too familiar.

The last time Lydia left, he spent a day and a night searching for her, followed by two or three days waiting for her to return.

This time, how long would she be gone? Would she ever come back to him?

……

Lydia returned home, lost and broken.

Mrs. Lucy had just come back from her time off, and upon seeing Lydia, she couldn’t hide her surprise. “Ma’am, you’re back? I thought you were still at the hospital?”

Lydia didn’t respond. At that moment, she didn’t want to talk to anyone.

Something was definitely wrong. Lydia didn’t seem like herself, and after all, she had just lost her child. Mrs. Lucy didn’t want to upset her any further.

Before she could decide what to do, Quincy burst into the house, eyes red from exhaustion.

He looked disheveled, his normally pristine suit wrinkled and his eyes bloodshot with weariness.

"Where is she?" Quincy asked, his voice hoarse.

Startled, Mrs. Lucy quickly replied, "She’s upstairs."

Quincy rushed upstairs, but by the time he reached her room, Lydia had already packed her things.

However, there wasn’t much she planned to take. Just a towel, a few pieces of clothing, and the little toys and baby clothes she had lovingly prepared for the child.

Even though the baby was gone, she still wanted to take them with her.

It was as if, by holding onto those items, she could keep her child close, as if the baby were still with her in some small way.