CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 144

"What?" Linda's expression instantly turned ugly, unable to believe it. "Impossible. The timing matches, and I have memories of it. How could it not be Mr. York? You must have made a mistake."

"It's just so coincidental!" the person on the phone said. "When I heard they were looking for someone, I thought you must have hit the jackpot. But it turns out we were all mistaken. The room number was wrong, and the person that night wasn't Mr. York. He was a man in his forties or fifties."

Now Linda's face went pale, and she glanced at her belly, becoming agitated. "How could I possibly be pregnant with a child from a man in his forties or fifties?"

This was a huge letdown.

She had been living in a bubble of happiness.

If she hadn't been given such high expectations, she wouldn't have held onto hope.

When she found out the man from that night was Nash, she thought it was the smartest thing she had ever done in her life.

To hook such a rich and handsome man so quickly.

But reality told her otherwise, that she had ended up in bed with an older man.

"Linda, face reality. Even though he's older, he's wealthy. You'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life," the voice on the phone tried to console Linda, understanding her feeling of soaring high, only to experience the disappointment of falling back down again.

But the result was still the same.

She needed money, and as long as she was willing, she would have plenty of it.

Linda couldn't accept this reality. As she hung up the phone, she was still living in her dream: "No, it can't be. I'm carrying Mr. York's child, not someone else's. It must be a lie!"

She clutched her belly, starting to deceive herself.

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After leaving the hospital, Nina didn't immediately return home.

She strolled down the street, the night breeze brushing against her, feeling low-spirited.

She pondered, if it was merely that single night, Linda's child definitely wouldn't belong to Nash. They had some interactions, but it was uncertain.

She sought a stand-in, and Linda conveniently fell into that role at the right moment.

What was there to be surprised about? Perhaps she was just not well-informed enough.

Beep beep—

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn.

Nina glanced back, a car was behind her, though she wasn't sure how long it had been following her.

"Nina."

Scott leaned out.

Nina was taken aback to see him there. "I can't believe I'm running into you here of all places."

A faint smile graced Scott's lips, his usual gentleness evident. "You've ended up right at my company's building. It's hard not to bump into you."

Nina glanced at the building nearby. "What a coincidence."

She felt a bit apologetic. "I'm sorry, you've been back for so long, and I haven't visited your company."

"It's alright, there's not much to see. Just a bunch of big shots." Scott wasn't particularly keen on showing her around his workplace. He pulled up beside her. "Where are you headed? I'll give you a ride."

Nina pondered. "I don't even know where I should go."

"That's good," Scott replied.

However, she glanced at Scott once more. "I overheard someone mentioning that fireworks usually only happen on weekends, and they're reserved for specific occasions. Is it supposed to be tonight?"

Scott kept his gaze fixed ahead. "Perhaps we're just lucky."

"If I'm lucky, then I'll make a wish and hope it comes true."

Nina clasped her hands together, earnestly making her wish. She hoped for her parents' health, the safety of the baby in her belly, and for herself to overcome her difficulties soon.

Scott didn't know, so he simply replied, "Just for playing."

"Let's join in," Nina suggested.

"Sure."

As they approached, Nina overheard someone nearby mentioning that the fireworks along the riverbank were typically reserved for specific holidays. However, with a hefty payment, they could be arranged on other occasions. It seemed tonight someone had spared no expense to bring joy to their loved one with a smile.

This remark piqued Nina's interest. She glanced at Scott, who was leading the way ahead. Did he sense her unhappiness and bring her here to see the fireworks?

At this moment, a car, obscured by trees, was flashing its hazard lights. The person inside looked out through the window, staring at Nina and Scott's backs.

Nash's expression immediately darkened, a surge of anger burning in his chest. Quincy knew Nash still cared about Nina, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed over to find her immediately. Yet this unexpected encounter only added fuel to the fire.

Quincy looked worried and said, "Um, I should have stopped Nina earlier. I shouldn't have let her know Linda was pregnant with your child, then this wouldn't have happened..."

Nash's expression hardened, his intense gaze penetrating through the car window towards the two figures outside, their laughter and conversation particularly noticeable.

"Who told you she's carrying my child?"