CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

So they were married.

He had to show more respect now, unlike before. Nina knowingly asked, "Has Mr. York gone in?"

"Mr. York... He just went in not long ago," Quincy hesitated to speak.

Nina looked at the reporters at the door, and sure enough, it was as she expected. For Miranda, he always went all out, without any reservation or avoidance. Quincy was concerned that she would overthink things, and explained, "Mrs. York, please don't misunderstand Mr. York. He came to the hos for work."

Nina smiled and said to him, "I didn't misunderstand, you don't need to explain."

Quincy breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

There were reporters at the front entrance, so Nina still paid attention to privacy and entered the hospital through the back door.

Taking the elevator upstairs, she saw Miranda's assistant, and probably knew which ward she was in. Miranda was staying in a VIP room, relatively quiet.

As she walked past, she heard Miranda choking and crying, "What's the point of saving me? It's better

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to let me die. What's happening now, what am I? What am I?"

"Stop it, Miranda." She heard Mr. York's voice, and Nina's heart skipped a beat subconsciously.

"Why did you come so late? When I needed you, you were never by my side. You weren't like this before. You used to care about me the most. Whenever I was sad or upset, you would always be by my side. You've changed. What's the point of me being alive anymore!"

Tears fell from Miranda's eyes, her face pale and haggard, as if she had suddenly lost a lot of weight.

Seeing this, Mr. York approached with a stern face. Miranda immediately threw herself into his arms.

In fact, Nina didn't want to face it, but her feet didn't seem to listen to her and walked up.

Seeing Mr. York standing by the hospital bed, handing tissues to Miranda to wipe her tears.

Miranda couldn't hold back her tears, holding him tightly in her arms, with needles still in her hands. It looked like Miranda was indeed in a pitiful state. This scene was particularly heart-wrenching for

Nina.

"Nash, don't leave me, okay? Without you, I'll die. I've already died once. Do you want me to die a second time?" Miranda cried intensely, clinging tightly to his waist.

"I'll stay with you,” Nash said in a cold tone, patting Miranda's back, showing unusual

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tenderness.

In the morning, he had come out wearing the coat she had bought. But now he wasn't wearing it, probably to avoid Miranda seeing it. Watching them embrace, Nina's hands clenched into fists, suppressing the bitterness in her heart.

One moment Nash was caring for her, showing her enough tenderness. The next moment, he was more intimate with another woman.

Was it guilt that made him treat her a little better? He always reserved all his tenderness for Miranda.

At this moment, Miranda grabbed his sleeve, her voice weak as she asked, "Nash, if I hadn't gone abroad, if I hadn't left you, would the person you married have been me?"

This question also struck a chord with Nina. If Miranda hadn't left, would he have married hei

Nash pulled away from her hand, furrowing his brows. "Stop asking about things that are in the past."

Miranda cried, deeply saddened. "Why won't you. tell me? If I had stayed by your side, would that person have been me? But all these years, I've been suffering. Do you know why I went abroad? I went for..." "Nina, what are you doing standing here? Do you want to see how miserable Miranda is?"

In Nina's daze, Miranda's assistant approached, loudly calling out to her from the doorway.

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