The faces of both families were filled with shocked expressions. Sally looked at the young girl in front of her, struggling to comprehend what she had just heard. She sought clarification, "What did you just say? Are you saying that you're pregnant with my son's child?"Linda, feeling a bit uneasy, was uncertain about the consequences of her words. However, she took the risk and nodded, "Yes... I am carrying Mr. York's child!"This time, everyone heard her clearly. She was pregnant with Nash's child.Zion and Julia were momentarily stunned, their expressions turning sour. They hadn't expected Nash to have a child outside of their family. They couldn't help but worry about their daughter's situation within the York family.Sally, on the other hand, was pleased. Although the child wasn't Miranda's, as long as it wasn't Nina's, it was good news. This child would carry the York family's bloodline.Miranda was weak, and if she couldn't conceive, it was their last option."Really?" Sal
Nina understood Sally's nature. Her remarks were merely to ease her own conscience. Julia initially didn't want to engage further, but Sally's words irritated her. "You have the nerve to speak up! Your son cheats, fathers a child outside, and you call it an affair within marriage!"Sally retorted, "Stop talking nonsense! Your daughter can't conceive, so you won't allow my son to have a child outside?""Shut up!" Nash's voice was icy.Sally glanced at him, noticing his paleness, and toned down. "Alright, I'll shut up. You're still weak; you should lie down."Zion intervened, "Nina, let's go. There's no point in arguing here."Talking a hundred times wouldn't change anything. Nash's gaze met Nina's; they locked eyes briefly before she averted hers. "Okay, Dad," she said without looking back, walking over to Zion.Nash watched her resolute figure, his brows furrowed, his gaze unwavering, yet he didn't utter a word to ask her to stay."Nash," Sally said, supporting him, while Linda
Sally gazed at Nash, lying in the hospital bed, his complexion looking poor. It was clear that his interest in this girl indicated that he still had lingering feelings for Miranda. This realization made things simpler.Linda's thoughts were consumed by Nash. She suggested to Sally, "No one is taking care of Nash here. Why don't I take care of him?"Sally immediately dismissed the idea, concerned for Linda's well-being. "You can't do that," she objected. "You're pregnant, and you need to be cautious. Come back to the York residence with me. Nash has plenty of people to look after him. Take care of yourself."Despite her strong desire to stay and care for Nash, Linda couldn't argue with Sally's reasoning. She could only respond, "Okay."Reluctantly, Linda's eyes lingered on Nash. She held onto the hope that once he recovered, he would return home, and they would be able to spend more time together.Sally was worried about Miranda. With Nash injured, and his relationship with Nina in
Miranda announced, "I need to go to the hospital."The director was taken aback. Nobody had ever disrupted filming so abruptly for a hospital visit.Miranda clarified, "Director, Nash got injured and is in the hospital. I'm worried about him and want to check on his condition."Realizing it was Nash, and considering that he had introduced Miranda to the production, the director felt obliged to show her some leniency."Fine, you can go," he reluctantly agreed. Although he wasn't pleased about halting production for a day, he had no choice but to endure it.Miranda felt a wave of relief. At least she wouldn't lose her role due to her absence. She smiled and said, "Thank you, director. Nash and I will treat you to dinner after we finish filming."With that, she hurried away.Other actors began to voice their complaints."Director, you can't let the whole crew suffer because of one person. My mother is sick, but I haven't left the set. Why does she get preferential treatment?"The
Regardless of his anger, Nash should not joke about his own health. However, Nash couldn't focus on Quincy's words because his mind was consumed with Nina's decision to leave. When did it become her turn to leave him behind?"Call Nina," Nash said, his expression icy.Quincy hesitated, not fully comprehending Nash's intentions. Their marriage reaching this point was unexpected and bewildering. No wonder they kept it a secret. Quincy used to believe that Nash loved Nina, but now it appeared that his love wasn't as strong as he had imagined.Taking out his phone, Quincy said, "Alright, Mr. York."He dialed Nina's number. Coincidentally, Nina happened to be at home with her parents at that moment.Zion insisted on being discharged from the hospital even though the doctor said his fracture wasn't severe. They agreed to let him leave, but there was a lingering silence among them. They avoided discussing the incident, even though their faces didn't show much happiness.Lily and Sue wer
Quincy glanced at Nash once more. "Nina said it is on the left side of the walk-in closet. You can ask the helper to find."Nash furrowed his brows. "What about the overcoat? The one that's camel-colored?""That coat is hanging in the wardrobe," Nina added."No need for a sweater, I'll wear a suit. Find the blue striped tie," Nash instructed.Nina frowned. "Which blue tie are you referring to? We have several.""The one with vertical stripes.""It's in the twenty-eighth slot of the tie box," Nina promptly replied, anticipating Nash's next question.To avoid further inquiries, Nina decided to provide all the details. "Mr. York, all your suits and shirts, except those at the dry cleaner's, are in the wardrobe and easily accessible for the helper. As for the winter clothes, they're neatly stored in the walk-in closet. I've organized them by category, making it easy for the helper to find. The ties are also sorted and stored in separate compartments, with each tie color-coded. There
"Thank you," Quincy said politely, glancing at Nash. He felt relieved as he noticed Nash's softened expression.Originally, Nina had planned to have dinner with her parents, but now it seemed unlikely.Nina approached her mother, Julia, who was making her bed, and said, "Mom, I need to go out for a while. I won't be able to join you and Dad for dinner."Julia looked up. "Is something wrong?""It's work-related," Nina replied.Julia came closer to Nina. "Nina, if you want to change jobs, we can do that. There are plenty of good jobs out there."Julia was also concerned about Nina's well-being. If she and Nash divorced, it would be awkward for Nina to stay with him."I understand, Mom," Nina acknowledged.Nina had also been pondering on the same topic. If she and Nash divorced, she couldn't stay with him.It was time to let go.Leaving her home, Nina returned to the York residence.There, the helper still respectfully addressed her as "Madam."Everything seemed normal, as if
Seeing Linda’s gesture, even if her marriage with Nash fell apart, this bed was still where she slept. She didn't like others touching it. As she reached out, she grabbed Linda’s hand. "Do you know which one it is?"Linda paused, deeming the question trivial. "It's just a sweater; I can handle it."If Nina could handle it, so could she. Nina maintained a stoic expression. "If you wish to occupy this position, it depends on whether you're capable." She glanced at the sizable bed. "Nash has very specific preferences. Even with something as simple as a sweater, he will specify whether it should be white or black. If he doesn't like it... it will be disastrous.""Don't try to intimidate me!" Linda didn't believe her. Last time Nina warned her, it was simply to deter her. "It's cold now, and Nash only wants warm clothing. There wouldn't be so many demands."Linda proceeded to open the wardrobe directly. The clothes inside were neatly organized, easily visible. She promptly selected a th