All Chapters of CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery: Chapter 1361 - Chapter 1370

“Lydia, do we really have to end up as enemies?” Quincy’s voice faltered as he looked into her eyes, seeing nothing but coldness.His heart grew colder with every passing second. How he longed for the past, when Lydia’s gaze was filled with warm, fierce love, like the midday sun that wrapped him in its comforting heat. But now, everything had changed.Lydia gave a mocking smile. “This is the path you chose, Quincy. You made your decision, and now you want to backtrack? It’s pointless. We’re adults. You can’t have it all.”The moment he chose to follow his mother’s wishes and kept meeting with Tiffany, any hope for them was lost. Lydia wasn’t the type to tolerate her husband accepting a ‘sister’ from outside their marriage, and she certainly wouldn’t stand by while her mother-in-law plotted to shove a mistress into her husband’s life. If someone wanted to live that life, they could but she wasn’t going to make herself miserable for it.“But Lydia, I chose you. I’m having the rum

The bar was filled with beautiful women, but none quite had the presence that Lydia did. As soon as she stepped inside, men holding drinks were quick to approach her.“Hey gorgeous, I’ve got a booth over there and a bottle of whiskey. Why don’t you join us for a drink?”“Forget him, come with me. I’m a VIP member here. Whatever you want, we’ll order it.”Without so much as a glance, Lydia brushed past them, her expression unchanged. “Excuse me.”She made her way to the bar, took out her card, and rented a private booth for herself. She ordered a case of beer and sat down alone. She mechanically cracked open bottles, one after the other, pouring the liquid down her throat. Before long, the table was littered with empty bottles.Lydia had hoped the alcohol would dull the pain, but the more she drank, the clearer her mind became. Unwanted memories flooded in. Snapshots of Quincy filled her thoughts. From moments at work to their everyday life together, all these fragments blended i

“Eugene, I’m telling you one more time. I don’t need you here. Just go home,” Lydia’s tone grew more impatient.She had come out late to have a drink, clear her mind, and ease her frustrations, not to have Eugene hovering around, nagging her endlessly.Eugene, however, didn’t budge. Instead, he sat down beside her and opened a bottle of beer for himself.“If you want to drink, then I’ll drink with you. Whenever you’ve had enough and want to go home, I’ll take you.”Lydia found herself at a loss for words. Suddenly, she no longer felt like drinking. She placed the bottle aside and looked at the men and women swaying wildly in the dance floor under the neon lights.How she wished Quincy was the one beside her right now.“Lydia, how about we head over and dance for a bit?” Eugene offered.Earlier, as he walked into the bar, he spotted Quincy. That man really was everywhere, like a shadow that refused to disappear. Or maybe it was just fate. No matter how they tried to avoid each ot

If Lydia didn’t recognize him, Quincy would leave her to rest. He knew she was drunk, and he didn’t want to take advantage of the situation.“Quincy, I could never forget your face. Do you really think I wouldn’t know it’s you?” Lydia looked at him, her voice slightly slurred. Though her vision was hazy under the dim light, her emotions were clear. She was letting herself believe this was a dream, one where she could finally release all the feelings she had kept bottled up for so long. She repeated Quincy’s name, over and over.Hearing her say his name was intoxicating to Quincy, more so than any alcohol. He leaned down, kissed her deeply, and they lost themselves in the moment, wrapped in each other’s arms. Hours passed, and by the time they were done, Lydia was completely spent, too exhausted to even get up and shower. She drifted off to sleep almost immediately. For the first time in a long while, they both slept soundly.As the sunlight filtered through the curtains the next

“Right,” Lydia suddenly stopped in her tracks. “I need to check out.”“No need for that. I booked last night’s room under my name, so we can head straight to the hospital. I’ll take care of everything else,” Eugene quickly interrupted her.Just as they were leaving, Quincy returned. He was holding breakfast from a popular spot that he had waited half an hour in line for. But it didn’t matter. If Lydia liked it, he would gladly wait even longer.“Excuse me, sir,” the receptionist suddenly called out to him. She looked at Quincy with sympathy, almost as if he were a tragic character. Here he was, up early to buy breakfast, only to find his girlfriend with another man. Unable to resist, she said, “Your girlfriend has already left. Would you like to check out?”“Uh, yeah, let’s just check out,” Quincy replied, startled. So, Lydia had woken up. She must have slipped away quietly, still unsure of how to face him. It might be best to let them both cool off for a while.After checki