CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery novel Chapter 190

Nash frowned, his concern evident. "It's clear that you passed out earlier. It's safer for you to get checked."

Nina adjusted her clothes, her eyes fixed on the blood staining Nash's hands. "I think you need the check-up more than I do." She hurriedly got out of bed and added, "I just have a small cut on my neck. It just needs bandaging. Doctor, please attend to Mr. York first."

Nash squinted at Nina, sensing that something was amiss. She seemed different, as if she were hiding something. She declined the check-up but then secretly went to a private hospital.

What could she be up to?

The doctor, observing their disagreement, intervened. "Mr. York, allow me to tend to your wounds first."

Nash didn't respond directly to the doctor but instead questioned Nina, "You don't want a check-up, yet you sneak off to a private hospital. Is there something you're hiding from me?"

His gaze grew cold once more, and his tone became distant.

Nina felt nervous on the inside but kept a calm exterior as she locked eyes with him. "I went to a private hospital for the sake of my personal privacy. However, now I don't feel the need for a check-up because I'm fine."

Nash didn't quite understand. "You're not a public figure, so why do you need privacy?"

Nina's mind raced as she quickly came up with an excuse. "Last time, I was live-streamed outside the company, which caused a big commotion. People even doxed me. I'm worried, so I have reservations. You're overthinking, and I have nothing to hide from you.

"Furthermore, your suspicions were common in the past. Even if I stay in the hospital for a few days, you'd be too busy with work to notice."

Nina became tense. It was true that she had prepared the divorce papers, but they were not supposed to be delivered that day. They were meant to wait until their agreement expired.

However, Miranda's provocation that day caused Nina to lose control. Despite knowing they were on the same page, she acted out of character and handed the papers to Miranda directly. But that was no longer important.

A few seconds later, she looked at Nash and maintained her composure. "Yes, it was just a coincidence that day and it happened to be convenient," she said casually.

He should have realized long ago that she was no longer invested. Nash tightly clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and spoke again with an icy voice.

"Nina, hearing you casually talk like this, 'convenient'? In your eyes, I seem to have become nothing but trash."