CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1300

Mrs. Clinton offered an awkward smile, knowing it wasn't her place to interfere.

After all, this was a matter between husband and wife, and as an outsider, she could only go so far in either encouraging reconciliation or separation. All she could do was fret in silence. "Lydia." Quincy strode to the doorway. "Maybe some time away will be good for you. When you're ready to come back, just let me know, and I'll come get you."

"Are you just dense, or do you think I'm a fool?" Lydia laughed bitterly. "I said I'm leaving for good. I'm not just taking a little break to come back and play house with you. Dream on!"

For her, they were done. There was no going back, just like the child they had lost, it was beyond repair.

Lydia walked downstairs, dragging her suitcase. Quincy wanted to help, but his hand only grazed the edge of her coat, and in an instant, it slipped away from him. All he could do was watch as Lydia got into a car and drove away, vanishing from his sight.

Mrs. Clinton tried to comfort him. "She's really angry right now. I've never seen her like this before. But women's hearts are soft. Once her anger fades, she might come back if you make it up to her."

She had seen the couple's tenderness and knew how sweet they could be together. Seeing them split would be a tragedy.

Quincy understood what she meant, but the obstacles between him and Lydia were mountainous. Today's events were just the latest in a long list of challenges.

There was the loss of their child, the influence of their parents, and other issues that loomed large over them, seemingly without end.

But he couldn't simply let her go. He stood at the door for a long time until he heard the sound of a car pulling up.

At first, he thought Lydia had returned, but when he turned, he saw his parents standing there with Tiffany. The three of them looked like a complete family unit.

"Quincy, we've already..." Tiffany left

her words hanging, her posture and expression chosen to imply more

than she said. Anyone untame

with the situation would likely assume there was something between them.

Mrs. Clinton's eyes widened in shock. No wonder Lydia had been so furious and determined to leave. Quincy had cheated on her and right after she had lost their child. He couldn't have chosen a worse moment to betray her.

Putting herself in Lydia's shoes, Mrs. Clinton thought that if her own husband had done something like this, she would be devastated too, eager to leave.

But as a housekeeper, she had no place to judge, she could only watch from the sidelines.

"Nothing happened between us, and you know it better than anyone. Don't try to pin this on me," Quincy said, his tone cold. "As a young

woman, you should and how

important your reputation is

"It doesn't matter if nothing happened. Do you think anyone else believes that? Does Lydia believe it? She saw you two in that room together," Mrs. Perez interrupted, unwilling to back down.

She had drugged the tea with a clear purpose to drive a wedge between Quincy and Lydia. Now that things had escalated, there was no turning back.

"I think it's best if the two of you go your separate ways sooner rather than later."