CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1312

But as parents, they all want their daughter to find someone with better prospects. Quincy's startup may be showing some promise, but that was largely due to Nash's support.

If Nash ever decided to withdraw his help, or if Quincy succeeded and then decided to discard Lydia after using her, Lydia would be left devastated.

This fear had been lingering in Mrs. Fay's mind for a while, but the bond between Lydia and Quincy was so strong that, despite her concerns, she hadn't intervened. But after seeing them fight, she felt more convinced than ever that Quincy wasn't the right man for her daughter.

"There's no way I'd go back to him. I saw him with another woman. If I reconciled with him now, I'd be making a fool of myself," Lydia said, shaking her head.

Mrs. Fay had initially thought it was just a simple fight, but now, hearing this, her expression darkened. "Oh, he's got some nerve, doesn't he? If he's already running around with other women, who's to say he won't do worse once he's successful? Enough is enough. You should file for divorce. Do it as soon as possible."

Lydia nodded. After going back to her room, she checked her calendar and realized it was the weekend. With the county courthouse closed, she would have to wait until Monday.

She pulled out her phone and sent Quincy a message: "Let's meet at the county courthouse next Monday."

Quincy responded immediately: "Lydia, why are we going to the county courthouse?"

Staring at the screen, he knew all too well that it meant divorce, but he wasn't ready to give up. He tried to stall, hoping to talk things over: "Let's meet first. There are a lot of misunderstandings between us, and even if you want a divorce, we should clear the air first."

"There's nothing more to say. Last

time, I told you to finalize the divorce, but you didn't show up. If you don't come on Monday, I'll find you myself. I don't want to keep dragging this out," she replied, putting down her phone and lying back on the bed, feeling emotionally drained.

She hadn't expected this marriage to end so quickly. As she lay there, she reflected on how love often falters when faced with reality.

Neither of them slept well that night, both reliving memories of their happier moments together.

The next morning, after getting up and getting ready, Lydia heard a knock at the door. Opening it, she found Eugene standing there. "What are you doing here?"

“I came to check on you. Remember, we agreed to keep up appearances for our parents. It won't be

convincing if we don't spend time together," Eugene said, glancing around her room, which looked cozy and inviting. He felt an urge to go in

and chat. "How about inviting me in

for a cup of tea?"

“Let's stick to the living room. I haven't made my bed yet, and it's a mess in here,” Lydia replied casually, offering an excuse to keep him out.

She preferred to keep her bedroom private. It was her personal space, and she wasn't comfortable letting others in.

Eugene nodded, content to be with

her. It didn't matter to him whether they were in the bedroom, the living room, or anywhere else. He just wanted to be near her.