CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1378

Eugene and Lydia had hardly even held hands, let alone discussed something as specific as her wrist size.

"Do you have any adjustable bracelets?" he asked.

"We do, but the options are limited. The more popular designs are sized," the associate replied, eyeing him thoughtfully.

It seemed odd. On one hand, he was picking out the most extravagant pieces, but on the other, he didn't know basic details about his fiancée. By this point, most couples would have had a bit more familiarity, right?

"No problem. I'll take this one," Eugene said, picking out the most expensive bracelet available. "And add a necklace, too."

Money wasn't a concern for him. He wanted Lydia's parents to see just how serious he was, so he chose the priciest pieces he could. By the time he finished, the associate's smile was almost frozen in place. He had singlehandedly hit her monthly sales quota in one go. Next, Eugene bought a selection of fine cigars and spirits before heading over to Lydia's parents' house, hands full with gift bags and boxes. Mrs. Fay looked taken aback.

"Eugene, you don't have to bring gifts like this. Treat our home like yours. There's no need for all these things."

"Mr. and Mrs. Fay, I'm here today not

only as a guest but to formally ask

for Lydia's hand. I brought these as

a token of respect," Eugene said,

う

laying out the gifts, including a box

of jewelry and stacks of cash Under

the sunlight, the jewelry glinted brightly.

Lydia's parents exchanged glances, momentarily speechless. Clearly, Eugene had put thought into this. He genuinely cared for Lydia, and the two would likely have a good life together. However, in today's world, marriage was about personal choice, and no matter how much they liked Eugene, they couldn't decide for their daughter.

"Eugene, we truly appreciate your thoughtfulness, but please take these back," Mrs. Fay replied politely. "Give it some time, and let you and Lydia grow closer. There's no rush. We only want her to have the best."

"But Mrs. Fay," Eugene protested,

"Lydia and I have already slept

together. I want to marry her sooner rather than later to make everything right. And if we wait too long, it might even turn into a shotgun

wedding." He kept his shotgun

tone

respectful yet earnest, hoping they would see things his way.

If he could win over her parents, he was confident Lydia would eventually agree. Her close relationship with her family meant she would likely yield for their sake.

Mrs. Fay, however, looked even more surprised. Just days ago, Lydia had seemed entirely uninterested in romance, and now Eugene was claiming they had crossed a line? Why hadn't Lydia mentioned any of this?

"Mr. and Mrs. Fay," Eugene continued, pressing his case, "Lydia's a bit shy, and traditionally, it's up to the man to take the lead in proposing. If we get married soon, it'll put an end to Quincy's persistence. He's still trying to interfere." Yet despite his persuasion, Lydia's parents remained hesitant, with Mrs. Fay still visibly unsure.