CEO’s Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Chapter 1377

Chapter 1377

"Lydia, do you really not feel anything for me? Not even a little?" Eugene asked, still clinging to a thread of hope.

"Just a little, that's all I'm asking."

He had tried so hard, done everything he could, and still, it was as if he couldn't melt Lydia's heart.

"And we've already been involved. | want to take responsibility for that. I'm not trying to play around. Lydia,

please think this over carefully. We slept together!"

"Do you hear yourself right now?" Lydia sighed, her patience running thin. The more he clung to her, the more

determined she felt. It was clear they couldn't even remain friends.

With a final attempt at patience, she said, "That night is behind us, Eugene. Stop bringing it up. According to

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your logic, since | have a child with Quincy, he and | should be bound together forever. But that's just not how

things work." Eugene clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. "Lydia, don't say things just to push my buttons."

The thought of Lydia and Quincy reconciling made Eugene feel physically ill.

Lydia looked at him calmly. "I'm not trying to provoke you. I'm just making a point. You should go now, and

please don't keep knocking on my door like that. | don't want a repeat of what just happened."

"Lydia! Are you really so cold-hearted? You won't even offera cup of tea after I've been out there all this

time? Just letrest for a minute. I'm exhausted from standing outside." Eugene lowered his tone, trying to

appeal to her sympathy.

A cup of tea was no big deal, but Lydia didn't want to give him any reason to hope. She knew a small courtesy

would only be seen as her giving in.

To Eugene, one compromise would mean another and another until she was tangled in endless concessions.

Better a clean break now. "No, Eugene, I'm sure your family isn't in need of my tea. I'll walk you out."

Eugene watched as she opened the door. The cold air chilled him to the bone. As he left, he looked back and

asked, "Lydia, were you serious? We really can't even be friends?"

"For now, it's best if we don't contact each other. When you get married, I'll send a generous gift," Lydia said

plainly.

Eugene's expression darkened. He

didn't need a wedding gift from her. After all, who had ever heard of a

bride gifting the groom? He et

only wanted her. And if she wouldn't agree to marry him, he still had her parents to turn to.

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Determined, Eugene withdrew cash from the bank and went to a high-end jewelry store to choose an impressive

engagement gift set.

"Are you shopping alone today, sir?" the sales associate asked, surprised to see him by himself. "Usually, couples

ctogether to pick these out."

"She's tied up with other things,"

Eugene replied. "I'll take care of it. |

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want the biggest, most eye-catching pieces you have." He was set on selecting the finest jewelry to impress

Lydia's parents and show he was serious.

The associate helped him pick out an elegant necklace and a pair of intricate earrings, but as they moved to

bracelets, she paused and asked, "Do you know her wrist size by chance?" en