Nash was surprised that she brought this up. "Why didn't you mention it last time?""You didn't give me a chance to explain previously," Nina remembered how he had walked away without a word, not even listening to her.Nash had doubts and asked again, "If Linda wasn't brought by you, she shouldn't know you. The first time I met her, she was so familiar with you, so she must have known you for a short time."Her words and actions indeed didn't make sense. Fortunately, when she first met Linda, she didn't say too much, and no one knew she was looking for a stand-in. Now, it gave her an excuse."I did indeed meet her twice," Nina didn't deny. "Wasn't it you who tasked me with finding her? I surely had to take your instructions seriously."Nash caught onto her words, questioning, "So if she hadn't come to me, you would've kept it to yourself and not informed me?"This caught Nina off guard. Afraid that Nash might think she was being deceptive, she explained, "I hadn't figured it out

"If you think the cook's dishes are delicious, then you should eat more," Nina placed the cup on the table, no longer intending to accompany her. She was about to leave, and with Nash not around, Linda feared that there wouldn't be another chance to ask certain questions. So, before Nina departed, she remarked, "Typically, when someone evade a direct question, the answer is already apparent. You like Mr. York! And your recent remarks were because you fear my presence may pose a threat to you. Nina, do you have hidden agendas? Truthfully, you're reluctant to have me around because I slept with Mr. York, which upset you!"Nina furrowed her brows and turned back around. Linda met her gaze confidently, no longer the timid girl she first appeared to be. "Where does your confidence come from?" Nina asked calmly. "Did you really sleep with Mr. York? It's too coincidental that I found you, of all people, here.""So, you still don't believe me."Linda looked at her, stood up, and replied,

This caught Nina off guard. No matter how many injuries or illnesses she had endured before, he hadn't shown this level of concern before. When he was preoccupied with work, he might even overlook her feelings.Now that she didn't require his company, he was actively seeking ways to accompany her, leaving her feeling somewhat puzzled.When Nash noticed others wanting to enter the elevator, he said, "Go ahead, we can talk later." They lingered near the elevator for quite some time. At last Nina stepped into the elevator again, with him. Her hand was in her pocket, tightly clutching that slip of paper, feeling slightly warm. It just had to be today of all days to run into him.Nash stood in the elevator, gazing ahead, yet mindful of Nina's emotions. He inquired, "Have you eaten breakfast?"Nina remained silent, caught up in anxiety, plotting how to slip away from his presence. Noticing her lack of response, he diverted his gaze, only to see Nina furrowing her brows, her expression se

It seemed she hadn't expected to see them there, but quickly regained her composure. Melody smiled and greeted, "Grandpa George, my mother and I have come to see you.""Hi George," Melody's mother called out.Nina pondered for a moment. George, whom Nash held in such high regard, seemed familiar to the Wallace family. There was a sense of acquaintance there.George smiled and said, "Why have you all come?""You're ill, so of course we all wanted to come see you," Melody replied warmly, placing the flowers in a vase and then giving George a hug. "But Grandpa George, there are other guests here."George said, "Nash is the grandson of my comrade. He is like my own grandson.""I've met him," Melody confidently turned to Nash. "Hello, Mr. York, it's nice to see you again."George asked, "But weren't you abroad for a long time? I haven't heard that you knew Nash.""Just a few days ago, Dad took me to meet him, and we even had dinner together," Melody didn't hide it. "Grandpa George,

He was remarkably observant, noticing that she experienced stomach pains during her period. This took Nina by surprise. She used to believe that even if she spent her entire life with him, he might never truly understand her preferences or her health condition. If she ever became ill, he might be the last to know.But now, with the passage of time, even if he didn't wish to remember it, he would inevitably remember.Nina blew on the ginger tea, then drank it all in one go. "Rest well," Nash carefully tucked her in.Nina gazed at him and asked, "Where are you going later?""I'll be at home, not going anywhere," Nash replied.Nina would wonder where he would be today, considering he wasn't home a few days ago.There were so many places he could be, but eventually, he would settle somewhere.Nash noticed the disappointment on her face. The next moment, he lay down and slipped under the covers, his hand resting on her abdomen. "Is it still hurting?" Nina's body tensed, staring a