CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1396

"I didn't actually go through with the treatment." Mrs. Perez felt a deep wave of regret.

She had schemed and plotted, yet, in the end, she had outsmarted herself. If she had known it would come to this, she never would have gone down this road.

"But it's all clearly documented in your medical record."

"I didn't take the medication, and I poured out the IV fluids," Mrs. Perez confessed, regretting every word as she spoke.

The doctor could only look at her, baffled. "If you don't want treatment, then just go home and save the money. Young people today work hard to earn a living, and it's embarrassing for our hospital if this gets out."

"No, no! I've learned my lesson. I'll fully cooperate with treatment from now on." Mrs. Perez was suddenly willing to comply, all traces of defiance gone.

Despite her tough talk about dying, the ones who talk about it the most are often the ones most afraid of it. She genuinely wanted to live. Life was good now, with no financial worries, and except for Lydia, Quincy was devoted in every other way. Dying would mean losing everything.

"Head back to your room for now. If you want treatment, you'll need to sign an agreement with your family, and our hospital will need to conduct a review." The doctor sent her back to her room and reported the full situation to his supervisor.

That evening, Quincy had just completed his vasectomy, his heart heavy as he thought about the child he'd lost. He had not been able to protect his child, and he knew he would carry that regret for the rest of his life.

Then, his phone rang. It was Lydia.

Quincy's eyes locked onto the screen, that familiar number etched into his memory. Without hesitation, he answered, "Lydia, you're finally willing to talk to me."

"I'm just calling to remind you not to forget. We're meeting on Monday at the courthouse for the divorce papers." Lydia hesitated, deciding to keep her pregnancy a secret for now She would tell him in a few years, maybe. Otherwise, Mrs. Perez would surely start scheming again.

"Alright." Quincy didn't say another word. Instead, he told her, "I had a vasectomy today."

"What?" Lydia was caught off guard.

"I'm sorry, Lydia," Quincy began.

"When we got married, I promised to protect you, but I failed. I let my mother harm our child. I don't deserve to be by your side, and now that we're getting divorced, I don't want to have any more children." His voice was filled with rear

Lydia stayed silent, tears streaming down her face.

Why did Quincy have to be so good? If he were even a little bit worse, she wouldn't still feel this way. "You're still young, Quincy. You might replace someone you love one day, and a recent vasectomy can still be reversed. Don't do something you'll regret."

"Losing you is my only regret. My life is set now." Quincy forced a sad smile. He didn't even feel the desire to live anymore. If not for the thought of quietly watching over Lydia, making money, and leaving it all for her, he didn't know what he would do. "Enough of that. How's your mom doing now?" Lydia asked, almost reflexively.

If it weren't for Mrs. Perez, they never would have reached this point.