CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Chapter 1430

Nina smiled and nodded, standing up to call the attending doctor to discuss Pharaoh's health in detail. "Doctor, my dad has decided he's ready to start treatment."

"That's wonderful to hear. We tried convincing him before, but nothing seemed to get through. Sometimes, it really takes family," the doctor replied with a smile.

He was glad to move from simply managing pain to actively trying to save a life. After going over the treatment plan with the doctor, Nina chatted with Pharaoh for a little while before heading home.

When she got home, Nina immediately called Micah on a video call. After a long wait, he finally answered, and the weariness etched on his face made her heart ache.

"Is work too much?" she asked, concern filling her voice.

Micah managed a faint smile. "Yeah, you never truly understand the weight of this job until you're in it."

Although the doctors had explained that Freya's miscarriage likely had to do with the embryo's development, Micah couldn't help but wonder if things might have been different if they hadn't been so overburdened with work.

He kept thinking, if they had more time to rest, would the outcome have been different? Now, Freya was in the hospital, needing his support more than ever, but he couldn't be there as much as he wanted.

There was just so much he had to finish, and as soon as he completed today's tasks, tomorrow would bring a fresh set. He couldn't abandon his responsibilities.

Nina sensed his struggle and knew that words of comfort might not be enough. "Even if there's a mountain of work, you have to replace a way to balance it. Don't let yourself burn out," Nina urged gently. "How's Freya?"

The mention of Freya brought an unmistakable sadness to Micah's face, and Nina's heart sank with worry, dreading the worst.

"Freya's in the hospital. We lost the baby," Micah said, his eyes brimming with unshed tears.

Nina was stunned. "How did this happen?"

"I don't understand it either," he murmured, pain evident in his voice. "We haven't done anything wrong. Why would this happen to our child?" He paused, struggling to replace words "It was a natural miscarriage. After my meeting, I found her collapsed. I got her to the hospital, but by the time she woke up, the

baby was already gone."

The memory weighed heavily on him. Freya had lost so much blood that day. The sight of the red-stained gauze filling the bin had been unbearable. He had felt utterly helpless, unable to do anything but stand by.

Now, as he sat alone in his office, facing another load of work while she was left in a hospital room, guilt gnawed at him. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had failed as a husband and as a father.

Nina wanted to comfort him, but words felt empty in such a moment. "Let her focus on recovery. There will be other chances."

Micah nodded, but a shadow of

worry crossed his face. "For the next couple of years, we're not even thinking about it," Micah admitted.

"We're both so tied up with work e

that, even if we had a child, we wouldn't have time to care for them ourselves. Leaving a baby entirely to a nanny wouldn't sit right with us."

What he left unsaid was a deeper worry. If this miscarriage had been a one-time event, maybe there would still be hope. But if it were

something recurrent, if Freya's body couldn't carry to term, each attempt would only bring her more pain and risk.

The thought of her going through that was unbearable. The life they had now, just the two of them, felt like enough.