"No," she said.

She was wearing a coat at the time, so nothing could be seen underneath. She had just considered taking it off when he pulled her over.

"Covering it now might be a little too late, isn't it?" Nash sneered, his eyes filled with intense possessiveness, his fingers instinctively gripping her chest.

Nina looked into his eyes, sensing the aggression of a man towards a woman. It was the first time she had experienced it. She felt danger and wanted to escape, but Nash wouldn't allow it, trapping her in his

corner.

"Nina, is this what you call the right to pursue happiness?" Nash pressed his body against hers, mocking. "You still have plenty of targets, don't you? You'll find another man to marry right after divorcing me." Nina, feeling his hand probing deeper, grew frightened and involuntarily curled her body. "I don't think like that, Nash. Let go first. We can talk, but we might be discovered!"

Seeing her flushed face and shapely figure beneath the soaked shirt, and thinking about all the men from just moments ago, Nash felt his anger escalating. He released her, and Nina sank on the ground. Nash impatiently loosened his tie, his eyes filled with desire as he looked at the disheveled Nina. "Don't you want to avoid getting caught? Shouldn't you satisfy my desires you've awakened first?" Nina looked up, suddenly aware of his trousers, which caused her cheeks to instantly blush. But if she didn't comply, he wouldn't let her off the hook.

Her lashes trembled, and she reluctantly raised her hand...

Half an hour later, Nina hurriedly entered the bathroom, washing her face and rinsing her mouth.

As she looked at herself in the mirror - with messy hair, reddened lips, and watery eyes - she couldn't help but wonder why Nash had behaved so strangely today.

But he could be terrifying like this too. She didn't even have the space to resist.

It took Nina some time to calm down. She tidied her hair, making herself look almost the same as usual.

She just had to endure a little longer.

After the divorce, they would both find relief.

Linda left the hospital and hailed a cab to go to York Corporation. Nash hadn't visited her since he sent her to the hospital.

After discovering that the man she encountered that night wasn't Nash, she felt completely devastated and became even more determined to tie him to the child. As long as he' remained unaware, this child would be his.

As she exited the car, she accidentally bumped into two people.

"Sorry," the other person apologized first.

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Just as the person who was about to leave suddenly remembered something, they grabbed Lindazand asked, "Excuse me, do you know how to get to York Corporation?"

Linda looked at the building ahead. "It's right there."

"Thanks!" The person quickly resumed walking forward.

"Mom, maybe we shouldn't go. What if her husband sees you? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?" Sue expressed her concern.

Lily replied, "We have to go. If we

don't, how will our family get the money? He's your cousin's husband, the CEO of York Corporation. Just because your cousin lacks

conscience doesn't mean your cousin-in-law does!"

This conversation left Linda feeling a bit confused.

Cousin-in-law? CEO of York Corporation?

Wasn't that Nash?

How did he become someone else's cousin-in-law?

She hurried to catch up and asked, "Excuse me, are you referring to the CEO of York Corporation, Nash York?"

Lily turned back, "Yes, yes, do you know him too?"

Linda's face stiffened. "How is that possible?"

She then looked at Sue, grabbed her hand, and asked urgently, "You said Nash is your cousin's husband. Who is your cousin?"

Sue winced as Linda squeezed her hand, quickly replying, "My cousin is Nina."

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