Chapter 257

Then she phoned Yvonne. Yvonne’s voice sounded sleepy, and Nina felt apologetic. “I’m sorry if I disturbed your rest. But I’m on my way to the mall now, near your place. I’ll find a spot and wait for you there.” “Okay,” Yvonne didn’t decline.
Upon reaching the mall, Nina located a popular boba tea shop and ordered two drinks. When Yvonne arrived, she spotted Nina from a distance, seated at a small cream-colored round table, cradling a cup of milk tea.
“Why did you decide to call me out today, and to such a trendy spot? What’s your motive?” Yvonne teased Nina with a sidelong glance. Despite her playful tone, she pulled out a chair and seated herself opposite Nina.
Nina smiled, “No particular reason, just wanted you to join me for a stroll, and then… Nash told me that Quincy has already settled the matters with the exhibition center.”
Yvonne’s mood had been fine, joking around with Nina, but the mention of Nash reminded her of the veiled threats in his words and Nina’s leniency towards him.
“Nina, you’ve got to understand one thing: a woman needs to be tough to stand her ground. Even though it’s just a saying and you don’t have to take it literally, the message is clear. You need to toughen up a bit so you can stand on your own. Otherwise, when will this ever end?” Yvonne pursed her lips, giving Nina some straightforward advice.
Nina nodded, “I understand all that you’re saying. I went to the hospital for a check-up today, and the doctor told me I’m over a month pregnant.”
“That makes sense.”
That day, when Nina had been so sick in her bathroom, Yvonne had figured it out. And it was precisely because she figured out Nina was pregnant so Nina was not hiding it from her now.
Nina said, “I need to buy some looser clothes. Come help me pick them out.”
“Alright.”
Nina had already made her request, so what could Yvonne say?
Nevertheless, Yvonne still accompanied Nina for a while. As they left the boba tea shop, Yvonne linked arms with Nina. In the women’s clothing section, Nina browsed through loose-fitting clothes, mostly long dresses.
Yvonne voiced her concern, “You’ve always worn professional attire before. Suddenly changing styles, Nash, being such a cautious person, might notice something’s off right away, don’t you think?” “I’ve recruited someone new, so not wearing professional attire and opting for casual clothes can be explained away,” Nina replied with a slight smile. She glanced at several outfits, even considering buying some for Yvonne.
Yvonne refused, “You think I’d let you buy clothes for me?”
“I’m spending my own money, not Nash’s,” Nina responded, handing the clothes to Yvonne and pushing her towards the fitting rooms.
She had decided to keep the child and knew she could not stay in the capital. She didn’t know when she would see Yvonne again.
As Yvonne entered the fitting room, she noticed the sadness in Nina’s eyes. She pulled Nina closer. “Tell me what you’re planning, Nina. Why do I feel like you’re about to leave?”
Nina pursed her lips, about to speak, when a shrill, arrogant voice came from a distance. “Salesperson, I’m the top VIP here, bring that dress she’s holding over to me to see!” The voice was directed towards Nina and Yvonne, forcing them to look towards the source of the sound.
Yvonne frowned immediately. “Is being a top VIP that impressive? Don’t you know it’s basic manners to respect who came first?”