Fiona Sutton slowly sank to a squat, all her strength seeming to desert her, unable to support the weight of her heavy heart. Charles Northwood immediately squatted down beside her. Seeing her like this, his heart ached terribly.
"Let's go home," Charles Northwood said softly. "You should know how much damage this emotional state is causing you."
Fiona hadn't mentioned her pregnancy in this situation, and Charles Northwood thought it best not to bring it up first. After all, it was her private matter.
Fiona remained squatting, her hands covering her face. Her tears, like the falling rain, just wouldn't stop.
Seeing Fiona in such a state, Nia Mitchell disregarded the CEO standing nearby and walked straight over. "Fiona." She didn't know how to comfort her, just as she often didn't know how to comfort Maxwell Peary. "Don't be sad," Nia said gently. "He wouldn't want to see you like this."
