Alexander’s POV
I kept glancing at Alicia through the rearview mirror as I sped through the streets, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that the veins on the back of them stood out sharply.
"Alicia," I called anxiously, "look at ."
But Alicia seed unable to focus anymore.
One hand clutched protectively at her abdon while panic completely overtook her expression.
She looked terrified.
"My baby..." she whispered shakily.
"Nothing will happen," I reassured her imdiately, though my own voice sounded strained. "The baby will be fine."
For the first ti in years, I felt genuinely helpless.
I didn’t even know if I was trying to comfort her,
or myself.
The mont the car stopped outside St. Victoria dical Center, several nurses rushed forward with a stretcher after recognizing .
Ignoring it completely, I carried Alicia out myself and headed straight toward the ergency elevator.
"Call the doctor," I ordered coldly. "Now."
"Yes, sir!"
Alicia weakly clutched my shirt as another wave of discomfort seed to hit her.
Her face had already gone pale from fear.
I lowered my head slightly, trying to calm her despite the panic consuming .
"Don’t be scared," I said quietly. "I’m here."
Alicia closed her eyes without responding.
The mont we reached the ergency ward, the nurses quickly took her into the examination room.
I was stopped outside.
And for once
I didn’t know what to do
I didn’t even have the strength to do anything.
I simply stood there motionless, staring at the closed doors while the bright hospital lights reflected harshly against the walls.
Only then did I realize my hands were trembling slightly.
Images flashed uncontrollably through my mind.
Alicia’s tear-streaked face at the villa.
Her struggling against .
Her saying she wanted to leave .
And the helplessness I felt while watching her pack her things.
I lowered my head and pressed a hand against my eyes.
This was all my fault.
Everything had spiraled because of .
And now Alicia was lying in there because of it.
For the first ti since my grandmother’s death,
fear truly consud .
Not fear of losing my position.
Not fear of public rumors.
Not even fear of Alicia misunderstanding .
But fear of losing her.
Just a few days ago, I thought things were finally getting better between us.
I thought Alicia was beginning to see my sincerity.
I thought maybe she would slowly give another chance—
a chance to make things right for her and our baby.
But now...
She wouldn’t even listen to anymore.
The word divorce had beco sothing she could say so easily now.
And every single ti I heard it,
it felt like sothing was tearing apart inside my chest.
I remained standing there while countless thoughts ran through my mind until, after what felt like forever, the examination room doors finally opened.
I imdiately straightened.
"How is she?"
It was the sa doctor who had treated Alicia after the kidnapping.
He removed his gloves calmly before answering, "She’s fine."
The tightness in my chest loosened instantly.
"The baby is fine as well," the doctor continued. "Her body was simply overstressed. She hasn’t been emotionally stable lately, has she?"
I stayed silent for a mont before nodding slowly.
The doctor sighed softly. "She hasn’t been eating or resting properly these past few days, and her emotional exhaustion seem to make things worse. Fortunately, there’s no serious problem."
Only then did I finally exhale the breath I had been holding.
"Right now" he continued"what she needs most is emotional stability. No more stress, and definitely no more intense argunts."
I lowered my gaze slightly.
"...I understand."
But even after hearing that both Alicia and the baby were safe, my chest still felt unbearably tight.
Relief. Fear. Guilt.
The emotions tangled together until I could barely sort through them.
Truthfully, I had been terrified these past few days.
Ever since learning about the pregnancy, I constantly feared sothing might happen to either Alicia or the baby.
And tonight...
for the first ti in years,
I truly felt helpless.
A few minutes later, Alicia was transferred into a private ward.
She had already fallen asleep, likely from emotional exhaustion.
I sat quietly beside the hospital bed, watching her pale sleeping face in silence.
Her eyes were still swollen from crying, and several strands of hair clung ssily to her cheeks.
Carefully, I reached over and brushed them aside.
Even now, her brows were still lightly furrowed, as if she couldn’t rest peacefully even in sleep.
The guilt in my chest deepened.
Tonight should never have happened.
Then my gaze slowly lowered toward her stomach.
For a long mont, I said nothing.
I simply sat there quietly, staring.
Finally, I leaned forward, gently taking her hand into mine while resting my other hand carefully against her stomach.
"You scared to death," I whispered softly....
I must have fallen asleep without realizing it.
The next morning, I was woken by a slight movent.
It felt as though soone was trying to pull their hand away from mine.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Alicia awake.
She was quietly trying to slip her hand from my grip.
For a mont, I simply stared at her.
The mories of last night ca rushing back instantly.
"You’re awake," I said softly, imdiately straightening in my chair. "Do you still feel any pain?"
Alicia didn’t answer.
Her gaze slowly lowered toward her abdon.
I understood imdiately.
"The baby is alright," I said gently. The "Dr. said it was caused by stress and overexertion."
I hesitated briefly before continuing.
"But you and the baby are perfectly fine,He said the baby is alright"
Her lashes trembled slightly.
For the first ti since waking up, emotion flickered across her face.
But it disappeared just as quickly.
Then she quietly turned her face away from and closed her eyes again.
The silence in the room beca suffocating.
I looked at her pale face for a long mont before speaking again.
"Are you hungry?" I asked softly. "Do you want to get you sothing to eat?"
"Go away."
Her voice wasn’t loud.
Wasn’t angry.
Just exhausted.
I stayed silent for a mont.
"Maria will bring breakfast soon."
"I told you to leave."
This ti her tone was colder.
Still calm.
Still quiet.
But distant enough to make my chest tighten.
Alicia had never spoken to like this before.
Not even during our worst argunts.
I slowly stood up.
When I reached the door, I paused and looked back at her one last ti.
"...I’ll go," I said quietly. "But when Maria cos, please eat sothing , alright?"
Alicia didn’t respond.
She simply kept her eyes closed.
I stood there for another second before finally walking out of the room.
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