Turning to the bodyguard standing nearby, I gave a subtle nod.
In an instant, he moved forward and dragged Alexandria towards the waiting car.
Once Alexandria was gone, I approached Debra cautiously.
âI wonât let her show up in front of you and bother you.
Donât be angry, okay?â
Debra remained cold-faced as she uttered indifferently, âItâs your call.
This is your business after all.
The kids are still waiting for me.
Iâm getting in.
â
With that final statement, Debra turned away, leaving me no opportunity to explain or apologize.
I sighed with frustration.
I didnât know why things had ended up like this.
Just then, my mother approached.
I looked at her helplessly.
She sighed heavily before saying, âThis is all your fault.
When you take Alexandria to the hospital, arrange for her to have an abortion.
Do you understand?â
My expression froze for a moment.
Although I didnât want the child, it was somewhat cruel to just abort it.
Her mother seemed to have seen through my sympathy.
She snorted dismissively and continued sternly, âDonât be so soft-hearted.
I only recognize Debraâs children as our familyâs blood.
No bastard will enter my family!â
Calebâs POV:
Hearing my motherâs words snapped me out of it, and I gave her a firm nod.
Yes, my heart belonged to Debra alone.
I couldnât bear to harm her for the sake of Alexandriaâs child, especially since that child was conceived while I was unaware.
I was convinced that Alexandria had trapped me that night.
With this in mind, my resolve hardened.
I assured my mother, saying, âMom, donât worry.
I know what to do.
Iâll handle this and clear things up.
â
My mother nodded in approval at last.
I bid her farewell and made my way to the hospital.
Alexandria was overwhelmed by her emotions earlier, which caused her to faint on her way to the hospital.
She was now in a coma.
A nurse wheeled her into the examination room to perform some basic health checks.
Unable to wait outside patiently, I decided to consult a doctor I knew, Albert.
In the doctorâs office, I asked him, âIs it possible to perform an abortion on Alexandria while sheâs still unconscious?â
Albert looked at me, astonished, and asked, âSince when did you, the leader of the pack, get involved in personal matters like this? Do children in the Thorn Edge Pack need your permission to be born?â
Albertâs teasing caught me off guard, and I responded, feeling awkward, âI was drunk, and something regrettable happened between Alexandria and me.
I just want to correct this mistake quickly.
â
Albert seemed to understand everything and said with a grin, âI get it.
Playboys always have the same excuses.
Either they were drunk or their feelings changed.
â