By the time Alexandria regained her composure and began to thrash wildly, the doctors and nurses were already out of reach.
Only then did I grasp the raw simplicity of Calebâs mentioned plan.
Glaring at the tiny puncture mark on her wrist, Alexandriaâs face twisted with fury.
She turned her fiery gaze upon Caleb and demanded, âWhy?â Why did you do this to me? What does Debra have that I donât?
Caleb appeared taken aback as he responded, âIâm not Neal.
I have no interest in being a father to someone elseâs child.
It makes sense that youâre looking for a strong partner to be your childâs father, but thinking Iâd be that person is a mistake.
You should look elsewhere.
â
Neal was stunned, taking a moment to gather himself before he exploded in rage.
Trembling with anger, he pointed at Caleb and demanded, âWhat are you implying with what you just said?â
âHow do you feel now? Are you even aware of your own condition?â
Caleb sneered back, his disdain palpable.
As Calebâs words hung in the air, Nealâs anger overcame him, causing him to stagger and collapse onto the sofa.
I couldnât suppress a laugh at the sight.
Caleb, no longer wishing to engage, grabbed my hand and led me away to wait for the test results.
But just as we were leaving the ward, Alexandriaâs scream pierced the air, âDoctor! Doctor!â
Instantly, several doctors hurried in, attending to Neal who now twitched uncontrollably, and whisked him away.
Alexandriaâs POV:
When my father suffered a stroke out of anger, I felt a cold chill wrap around my heart.
Caleb had discovered the man I had been with.
Without my fatherâs support, convincing Caleb to accept my baby seemed an impossible task.
I lingered in the ward, overwhelmed by a deep sense of unease.
I couldnât fathom why my circumstances had spiraled so disastrously.
Everything had once seemed so flawless.
But now⦠Was I destined to face defeat? I felt not only outdone by Debra but also ridiculed by the Vargas family and the entire Thorn Edge Pack.
No, I couldnât let this be my fate.
Then, a thought struck me.
I still had one ace up my sleeve.
Indeed, everyone believed Caleb and I had s@x on the night he was intoxicated.
If I miscarried, I could continue to claim our relationship was more than it seemed.
Once the baby was gone, a DNA test would be pointless.
If I steadfastly claimed that Caleb and I were together that night, I could turn the tide.
I repeated to myself over and over that I had to gamble everything for the sake of my future.