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 me."
But Alicia seemed unable to focus anymore.
One hand clutched protectively at her abdomen while panic completely overtook her expression.
She looked terrified.
"My baby…" she whispered shakily.
"Nothing will happen," I reassured her immediately, though my own voice sounded strained. "The baby will be fine."
For the first time in years, I felt genuinely helpless.
I didn't even know if I was trying to comfort her,
or myself.
The moment the car stopped outside St. Victoria Medical Center, several nurses rushed forward with a stretcher after recognizing me.
Ignoring it completely, I carried Alicia out myself and headed straight toward the emergency elevator.
"Call the doctor," I ordered coldly. "Now."
"Yes, sir!"
