But Neal, glaring at her, addressed Caleb.
âRegardless of your excuses, Alexandriaâs pregnant.
Youâre responsible.
You canât walk away.
â
He shamelessly shoved Alexandria towards Caleb.
âShe and her child are now your familyâs problem, not mine.
Take responsibility.
â
With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Alexandria behind.
Calebâs POV:
When I saw Neal push Alexandria towards me, my first instinct was to step aside and avoid her.
But as soon as I took a step back, I noticed her pale face and colorless lips.
She looked so fragile that it seemed she might collapse at any moment.
My heart skipped a beat, a pang of concern breaking through my initial resolve.
I couldnât just stand by and watch.
Without a moment to hesitate, I reached out to help Alexandria.
To my surprise, Alexandria fell right into my arms.
I frowned instantly, my expression darkening.
I didnât have any feelings for Alexandria.
My only intention was to not let her fall.
I couldnât bear the thought of a weak, pregnant woman collapsing in front of me.
Alexandria could even suffer a miscarriage if she fell like that.
As much as I wanted to distance myself from Alexandria, I couldnât bring myself to do it in such a callous way.
When Alexandria fell into my arms, I couldnât help but feel a little guilty, and my eyes flicked subconsciously to Debra.
I saw the disappointment in her eyes, and it hit me like a punch to the gut.
My heart sank, a mix of anxiety and guilt churning inside me.
I was afraid that Debra would get angry, so I quickly turned to the servant beside me and barked, âWhat are you waiting for? Hold her!â
The servant, not daring to say a word, rushed to comply, easing Alexandria out of my arms.
Alexandria looked at me with pitiful eyes, but I only felt annoyance.
Desperately, I tried to explain to Debra, but she met me with a cold stare.
Facing Debraâs icy, disappointed eyes, words failed me despite the torrent of explanations I wanted to say to her.
Yeah, no matter how I explained, what had already happened could not be changed.
The damage was done, and no amount of explaining could erase the hurt I had caused Debra.
It would be useless for me to say anything now.
I turned to my mother for support, hoping for some understanding, but even her gaze was cold and distant.
I was a little helpless.
It felt like the weight of everyoneâs expectations was bearing down on me, waiting for my decision.
Taking a deep breath, I cast a cold look at Alexandria.
âItâs not appropriate for you to stay here now.
You should go to the hospital.
â
Alexandria looked frightened, her voice barely a whisper as she protested weakly, âI donât want to go to the hospital.
â
With a long face, I replied firmly, âItâs not up to you.
â