Don’s Frenzy of Regret After Her Death

I woke up in the VIP ward of the hospital, the smell of disinfectant making me nauseous.

Alexander sat by the bed, brows furrowed, holding an unlit cigar.

Seeing me awake, before he could speak, I grabbed his hand desperately.

"Alexander! It was Elena! She admitted it herself!"

I incoherently recounted everything that had just happened. "There was no betrayal! Papa is innocent! She drugged you! She leaked your location! It was all her setup!"

Alexander's look of concern gradually turned into impatience.

He pulled his hand back and looked at me coldly. "Ivy, that's enough."

"To clear your father's name, you're making up such ridiculous lies now?"

"Elena voluntarily sacrificed herself to save me. She was exiled by her family and abandoned by her fiancé for it. She paid such a terrible price just to set up a trap?"

He stood up, looking down at me with eyes full of disappointment.

"Stop letting jealousy blind you. For your sake, I can keep your father alive, but release him? Absolutely not."

Just as I wanted to laugh out of despair, the doctor pushed the door open.

He wore a professional smile and bowed to Alexander.

"Congratulations, Don. The results are in. The Donna is pregnant."

Alexander froze.

Those usually gloomy blue eyes suddenly burst with ecstatic light.

"Really?" He looked sharply at my stomach. The coldness from a moment ago vanished, his voice trembling. "You mean, I'm going to be a father?"

He almost stumbled as he sat back down by the bed, reaching out carefully to touch my lower abdomen, as if a rare treasure were hidden there.

"Ivy... we're having a baby." A layer of mist formed in his blue eyes, a depth of emotion I had never seen before. "This is a chance from God, isn't it? We can turn the page on all the unpleasantness before. For the sake of the child, let's start over."

Seeing the hope in his eyes, my heart trembled.

Hatred surged in my chest, but when my hand subconsciously covered my flat stomach, a strange sense of blood connection made my eyes red.

This was my child.

In this cruel world, this was the only family that truly belonged to me.

Even though I hated Alexander to the bone, the child was innocent.