The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate

Upon our arrival at the door, the guards appeared taken aback and slightly flustered by my presence.

My heart skipped a beat, sensing something was wrong, and I inquired, “Where is the child?”

With a hint of trepidation, a bodyguard gestured towards the room and whispered, “She’s still inside.

”

Concerned that harm might befall the baby, potentially jeopardizing my future with Andrew, I promptly let go of Andrew’s hand and marched into the room.

Noticing the change in atmosphere, Debra followed closely behind.

Once inside, I found the child’s nannies visibly distressed and in tears.

“What happened?” I demanded, my expression turning into a frown.

Overwhelmed by anxiety, one nanny managed to stammer, “We’re not sure, but suddenly, the child developed a fever.

”

I quickly glanced at the baby in the crib, seeing her flushed, chubby face with a small towel placed on her forehead to cool her down.

My anxiety mounting, I pressed, “What’s going on? She was fine when she arrived.

Why does she have a fever now?”

The servant, visibly shaken and crying, replied, “We don’t know.

After noticing the fever, we promptly administered her medicine.

However, her condition continued to deteriorate, and she fainted not long ago.

”

I cursed internally, stunned by the rapid escalation of events.

It was alarming that such a serious issue had arisen so soon after the baby’s arrival.

Debra’s POV:

When I rushed into the room, I saw Abby’s flushed face, and my heart broke.

Fighting back tears, I stumbled over to the crib, pushed Shirley aside, and scooped up Abby.

I ran out as fast as I could, terrified that if I slowed down, someone would take her from me.

Caleb was right beside me, protecting us every step of the way.

As I ran, I called Abby’s name, but she didn’t respond.

My anxiety grew, and I started to cry.

I looked at Caleb helplessly and sobbed, “Why isn’t she respond?”

Worry flashed in Caleb’s eyes.

He touched Abby’s forehead and quickly pulled his hand back.

“Don’t worry.

She just has a fever.

We’ll go to the hospital right away.

”

His strong voice helped calm me a bit.

Holding Abby tightly, I walked out of the manor with Caleb by my side.

Caleb drove us to the hospital himself, speeding all the way.

I held the baby in my arms, checking her temperature every couple of minutes.

Abby’s forehead was burning hot, and each time I checked, my heart broke a little more.

I cried harder and harder, urging Caleb to drive faster.