My alpha mate's Christmas gift

When Rebecca Andrews received her pregnancy test slip, she was pleasantly surprised.

She was pregnant!

It was Louis Stone's child!

After three years of marriage, she was finally pregnant with his child, which had not been easy for Rebecca.

She happily took the pregnancy test slip and walked out. She couldn't wait to tell Louis this good news. As she turned around the corner, she saw a familiar figure walk past her.

"Paislee Schmidt? Louis' first love! I can't believe she's back!" she thought.

...

Rebecca quickly followed her, only to find that Louis, who was supposed to be at work, was by her side assisting her with care. She was evidently about 5 months pregnant.

"Louis, I'm fine. You don't have to be nervous. The child is healthy."

"It's better to be vigilant. After all, the child in your belly is the eldest grandchild of the Stone family. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

Seeing Paislee smile sweetly and Louis' gentleness towards her hurt Rebecca deeply.

"What are you guys doing?"

Rebecca held the pregnancy test slip in her hand tightly. Her nails pierced her palm through the paper, but it didn't hurt as much as how she was feeling.

She was born infertile. In order to have a child with Louis, she had consumed home remedies and visited multiple hospitals in the past three years. She had almost lost her life several times. Rebecca had never expected to see Paislee pregnant with Louis' child on the day she found out she was pregnant.

"Why are you here?"

Louis frowned immediately and his gentle eyes turned cold. It was as if even the air around them became chilly.

Seeing his attitude, Rebecca couldn't help but ask, "Why am I here? Louis Stone, I am your wife and you're here with your mistress for her pregnancy check-up. How dare you ask me why I'm here?"

...

Her question drew the attention of the people around them.

All of a sudden, Paislee burst into tears pitifully.

"Louis, I'm sorry. I'm the one who caused you trouble. If I hadn't come back and told you about our child, or if I had ruthlessly got rid of it, Rebecca wouldn't have misunderstood us. I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

After that, Paislee ran away.

"Dominic, follow Ms. Schmidt and take care of her. If anything happens to the baby in her belly, you will be the one to blame."

There was a hint of anxiety in Louis' voice. His assistant, Dominic Carr, quickly followed Paislee.

Rebecca felt suffocated. Louis had never been this concerned about her.

"Louis, you b*stard!"

She raised her hand in a flash, wanting to slap Louis hard in the face, but she didn't expect him to stop her halfway. The strength in his hand made Rebecca grimace with pain.

"Rebecca Andrews, three years ago, when you tricked me by sleeping with me and forced me into marrying you, you should've known that I wouldn't be able to reciprocate your feelings in this marriage. I'm warning you, the child in Paislee's belly is very precious and is the blood of our Stone family. If you dare lay a finger on her, don't blame me for not caring about our marriage."

After Louis finished speaking, he shook Rebecca off.

Rebecca could barely stand upright. She staggered to her feet and almost fell. She quickly held onto the wall beside her. The pregnancy test slip slipped out of her hand and fell in front of Louis.

"Are you pregnant?"

There was a moment of astonishment in Louis' eyes.

Rebecca just started laughing and tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes.

"Are you upset? I made it clear to you three years ago, but you didn't care. No matter how sincere I've treated you, you've always turned a blind eye towards me. Now your first love is pregnant with your child. Louis, I love you, but I also have my own dignity and pride! I will get rid of this child. It's time for us to end this."

Rebecca's heart felt like it had been twisted with a knife, but she turned around firmly and left.

Louis's eyes suddenly darkened.

He stepped forward briskly, picked up Rebecca, and walked out of the hospital.

"Rebecca Andrews, who do you think you are? You're the one who forced me to marry you and now you're the one who gets to decide to get rid of the child. Did you really think that I'd be yielding and let you make a fool out of me? I'm telling you right now that it's up to me to keep this child or not!"

"Louis, let me go! This is my child, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Rebecca struggled furiously, but she couldn't break free from Louis' grip.

"Your child? Could you have been pregnant without me? Rebecca, you'd better not upset me right now!"

Louis narrowed his deep set eyes. A piercingly cold aura instantly enveloped the surroundings, causing a stifling feeling.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang.

In order to answer the phone, Louis put Rebecca down while still forcefully holding her back with one hand.

Rebecca couldn't help but feel a little sad.

She had always deluded herself into thinking that Louis cared about her to a certain extent, just like at this moment.

"What did you say? Paislee is going to commit suicide? Keep an eye on her. I'll be right there!"

Louis suddenly became anxious. Rebecca's once warm heart slowly turned cold as well.

"Rebecca, go back home first. I'll talk to you about this later."

Louis hung up the phone and frowned heavily. It was evident that he was worried and distressed, but this concern he had wasn't directed towards his wife.

Rebecca pushed him away grudgingly.

"Go ahead. She's more important to you after all."

But she was in deep anguish.

Louis wanted to say something, but nothing came out in the end. He hailed a cab, took her into the car, and left in a hurry.

Rebecca couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What was the point of having someone else's man in her heart, and clinging onto a marriage like this?

When she got home, the servants greeted Rebecca, but she didn't seem to hear them.

She stared at the black-and-white bedroom that she was never a part of and suddenly felt like a joke. Her marriage was more like a farce, and it was really over now.

Rebecca waited all night for Louis.

He didn't even call. His coldness pierced