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"Miss Turner, you have been pregnant for two months, and the embryo is not stable yet. It is advisable to refrain from intercourse in the first three months," the middle-aged female doctor looked up and glanced at Jessica Turner, half-jokingly saying, "Young people nowadays!"

Thinking of the intimate scene with Alexander Smith earlier in the morning, Jessica Turner blushed with embarrassment, taking the test report repeatedly. The joy in her heart was on the verge of overflowing.

Alexander had expressed his desire for a baby as attractive as her, and now his wish seemed to have come true. He should be delighted.

Half an hour later, Jessica Turner stood outside the Landis Building, tightly holding the prenatal examination report. From a distance, she observed the crowd of reporters surrounding men and women.

As she took a few steps forward, she overheard a reporter asking, "President Smith, is the news of your engagement to Miss Isabella Turner true?"

Alexander Smith's indifferent gaze seemed to freeze, staring directly at the reporter with an unpredictable expression. The reporter, feeling uneasy, glanced at Isabella Turner and thought of the extra money in his bank account, then mustered the courage to continue, "President Smith, isn't it considered confirmed if you don't deny it?"

At this moment, Isabella Turner, with a sly smile, intervened, "This is a private matter between Alexander and me. Don't ask."

Another reporter loudly asked, "President Smith, it is said that your engagement ceremony with Miss Isabella Turner will be held at the Alexander & Jessica Hotel. Is that true?"

In the crowd, Alexander Smith's gaze casually swept across, suddenly locking onto a distant figure in white, a woman with half her face covered by a large mask.

Even with her face obscured, he still recognized her at a glance.

Their eyes met, but there was no sweetness and warmth as before.

One expressionless, the other full of questioning.

Alexander Smith gazed deeply at her, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his originally indifferent and cold face.

Jessica Turner's heart trembled sharply; the Alexander Smith in front of her felt like a stranger, and that smile frightened her.

The arm that Alexander Smith had originally wrapped around Isabella Turner suddenly extended, encircling Isabella Turner's slender waist, embracing her tightly in a suggestive pose. He then turned his gaze slowly to the reporter who had asked earlier, and his thin lips parted, "The engagement ceremony with Miss Turner will take place at the Alexander & Jessica Hotel. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Jessica Turner stared wide-eyed, her mind blank. She couldn't believe that the man who had been intimately entwined with her in the morning was now announcing an engagement with another woman.

Alexander & Jessica Hotel, named after her and Alexander Smith, and he was going to get engaged there with another woman?

The following words, she couldn't hear anymore. It felt as if a hole had been torn open in her chest, and cold wind was rushing in, bone-chilling.

Isabella Turner was extremely pleased. She hadn't expected that by bringing in some reporters to press Alexander Smith a bit, she would reap such a huge harvest. She turned her head towards Alexander Smith and said in a sweet voice, "Alexander, it's getting late. Mom and Dad are still waiting for us."

This statement undoubtedly inserted another dagger into Jessica Turner's chest, twisting the last remnants of flesh and blood in her chest.

Alexander Smith clearly knew the significant connection between her mother's death and the despicable couple from the Turner family. He knew how much she hated those people in the Turner family.

But now, what was he doing?

Alexander Smith withdrew his gaze from Jessica Turner, embraced Isabella Turner, and turned away.

The crowd quickly became restless as they moved with the two figures. Standing on the edge, Jessica Turner, in her daze, was inevitably knocked over.

Wearing a snow-white casual outfit, her delicate hand rested on the cement pavement. Black footprints stained her white sports shoes. For someone so keen on cleanliness, she sat there, staring blankly as the handsome couple entered the car and closed the door.

Inside the car, Alexander Smith furrowed his brow tightly, forcefully pulling back his arm, and coldly said, "You've had your fun."

Alexander Smith turned his head to look out of the car window. Seeing Jessica Turner sitting blankly on the ground, his heart suddenly tightened, and instinctively, he wanted to push the door and get out of the car.

But by that time, the car had already started, roaring away.

Alexander Smith pushed aside Isabella Turner, who had leaned over due to the inertia of the turning car, and with a cold expression, he said, "Please be mindful of your limits. I don't mind changing collaborators." After saying this, he took out his phone and called his assistant:

"She's downstairs. Take her home, keep an eye on her, and don't let her leave until I return."

**

In a daze, Jessica Turner returned to her apartment. From noon until 8 p.m., she sat on the sofa without moving. The tightly closed door remained unchanged, and the phone in front of her never lit up.

She had been waiting for him, waiting for an explanation.

At 8:30 p.m., the phone screen lit up, indicating a new message.

She thought it was from Alexander Smith. Almost without hesitation, she opened it, only to find that it was a few screenshots from an unknown number.

Casually opening them, they turned out to be entertainment news headlines.

- "Smith Family CEO Alexander Smith Meets Parents with Fiancée, Wedding Details Suspected to Be Finalized."

- "Alexander Smith Turns into a Protective Husband, Boldly Confesses Love."

- "Isabella Turner Spotted at Maternity Hospital, Suspected to Be Undergoing Pregnancy Check-up."

There were many more. Jessica Turner could no longer see clearly, as tears blurred her vision. No matter how hard she blinked, she couldn't make out the headlines on her phone.

Perhaps this was his explanation.

Without his approval, these news wouldn't have appeared in the public eye, let alone on her phone.

It was ridiculous, truly ridiculous. While others were happily discussing marriage and planning their futures with their new loves, she was foolishly waiting here for an explanation.

At 10 p.m., Jessica Turner opened the door, and her eyes met with Alexander Smith, who had been standing at the door for who knows how long.

Alexander Smith looked at the swollen eyes of Jessica Turner suddenly appearing in front of him, holding a suitcase with one hand.

His heart sank sharply. He entered with big steps, turned around, and closed the door behind him.

"What are you doing?" Alexander Smith asked in a low voice.

Jessica Turner tilted her head slightly, gazing fixedly at the familiar yet unfamiliar face before her. Suddenly, she burst into laughter, laughing at herself like a fool who had been played around with, unaware, and had felt like the happiest woman in the world every day.

As she laughed, tears uncontrollably flowed again.

Alexander Smith furrowed his brows as he watched her, feeling irritated. Especially when he saw the suitcase beside her, his anger surged. The hand in his pocket suddenly shot out, clamping her shoulder, and he coldly said, "Have you had enough of your drama?"

"Drama?" Jessica Turner seemed to hear some kind of joke. Suddenly, she didn't want to say anything anymore. Just consider everything that happened before as if it had been fed to the dogs.

She forcefully pushed away from Alexander Smith. "Don't touch me." Saying this, she lifted the suitcase and was about to leave.

Alexander Smith watched her reach for the door, and his heart sank suddenly. He instinctively reached out to stop her, "Where are you going?"

"None of your damn business, let go." She forcefully shook twice but couldn't break free. Turning around, she glared at him with anger.

Alexander Smith was slightly stunned. He had never seen this side of Jessica Turner. Before today, every time he appeared at this entrance, she was like a lively little bird, laughing, running into his arms, demanding hugs and kisses, with a charming and captivating smile when she laughed.

Alexander Smith gazed deeply into her eyes and said word by word, "If you leave, the Anderson family will be completely finished."

The anger on Jessica Turner's face quickly turned to shock. "What are you saying? What do you mean?"

"I mean," Alexander Smith slowly let go of her arm, "if you leave me, Christopher Anderson and Daniel Anderson will end up behind bars."