Dr. Marcus Wei arrived within six hours, brought by private jet from Switzerland. A legend in fetal medicine, he examined every scan, every blood test, every piece of data with meticulous precision while Alexander watched like a predator ready to strike at the slightest wrong word.
Three days of testing followed. Emily endured countless ultrasounds, genetic screenings, blood work that seemed endless. Through it all, Alexander never left her side, his hand possessively on her stomach, his eyes tracking every medical professional with barely contained violence.
Finally, Dr. Wei called them to the consultation room in the underground facility. Alexander's entire body was coiled tension, ready for battle, for destruction, for whatever it took to protect his child.
"The anomaly," Dr. Wei began carefully, aware of Alexander's dangerous focus, "is indeed genetic. A rare marker in the umbilical blood flow pattern."
Alexander's jaw clenched. "Get to the point. Is my child in danger?"
