The CEO's Secret Replacement Bride

The Mysterious Follower

A week passed peacefully after Luna was formally sentenced to three years in prison for attempted murder. Asher pushed all the unimportant business trips and late meetings away, and would accompany Elena to the hospital for prenatal check-ups every Wednesday without fail, even preparing a warm hand warmer and sugar-free sour plums for her in advance to relieve her pregnancy nausea. This Wednesday, after the check-up, the doctor smiled and handed them the B-ultrasound report: "The baby is developing very well, you can already see the small fetal heart beat on the screen. The pregnant woman is in good health, just remember to take folic acid on time and don't stay up late working on design drafts." Elena held the B-ultrasound report carefully, looking at the tiny fuzzy shadow of the baby on it, her eyes full of soft maternal light. Just as they were about to leave the hospital, she received an email from the design competition organizing committee: she had successfully entered the final round with the highest score in the semi-final, and needed to submit the physical finished work within 15 days. "I finally made it to the final!" Elena jumped up happily, then quickly covered her belly with her hand, afraid of startling the baby. "I need to go to the old city center jewelry market to buy some special natural sapphires for my final work, those gemstones with unique textures are only sold in that market, and the color matches the design inspiration perfectly." Asher originally wanted to accompany her, but he received an emergency call from the company saying that there was a problem with a 200 million dollar cooperative project that required his on-site signature. He arranged two experienced female bodyguards who had worked for the Hale family for more than 10 years to follow her, and repeatedly told her: "Don't go to the narrow crowded stalls, call me immediately if you feel anything wrong, I'll come to pick you up as soon as the meeting is over, I even ordered your favorite taro milk tea on the way." Elena nodded, took the bodyguards to the jewelry market. She picked out the milky blue sapphires she needed smoothly, the color was exactly the same as Asher's ice-blue eyes. She was about to leave when she suddenly felt a cold, malicious gaze staring at her from behind. She turned around quickly, but only saw the crowded bustling crowd, no one looked suspicious. She shook her head, thinking she was too sensitive because of the previous Luna incident, but the creepy feeling of being stared at never disappeared. She became more and more flustered, and immediately called Asher. Asher hung up the phone and rushed over immediately, even leaving the half-opened high-level meeting behind. Just as Elena walked to the entrance of the market, a man in a black hoodie suddenly rushed towards her, reaching out to grab her bag that contained the gemstones. The two bodyguards immediately reacted and pressed him firmly to the ground before he could touch a corner of her clothes. Asher just arrived at this time, his face turned cold when he saw this scene. He walked over and took off the man's hat, and found that he was a subordinate of the Brown Group heir who had escaped abroad. They found a photo of Elena's B-ultrasound report and her detailed travel schedule for the past week in his pocket, he had been following her for three whole days. "Who sent you here? What do you want to do?" Asher asked coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent. The man clenched his teeth and didn't say a word. Asher asked the bodyguards to take him away for interrogation, and then hugged Elena tightly, patting her back to comfort her, and handed her the warm taro milk tea he had bought: "It's okay, I'm here, he can't hurt you. I won't let you go out alone again in the future, I will stay with you every step of the way until the baby is born." That night, after Elena fell asleep, Asher received a message from his assistant: the Brown Group heir had secretly returned to the city a week ago, and was hiding in a remote villa in the suburbs, planning to take revenge on Asher by hurting Elena and the child. Asher stood by the bed, looking at Elena's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes cold and firm. He had already let the enemy go once three years ago, and this time, he had already arranged for his people to surround the villa, and would completely eliminate this danger before the enemy hurt his family.