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The smile that was uglier than a cry made Cordelia laugh.
“Why do you look like that!?”
“Because…” Zephyr said softly. “I’m hurting because you’re hurting.”
She smiled and said. “You fool.”
He caressed her sweaty hair and gave a light peck on her forehead.
…
The seniors were worried outside the delivery room.
Rowan would lean on the door every now and then to check—though there was no gap at all.
Xyla was anxious. She had experienced the pain of childbirth. She was in pain that her daughter was going through
the same thing.
She prayed to herself that she was willing to give everything she had in return for Cordelia and the baby’s lives.
Janine was anxious too. Apart from the people here, there was an ongoing video call—Henry, Kate, and Zennie
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwere waiting worriedly too.
At that moment, a loud cry came. Everyone jumped up as if they were electrocuted and surrounded the delivery
room.
Soon, the nurse carried that clean baby out to tell them the good news.
The corridor was suddenly lively.
Everyone was excited to carry the baby, but nobody really dared to carry it.
The nurse smiled and said, “The father is still in the delivery room with the mother. She’s still too weak. Why don’t
we get him out to carry the baby first?”
Everyone agreed. “Yes, yes. The father will carry him first!”
At that moment, the doctors brought Cordelia into the VIP ward while Zephyr followed.
Everyone stood outside the ward. Joy filled the air.
“Quickly, Zen!” Janine was smiling. “Carry your son!”
Zephyr bent his back, and pride filled his face.
He had taken a quick look before his son was born, then the nurses took him away for a bath. He was all clean now,
wearing his tiny clothes, wrapped in a tiny blanket. Cordelia felt much better now.
He finally had the mood to take a good look at his own son.
As if he was in a ceremony, he looked strict as he walked to the nurse step by step with his arms up. He was ready
to carry his son.
The nurse could not help but laugh as she instructed him. “Lower your arms, Mr. Hamerton… That’s right, don’t be
nervous. Relax.”
He was not the only one whose heart was pounding. Everyone else was so nervous that they dared not breathe
loudly.
The baby was too soft, and Zephyr was scared that he would hurt him if he held him wrong. His body remained stiff
as his son lay in his arms.
“Please relax, Mr. Hamerton!”
Zephyr was drenched in sweat. He was relaxed, but why did he become so nervous when they looked at him?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMaybe he should say something relaxing!
“Ha, I have a son now!” He smiled. “This is my son. He’s so…”
He lowered his head, looked at the baby, and suddenly stopped. “Ugly.”
Janine’s face changed. She was eager to slam her new Acmes on his head.
“You unfilial sun!”
“Mom, I’m serious…”
“Shut your mouth!”
“Hubby…” Cordelia could no longer stay still. She struggled up. “Show me the baby.”
Zephyr carefully carried the baby to her.
“He looks a little… ugly?”
Why did he look like that? His head was pointy, and he was wrinkly. His eyes, nose, and lips were squeezed together.
So, were the pictures of those big-eyed angelic babies she usually saw fake?
“Hubby, I can’t believe I gave birth to an ugly baby…”
“It’s okay.” Zephyr quickly comforted her. “He’s our son no matter how ugly he is. If nobody wants him in the
future, we’ll just feed him for the rest of his life!”
Xyla could no longer listen to their nonsense. She smiled. “What nonsense are you talking about? Which baby is
pretty when they’re just born? It’s not bad that he looks like this!”
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