Looking at the frail child, Bella Stuart wanted to hold her but dared not, she could only play with the little baby in the nurse's arms using her finger.
Vivian Ferguson was growing more and more fond of the sight and initially wanted Baron Stuart to take a look at the charming appearance, but when she lifted her head, she didn't see her son's figure, and upon turning her head, she realized he had already entered the Delivery Room.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of the three newborns, completely overlooking Emily Walker still in the Hospital Room.
Although it was a cesarean section, Emily Walker was somewhat weak at this time, her dark star eyes slightly closed, as if resting for a moment.
It wasn't until a warm large palm brushed across her cheeks that she slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar handsome face in front of her.
"Tired?" His voice was very soft, his heart aching more than ever as he looked at her weakened state.
