My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1239
He had just kissed her forehead when his phone rang. Ren picked it up and gave it a glance. “I have to go.”
She pushed him. “Go. Work’s important.” Ren smiled. She can’t wait for me to leave? He turned around and was about to leave, but then Ruka said, “A second.”
Ren turned back again to see Ruka sprinting toward him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaped up to peck his lips. She then took a step back and looked at him happily. “Done. Go.”
The flames of desire lit up in his eyes. He pulled her into his embrace and whispered, “I won’t hold back the next time we meet.”
Ruka blushed as knew what he was implying. She closed her eyes and nodded. “I won’t run away anymore either.”
He patted her head. “Good.”
He left. She saw him off, but she didn’t. feel lonely. She knew he would miss her every minute he wasn’t working Night descended upon the city. An air of celebration permeated the air. Fireworks exploded in the sky, and booms rippled throughout the city. At Presgrave Hospital.
Half an hour after they arrived at the hospital, Anastasia’s water broke, and it was time for the operation. Since she went with a C-section the first time, Anastasia went with the same thing the second time. Ten months of pregnancy. Ten torturous months. It’s finally time to unload.
The girl was born on a nice night. She came to this world on the night of Christmas. Fifteen minutes after Anastasia was taken into the operating room, the baby came out crying.
Her face was red, and she weighed 6.94 pounds. This was Elliot’s daughter. Anastasia was still in the operating room. A nurse took the baby to Elliot after she was washed clean.
Elliot looked at his daughter, tears of joy welling in his eyes. This was his second child. He missed his son’s birth, making this moment all the more precious.
The medical staff were taking care of Anastasia. Eventually the anesthetic wore off, and she woke up on the bed. Her wound still throbbed, but she was relieved to hear that her daughter was safely delivered. She would do anything for her.
She was taken back to the ward. A nurse was wiping her sweat off with a towel gently while congratulating her. Anastasia decided to close her eyes and get some sleep.
Vaguely, she felt someone kiss her forehead. Anastasia opened her eyes and was met with Elliot’s face. “Good work, honey.” “Who does she look like more?” Anastasia asked raspily.
“You, of course.” He held her hand. She still looks sleepy. He cooed, “Get some sleep. I’m not leaving.”
When Anastasia woke up again, she saw him crouched by her bed and staring at the bed beside her. To be precise, he was staring at the little one with the pink shirt under the white blanket. The baby had lustrous hair, and her face was the size of a fist. Her features were tiny, but she could see that the baby was beautiful.
“She looks like you, doesn’t she?” Elliot chuckled.
The wound was still throbbing, but just looking at the baby filled Anastasia with joy. She actually wanted to get pregnant once more.
Still, she was exhausted. My job’s done. “You look after her. I’m getting some sleep.”
“Sure.” Elliot looked at her gently. The baby’s fists were closed. She was so delicate, he wouldn’t even breathe loudly in case she was spooked.
The nurse was in awe. She’s the young miss of the Presgraves, huh? I bet she’ll grow up into a gorgeous lady. Her parents are beautiful, and so is her brother. The kids are gonna grow up to be drop-dead gorgeous.
