Next One Is a Babe

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This was indeed something that John would do.

Everyone got into the car with the driver, and John held the baby steady. The baby had been sleeping all along with his eyes closed, looking a little silly. John couldn't hold back and bowed his head to kiss the baby.

Matilda smiled next to him. "You are behaving better than your dad. When I gave birth to you, your dad didn’t even dare to touch you. During the whole month, your dad never held you, saying that you were too soft, and he feared hurting you."

Sophia couldn't help laughing at the side. "I didn’t know that Dad is so cowardly when it comes to this."

"Right?" Matilda continued, "You see, since this little boy right here was born, we’ve all taken turns holding him, but your dad still doesn’t dare to touch him. He asked me last night what it's like to hold a baby, so I told him to try holding the baby today, but he didn't dare at all.”

Sophia thought of when William was in the ward. Indeed, he only walked around the crib all the time and didn't dare to touch or stroke, let alone hold the baby.

After thinking about it, Sophia said, "I saw Uncle Owen holding the baby the other day, and I felt that he was quite good at it.”

Matilda nodded. "Owen was very good to children back then. When Dylan was young, he took him wherever he went."

Hearing this, John also spoke up. "Yeah, I used to envy Dylan very much and thought that Uncle Owen was very good to him."

When Matilda heard John’s words, she wanted to put in a good word for William. "Your dad is good to you too, but he is not very good at expressing it. In the past, when you were asleep, your dad watched over you by the side. He could sit there and watch you sleep for more than an hour."

John chuckled. "What are you so nervous about? I just agreed with what you said and never said that my dad wasn’t good to me."

Matilda nodded. "I’m just siding with my husband."

With that said, the others somehow felt that she was showing off her love for William.

The car drove all the way back to the Constance Residence, and Old Mrs. Constance was already waiting in the parking lot.

After the car stopped, she hurried over. She first asked if Sophia was alright, then went over to John and stared at the baby in his arms. The baby twisted his body, and upon hearing the noises, opened his eyes.

Old Mrs. Constance laughed. "Oh, he knows he’s home."

The postnatal caregiver came over too and helped Sophia. But Sophia did not want her help. Waving her hand, she said, "No need. I'm fine." With that, she strode to the main building first.

The postnatal caregiver thought for a while before carrying the baby and following her into the main building. There was a baby crib in the living room on the first floor of the main building, which was convenient for the baby during the day.

There was also a nursery room upstairs.

Now that the baby was awake, the postnatal caregiver put him in the crib and lifted the quilt a little bit. The baby immediately stretched out his legs and waved his hands.

The postnatal caregiver laughed and massaged his soles with her fingers. "This little boy is quite vigorous. See how powerful his kicks are."