Next One Is a Babe

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John turned his head to look at Sophia. "I finally slept well after holding you last night."

Sophia huffed. "I was scared out of my wits last night when someone sneaked into my bed. I almost screamed for someone to catch the pervert."

Curling his lips, he leaned directly against the head of the bed. "So you woke up last night and even deliberately snuggled into my arms."

Sophia tutted at him. "I’m not gonna bicker with you anymore. I'm going to see my darling."

With that, she went out of the room and headed to the nursery. The baby woke up a long time ago and had been carried downstairs by the postnatal caregiver.

Sophia turned around and went downstairs. When she reached the stairs, she saw the baby kicking his little feet and waving his little hands in the crib.

He had changed into red clothes, making him look very feisty. The red color also caused his skin to look fairer by contrast.

Compared to how he looked a few days ago, he looked way better now.

Sophia's heart was a gooey mess as she looked at him. Indeed, as Matilda said, maternal love would get deeper and deeper with the passage of time.

Just then, Matilda came out from the kitchen with a bowl of soup in her hands. "Oh, you’ve come down. I wanted to bring this up to you. Come and drink the soup."

Sophia skipped down the stairs.

Seeing her, Matilda shook her head helplessly. "You look as if you have never given birth. I remember that when I gave birth to John… Ugh, I was as fat as a ball."

Sophia chuckled. "Perhaps it’s genetics. No one in my family gets fat."

Or perhaps it was because she was malnourished during her childhood, so she had always remained thin.

Sophia took the bowl of soup and went to the crib. The little baby blinked his eyes, staring at her without any expression.

He didn’t seem to be able to make any expressions other than the crying one for now. Sophia put out a hand and touched the baby’s hand, which was soft and fair.

Matilda came up from the side. "This little one woke up at night. But unlike other children, he just looked for something to eat with his mouth open without crying.”

Sophia didn't wake up in the middle of the night to feed the baby and instead slept soundly until the next day. Naturally, she didn't know what it was like when the child woke up in the middle of the night.

So, she asked, "Does he wake up often in the middle of the night?"

Matilda shook her head. "This boy is very sleepy. Sometimes when I think it's time to feed him, he would still be sleeping."

The postnatal caregiver came out from the kitchen. "Right? This boy is really easy to look after. After peeing, he’ll twist his body to let us change his diaper, and he doesn’t cry like other children either."

Sophia remembered how he didn't cry as soon as he was born in the delivery room either. Instead, he twisted his body and opened one eye to look at her and John. He even parted his lips into something that resembled a smile.

Sophia didn't believe that a baby could smile as soon as it was born, but his expression at the time was definitely not a crying one.

Recalling what happened, Sophia touched the baby’s face. “This little boy is probably here to enjoy a blessed life."

That was why he was so happy to be born.