Morrison watched intently, his initial surprise soon giving way to a furrowed brow. He couldn’t shake the feeling that

the little guy was acting against him.

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed likely. Was this little rascal doing it on purpose?!

But then he dismissed the thought. This was just a baby that couldn’t even open his eyes yet, whose brain might not

even be fully developed. There was no way that the baby was plotting against him now.

He turned his gaze back to Rose’s belly. Everything would have to wait until the little one decided to make an

appearance. He didn’t believe for a second that this kid, as stubborn as he might be, would stay in there forever.b2

The baby’s little feet pushed against the belly a couple of times before finally calming down, retreating as if

deciding to behave.

Rose rubbed her fingers together, recalling how when she poked at the little one’s feet, he had responded with a

wiggle. The pressure against her fingertips was unmistakable. Now more than ever, she couldn’t wait for the baby

to be born. She wanted to hold him, and to kiss him.

As she looked at her now calm belly, feeling like the little baby inside had found a comfortable position to settle

down, she smiled, her face naturally expressing the tenderness and love unique to a mother.

Megan and Molly were thrilled too.

The little guy was healthy and lively!

On the due date, it was another day of anxious waiting, but Rose felt nothing out of the ordinary. She ate, drank,

and slept as usual.

Meanwhile, she had to soothe an increasingly restless Morrison. Unperturbed, Morrison was all wound up,

completely missing the fact that he was being comforted by an expectant mother.

On the first day after the due date passed, Rose still pulled Morrison to take a walk in the hospital park. At this point,

he genuinely admired Rose’s strength of mind.

Compared to her, wasn’t he just a bit lame?

The second morning after her due date, after lunch, Rose watched a haggard Morrison disappear into the

bathroom and sighed. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she gently patted her belly.

“Kiddo, not to nag, but haven’t you had your fun? Look at your dad – you’re wearing him out. I’m warning you, he’s

my husband, and if you cause him any harm, I won’t forgive you. Do you know how much time and effort it took to

win him over? And now you’re putting me through this worry?

“Think about it, what’s so great about staying in there? The outside world is beautiful – tasty food, cool drinks, and

you’ll get to meet your loving parents. It’s a kaleidoscope of wonders. Isn’t that better than just eating and sleeping

space?

to come out. Staying in too long

employed a mix of soft and hard tactics, Chloe’s daily video call came through. Picking up the phone,

in front of her belly, “Look, your future mother-in-law is

and began to pace the room,

He’s got it too

what arguments are you

telling him not to

moved the phone back and angled the camera at her

it, if she’s this pretty, how gorgeous

is still in your mother-in-law’s belly. If you don’t

might miss out on a childhood sweetheart or

you’ll be left crying.”

arranged marriage, but in the end, it’s all about fate.

and maybe he

Rose suddenly interrupted, and Chloe paused, seeing

Chloe’s brow furrowed with

“Chloe. My water broke.”

mind went blank for a moment,

“In the bathroom.”

he emerged from the bathroom at the sound of

found Rose clutching her belly and leaning against

to her side to

to him tightly, “Morrison, I think

pants were damp, sticking to her legs. Just as Morrison was about to carry her

open.

flanked by a team of doctors, rushed in. A gurney was waiting at the door. Danny’s face was stern

“Get her

gurney. Rose was pale and in

tightly.

“Morrison…”

gripped her hand back,

nodded, “If anything happens,

anxious expression darkened

“Did you hear me?”

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Molly, hearing the commotion, came out from next door in time to hear

no such

lip, “Sorry, Grandma.

move, now!” Megan waved her hand, urging them on as

was a contorted figure of discomfort, her legs uncomfortably

of sweat breaking through the pallor of her face. Her expression was

to the

was swiftly wheeled away. Morrison

to keep her eyes open, her gaze flitting to

every moment. Turning to Morrison,

“Morrison…”

“I’m here!”

don’t think I hung up

a long moment before

a faint “Hmm” in response. Her pain deepened, and

hurts so much.”

Once this little rascal is out, I’ll make

say. Rose was in such distress, and he was genuinely

weak smile from Rose. She moved her lips as if to speak again but

into the

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