The First Heir

She held Mila’s little face, looked at it with distress, and said anxiously, “Mila, are you hurt? Do you feel pain anywhere? Let me take you for a check-up.”

Mila shook her head, took Wynn’s hand, and wiped her tears sweetly. She said, “Mom, don’t cry. I’m fine. You have a baby in your stomach. You need to rest more.”

Hearing such tender words from her daughter, Wynn immediately hugged Mila’s head while crying with great sadness but also with relief.

Philip stood silently by the side, a happy smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“Phil, thank you,” Wynn raised her eyebrows and said to Philip.

Philip smiled, walked over, and touched his daughter‘s and Wynn’s head. He said, “What’s there to thank?”

The family’s brief reunion was filled with happy laughter.

As for Lydia Jensen, she rushed here the second she received the news. She pursed her lips and wiped her tears as she looked at Mila.

Mila ran over, raised her head, and said to Lydia, “Sister Lydia, don’t cry. I’m fine. Dad saved me.”

wiped her tears. She nodded and said, “I won’t cry. It’s good

in the ward and chatted with

this time, Victor barged in hurriedly. Seeing Philip chatting with Wynn, he stood

is he here to see you?”

the door many times in

said,

looking

“Okay.”

stroked Mila’s head before getting up and

refuses to come to an agreement. I already kicked them out of the hospital earlier and told them about your intentions, but they didn’t listen

and asked solemnly,

entrance. My men

that said, Philip walked toward the entrance of

confronting each other

Victor

glance. It was the third young master

young master. He had feminine facial features and was dressed in an expensive looking white Stilt. He looked extremely rude and

sneered, “Oh, Cousin, you’ve