The First Heir

There seemed to be a hint of depression in the air. Everyone’s heart seemed to be weighed down by a huge boulder with a timer.

Mila struggled to get down from Lydia’s arms and ran to Philip who stood in front of the operating room door. She was constantly looking around. She tugged at his pants, handed her lollipop to Philip, and said with a cute smile, “Dad, eat some candy. Mom will be fine.”

Philip looked down at his daughter and bent over to pick her up. He forced a smile, bopped her on the nose, and said, “Yeah, Mom will be fine.”

Despite saying that, Philip had a bad premonition. That was because Wynn had not been out after so long. The entire long corridor was silent. Everyone dared not make a sound.

At this time, a group of people hurried over from the door. It was Theo Zander with Charles Johnston and Martha Yates. Charles was supporting Martha. She could now stand up and walk, but she could not run, let alone walk for a long time.

Thus, Martha shuffled along slowly. Theo could not stand it. He bent over, put Martha on his back, and ran in from the door.

Martha slapped Theo on the back and cursed, “Hey,

He stood aside

nodded to Theo. He said, “Thanks for your

big deal. I’m just doing my

has she been in there? Hasn’t the baby been born yet? Philip, why are you here?

glared at Philip with an angry,

went cold as he said, “The baby has been born

of relief when she heard that before asking suspiciously, “In that case, why is she still in the operating room? Why

still quite worried about her daughter. If anything happened to Wynn,