The Returning Ex

After a while, Matilda and William arrived, carrying many bags in their hands.

Just now, Sophia and John were too anxious about getting to the hospital that they didn’t bring anything with them.

Matilda brought over a towel and a plastic basin, whereas John took the initiative to fetch water from the bathroom and wiped Sophia’s face and hands. Matilda pulled up a chair and sat next to the young lady. “Relax a little and don’t be too nervous. The more nervous you are, the more uncomfortable you’ll be.”

Having been through labor, Matilda understood how painful it was to give birth. When she gave birth to her son, she had truly felt that she had one foot in the grave then.

Sophia’s cervix hadn’t dilated yet, so the pain should still be bearable. The contractions that would come later would feel much worse.

As Sophia’s belly constricted with pain, there was no other way for her to deal with it except to force herself to close her eyes.

She wanted to go to sleep in the hope that the pain would disappear, but all this gurgling in the belly forced her to stay wide awake. Therefore, she could only carefully but constantly toss and turn in bed.

William waited for more than half an hour, but his calls never stopped. They were all from the company, as there were many things waiting for him to deal with. In the end, he had no choice but to tell Matilda to call him if there were any issues, and he would return to the company first.

After reassuring him, she didn’t forget to jokingly comment that when she gave birth, he didn’t appear to be so considerate back then.

told Sophia, “Sophia, relax a bit. The more nervous you are, the more you’ll

but this was William after all,

said in a mild voice, “I get

William left, Matilda came over with an apple and slowly

holding Sophia’s hand and staring at

nervous you are, the more nervous she will be. Relax. You’ll probably see your

that said, John’s nervousness slipped away, and he

when he thought

Sophia got

asleep? Do you want to eat some fruits? You’ll feel more comfortable if you eat some

eyes slowly, she looked at what Matilda

before she could take the toothpick, her stomach

to the bathroom. As she lay at the edge of the

his wits, so he hurriedly rang the bell

pale with worry as he asked,

her how she felt, and then patiently explained to John, “Different people have different reactions to the pain. It may be that she feels nauseous when the