The Returning Ex

This was indeed something that John would do.

Everyone got into the car with the driver, and John held the baby steady. The baby had been sleeping all along with his eyes closed, looking a little silly. John couldn’t hold back and bowed his head to kiss the baby.

Matilda smiled next to him. “You are behaving better than your dad. When I gave birth to you, your dad didn’t even dare to touch you. During the whole month, your dad never held you, saying that you were too soft, and he feared hurting you.”

Sophia couldn’t help laughing at the side. “I didn’t know that Dad is so cowardly when it comes to this.”

“Right?” Matilda continued, “You see, since this little boy right here was born, we’ve all taken turns holding him, but your dad still doesn’t dare to touch him. He asked me last night what it’s like to hold a baby, so I told him to try holding the baby today, but he didn’t dare at all.”

Sophia thought of when William was in the ward. Indeed, he only walked around the crib all the time and didn’t dare to touch or stroke, let alone hold the baby.

After thinking about it, Sophia said, “I saw Uncle Owen holding the baby the other day, and I felt that he was quite good at it.”

Matilda nodded. “Owen was very good to children back then. When Dylan was young, he took him wherever he went.”

envy Dylan very much and thought that Uncle Owen

to you too, but he is not very good at expressing it. In the past, when you were asleep, your dad watched over you by the side. He could sit

just agreed with what you said and never said that my

nodded. “I’m just siding

somehow felt that she was showing

all the way back to the Constance Residence, and Old Mrs. Constance was already

then went over to John and stared at the baby in his arms. The baby twisted his body, and upon hearing the noises, opened

Mrs. Constance laughed. “Oh, he knows

Waving her hand, she said, “No need. I’m fine.” With that, she strode to the

thought for a while before carrying the baby and following her into the main building. There was a baby crib in the living room on the first floor of the main building, which was

also a

the postnatal caregiver put him in the crib and lifted the quilt a little bit. The baby immediately stretched out his legs and waved

laughed and massaged his soles with her fingers. “This little boy is quite vigorous.

by the side, her eyes full of