Xyla Quest's eyes filled with tears when she thought about it.

It was such a shame. Jeremy Quest adored children so much and looked forward to having grandchildren. However, right after they came into this world, he was gone before he could even hold them.

The only time he ever saw them was when they were still in an insulated case. Nobody was allowed to touch them.

Xyla believed that her father must have had a lot of regrets.

The more she thought about it, the more distressed she felt, and soon, she began to cry again.

Tears blurred her vision as she began recalling all the moments they shared since she was a child.

Jeremy was a great father to Xyla, always putting her first.

Before she could ever repay him for being a wonderful father, he was already gone.

Xyla was fatherless from now on.

Nobody would be elegantly sipping tea on the couch and beaming at her when she returned home.

She had no immediate family left. Xyla was now an orphan.

If possible, she wished that it was all a prank. She wished it was all a dream.

She hoped she could wake up from this nightmare.

She hoped her father would still call her and invite her home for a meal.

She longed to see his affectionate smile and be nagged by him when she returned home.

In the past, she had always found his nagging to be annoying and would frequently change the topic.

However, she now wished her father would still nag at her.

People often only appreciated things and people once they were gone.

Her sudden outburst made Sharon Lindt worry.

She knew what Xyla was thinking right now.

"Xyla, please stop crying. You'll fall sick if you keep crying during this recovery period. I had a friend who cried too much postpartum and ended up with dry eyes that she could never recover from," Sharon said carefully.

Xyla's emotions were out of control, so how could she listen to any of this when she couldn't even regulate her thoughts at all?

No one could remain clear-headed after experiencing recent devastation.

"I know how you feel, but please try to control your emotions, all right? Look at your children," Sharon urged desperately. "They can sense your emotions, and they're also sad to see you like this." Xyla nodded slightly, but she broke down into tears again, gradually closing her eyes and crying silently.

Everyone could understand logical reasoning, but emotions were tough to control.

Soon, the children finished drinking their bottles of milk, so Sharon quickly took the feeding bottles away and cleaned them before changing their diapers.

By then, Xyla had ceased crying and slowly opened her eyes that were hurting from crying too much.

Even her head was pounding.

However, she didn't make any sound and only observed Sharon while the latter kept herself busy. "Thank you, Mom."

Sharon immediately released a long

sigh and gently caressed her face

"Silly child, there's no need to

Kanank

me. You're like my I'd

do anything for you.

"Do you feel better now?" Sharon asked after a while, sounding a little more relaxed.

Xyla nodded. "Yeah, I feel much better after crying."

With that, she turned to gaze at her children once again while Sharon lifted the thin duvet from them.

They were wearing the same white baby attire with the same brand of diapers.

The twins were looking around curiously, gently kicking against the bed.

They looked very adorable.

Sharon gazed affectionately at them. "Their eyes are so bright. It's as if their eyes can speak. They seem to be able to see everything around them.

"Generally, newborns can't see well

but I think my grandchildren are

different from others. They alone

seem to be more aware compared to other children.

"Children with spiritual energy are indeed different," Sharon said, changing the topic again in an attempt to distract Xyla.

"Yes, they really are."

With that, Xyla glanced at the clock on the wall.

Stanley Batton and Yaksha had been gone for half an hour.

She believed they would return soon, and she would replace out what caused her father's death.

Seeing her daughter-in-law deep in

thought, Sharon felt a little worried

again, so she held her hand in another attempt to change the topic again Xyla, Stan says your children will be named Leon and Lynette Batton. Do you like those names?"

Leon Batton and Lynette Batton.

They were indeed lovely names, but she didn't think they were as appealing as the ones they had already come up with before. However, she still liked them.

"Yeah, they sound nice," she said.

If Stanley preferred these names, then she was fine with that.

"I'm glad you like them. I'm sure Leon and Lynette will grow up to be smart kids," Sharon added before picking up Lynette carefully.

Although she loved both children, she seemed to favor Lynette more.

It was probably because she had more sons than daughters.

Meanwhile, Xyla gently ruffled Leon's hair and gazed at his face.

She couldn't get enough of him as he was so adorable.

***

An hour or so later, Stanley returned to Xyla's ward with Yaksha trailing behind, wearing a cold and gloomy expression.

"How did it go? How did my father die?" Xyla asked eagerly as soon as she saw them.

Stanley frowned deeply before approaching her directly.

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