Henry Armstrong felt his heart melting when he thought about his baby smiling.

"Mr. Armstrong, would you like to take a look at your baby? He is adorable," the nurse added.

"It's fine. I'd better keep an eye on my wife. I don't want her to be alone when she wakes up," he replied, surprising her with his attitude.

It was her first time meeting a father like Henry despite witnessing many deliveries from other families.

His newborn son was a premature baby and promptly brought into an incubator right after, but his wife merely lost consciousness from exhaustion with a stable condition.

Even so, it was odd how he showed little care toward his son while unable to tear his eyes away from his wife.

However, the nurse refrained from further comments out of respect for his status and silently left the ward.

Approximately an hour later, Georgie Clementine woke up to replace Henry by her side.

He nervously stood up when he saw that she was awake. "How do you feel? Are you in pain? Hmm? Do you feel weak?

"Are you thirsty? Do you want some water? You haven't eaten all night, so you had to fight your way through all that, too. Are you hungry?"

His questions came one after another, and she didn't know which one to answer first.

"I'm not thirsty, and I don't want water. I don't want food either. I'm fine," she answered randomly with a chuckle. "Can you not ask me so many questions at once? I just woke up and my mind isn't fully alert yet."

He nodded in relief.

"Is our son alright?" she asked nervously.

He nodded again.

"Is he healthy? Is he like a normal baby?"

She sat upright then, eager to see and hold her child because she had fainted right after her baby was born.

She had no idea about anything other than discovering it was a baby boy.

Now, her motherly instincts prompted her to want to see her child right away, but Henry forcefully pressed her back down onto the bed.

"Our baby is fine," he assured her. "He's healthy and normal. All indicators showed that he's normal, even though he was born a month early. He isn't much different from any other baby.

"Furthermore, you've just delivered,

so your body is still weak, and you

should not move around. Our baby is

fine in an incubator," he said in a stern tone. "I'll tell you what, once you've had enough rest, we can go and look at our baby in the morning."

"No, I want to see our baby now," she insisted with a head shake. "Have you seen him? Is he used to being in the incubator?"

He shook his head.

Georgie was shocked as her facial expression turned gloomy. "What? You didn't check on him? That's our baby! How could you not even go see him under such circumstances?" Their baby was delivered prematurely a month before the due date.

She found his behavior too cavalier as a new father.

He began to frown in a stern expression at her words. "How could I step away when you were still unconscious? The nurses are taking care of him, but you need to be taken care of, too. Isn't that so?"

Her heart grew warm, but she kept a dour expression on her face.

"I know you're worried about me, but I'm an adult. Besides, there is

nothing to worry about when everything is normal. Also, how are you taking care of me when I've had a natural delivery?"

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