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“Yes.” John went over to play with the baby. “When a child grows up, his father needs to be with him. This stage is
critical.”
Sophia couldn’t bear to listen to his nonsense anymore, so she turned away to go and sit on the sofa.
Old Mrs. Constance looked at the baby and then at John. “Okay, okay. You’re a first-time father, so I understand how
you feel.”
Laughing, John walked toward the dining hall with his arms around Old Mrs. Constance’s shoulders. “I’m thinking of
finding some time to visit Grandpa’s grave and tell him the good news.”
Old Mrs. Constance nodded. “Yeah, I’ve thought about this too. Your grandfather will be very happy when he learns
about this.”
On the sofa, Sophia was reminded of her own grandfather. She also remembered the hallucinations she had when
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The old man was probably there to see her and her child.
After Sophia drank the soup, she followed everyone to the dining hall for breakfast.
The baby waved his arms alone in the crib in the living room without crying at all.
John seemed to be unable to bear the baby staying alone in the living room. After a few bites of food, John rushed
out and carried him over.
The postnatal caregiver reminded him, “Try not to carry him all the time. Children are smart. If you keep doing this,
they’ll become clingy in the future
” John didn’t care about that. “It’s okay. If he clings to me, then I’ll hold him. I have a lot of time.” He had just
become a father, and it was still a experience to him, to the extent that he wished he could hold the baby
forever. Sophia leaned over and teased her son a little. “If he likes it, then just let him hold the baby. In the future, if
the child becomes clingy, he’ll be responsible for carrying him.” John looked a little prideful. “It’s my own son, so I’m
happy to hold him.” Matilda tutted a few times next to him. “Look at him. It’s as if he is the only person in the world
who has a son.” Old Mrs. Constance spoke up. “Before you chide your son, think about what your husband was like
back then.” At the beginning of the confinement period, Sophia felt quite content, but after a few days, she couldn’t
bear it anymore. She wasn’t allowed to do anything except eat and sleep every day. Life was even more boring
than when she was pregnant. Sophia sighed while lying on the bed. She had wanted to check her phone, but the
phone was confiscated. Then, she wanted to watch TV downstairs, but Matilda had nagged her not to. The child was
asleep, so she couldn’t even play with him. She had eaten and slept, so she really didn’t know what else to do. After
a while, John pushed the door to enter, holding a plate of fruits in his hands. Sophia rolled over and looked at him.
“I’m so bored.
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” Smiling, John went over to put down the plate, then sat on the bed and ran his fingers through her hair.
“Everything will be fine when the confinement period is over. Just bear with it for a while more.” Sophia held John’s
hand against her face. “I don’t know what to do right now.” Leaning down, John kissed her with passion out of
nowhere. “You don’t know what to do? I have a lot of things I want to do with you.” Sophia pushed him away. “You
jerk! I’m being serious with you.” John smiled. “I’m being serious too.” He brought the fruits over. “If you don’t know
what to do, eat these fruits first.” Sophia’s stomach was already full, for she had just eaten a meal and was still
digesting it. Right now, she couldn’t even drink water. She waved her hand and said, “I don’t want to eat anything
now. I’ll watch you eat instead.” Putting the plate on the bed, John sat cross-legged beside Sophia. With one hand,
he slowly stroked her stomach while he ate fruit with a fork in the other hand. He had intended to help Sophia rub
her stomach and speed up her digestion, but after a while, his hand slowly moved upward. Sophia did not
breastfeed her child, nor did the Constance Family insist that she must do so. They thought of Sophia’s difficult
pregnancy and hoped for her to take a good rest after giving birth. Thus, the baby started drinking formula milk
right after he was born. After stroking for a while, John commented, “Your chest is so big even though you’re not
breastfeeding.”
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