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She smiled and felt sweet in her heart.

However, he still needed to check on their babies.

"Come on. | want to see them." Malcolm had to get up and walked over to the nurse.

The nurse offered to introduce, "Mr. Malcolm, this is the baby boy and this is the baby girl." Malcolm took just one look, instantly tightened his brows, and asked incredulously, "Are they really my and Rara's babies?" "Of course, you are in the delivery room. Will | switch them?" Several nurses laughed.

Malcolm, however, had a serious expression.

His and Rara's features, both were extremely good-looking. How the babies were so ... ugly? Their skin was red and wrinkled. They were not cute at all.

Could it be that the virus in his body really affected them? The more he thought about it, the more solemn he looked.

The nurse, however, held the babies and laughed happily, "Mr. Malcolm, your babies are so well behaved. Can you hold them?" "No." He walked away without looking back and went back to continue accompanying Lyra.

Lyra saw him coming and clutched his hand, with anticipation, "How's that? Do the babies look good?" "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Noticing that he didn't look well, Lyra was suspicious.

Malcolm could only stiffly change the subject, "No problem. Leave it alone. You can rest for a while and later will be transferred to a normal ward." The more he looked like this, the more Lyra thought something was wrong, "Where's the babies? Hurry up and bring them over here for me." "Really?" He asked uncertainly.

Lyra nodded solemnly, wih her inner sense of unease growing stronger, "Hurry up." Malcolm had no choice but to go over towards the nurse again and pick up the two little babies.

As he stood by Lyra's bed again, he cautioned, "Rara, be prepared that it may fall a little short of your expectations." "No bullshit." The more she listened to, the more confused she became.

Malcolm bent down and placed the two little babies next to her pillow.

Lyra glanced sideways.

They were two pink and tiny babies.

"So cute! This is too cute for me. Are you purposely going around in circles to surprise me?" She was thrilled, bursting into tears. Instantly, she fondled admiringly with her two little babies, and even felt that the hard pregnancy was worth it.

It was a great accomplishment to be able to bring such cute little babies to the world.

"Mel, look. Their eyebrows look like us. They're the babies that belong to us." Malcolm followed her gaze and looked over again.

Anyway, after all, they were his baby boy and girl, but really ... the more he looked at them, the more he thought it pleasing.

He leaned over and kissed Lyra's sweat-soaked forehead, with love in his eyes, "Thank you, Rara, for giving me two lovely little lives." The two looked at each other with deep love in their eyes.

* The delivery was successful, and Lyra was transferred to a normal room after a short rest.

Micah, Keith and the others ran over soon. The VIP room, which was originally very spacious, was instantly filled up.

A group of people gathered around the two little babies in their cribs, discussing with fervor.

Chad: "The baby boy looks a bit like my brother." Keira giggled, "I heard Lyra was often kicked by the baby. It must be this baby boy. He must be as naughty as Mr. Malcolm when he was a child!" The ward instantly resounded with cheerful laughter.

Malcolm sat by Lyra's bedside. He didn't react to it, pretended not to hear that and concentrated on feeding Lyra nutritious porridge.

Lyra looked at them from afar who were observing their babies, and felt like they were surrounding some rare animals in zoo.

They were still in the heated discussion.

Micah, who had remained silent, spoke up and asked, "Rara, what are you planning to name the babies?" Lyra was slightly stunned. Frankly, she had forgotten about it.

She turned her head to look at Malcolm, "Honey, you decide it." Malcolm pondered for a moment and spoke cautiously, "I'm going to name my baby girl, Molly, and my baby boy, Spencer." She listened quietly and was content. She felt that she made such a good decision in having the two babies.

Chad read along, "Molly White, Spencer White. They're great names with great meanings." "Molly, Spencer, your daddy picks the names for you." Keira said gleefully.

Soon the ward resounded with noises and they were all calling Molly and Spencer.

Lyra looked at Malcolm and smiled helplessly, just thinking that this group of people were simply more childish than children.

Knock-knock- Someone was knocking on the door of the ward.

Eleven pushed the door in with a slightly embarrassed expression and whispered, "Miss Lyra, Mr. Collin and his wife are here.

Should I let them in?" Although his voice was small, the whole ward was quiet and the atmosphere was once gloomy after Eleven finished his words.

Everyone looked quietly at Lyra, as if waiting for her to decide.

Lyra's expression gradually went serious when being stared by all.

"There are already enough people in the ward. My babies are still small. Too many people will easily scare them. It's better to let them go back first." She replied euphemistically, but that still meant no forgiveness.

With the door of the ward closed again, the whole ward fell into a deathly silence, and no one made another sound for a long time.

After a while, a young nurse came over and knocked on the door, but it wasn't for Lyra and Malcolm.

"Mr. Micah, there's a woman looking for you." With these words, all eyes in the ward fell on Micah.

Micah had always been cool and proud. With so many people looking at him, his ears were slightly red inadvertently.

Keith was the most surprised one, "A woman? It's a woman!!! My puritanical Micah. Finally there's a woman daring to approach him?" He patted Micah's shoulder, "Micah, that's not righteous of you. When did this happen? How long do you plan to introduce your girlfriend to me?" Micah unnaturally cleared his throat. His expression became more and more grim, "Well, don't talk nonsense. It's not girlfriend.

There is no such thing. Probably she's a previous patient, asking some questions about the disease." "But | don't believe it." Micah stopped paying attention to him and turned to leave the ward.

After Micah left, Lyra looked at Keith and whispered, "In terms of relationship, Micah is very introverted. Don't stimulate him. Be careful not to make him. And don't scare your sister-in-law away." Laughter soon returned to the ward.

Micah came out and went straight to the hospital's unoccupied exit passageway.

A luscious figure was standing right in the aisle and quietly waiting for him.

He stood at a distance for a while, covered the tips of his ears, which were slightly red from Keith's words, breathed deeply, and soon returned to his old and icy face.

"Miss Abigail, you just went back to Frayton. Why are you in Suham again?" Hearing his usual and cool voice, the woman in the aisle turned around.

Abigail's smiling and radiant face was revealed.

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