I! Cleaner!

Chapter 1362 - 1216: Gifted from Birth

I! Cleaner!

Chapter 1362 - 1216: Gifted from Birth

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Chapter 1362: Chapter 1216: Gifted from Birth

Born! Born!

Listening to the joyful whispers from the delivery room, Anna, anxiously clenching her fists outside the door, couldn’t help but relax, leaning against the chair back and exhaling a long breath, a look of relief appearing on her face.

The child of my big brother is finally born...

Although the people from the bureau had come over more than two years ago and repeatedly assured us there would absolutely be no problem, my nephew really took his sweet time, delayed for more than two years without any sign of being born, which truly worried everyone.

Although I haven’t seen the child yet, nor heard the baby’s cry, judging by the sounds from the delivery room, it should be good news. As for why it’s already certain it’s a nephew even though he hasn’t been born yet...

"Stop spanking, would you?"

Turning his head to look at his own reddened butt, the baby, with a still somewhat crumpled face, furrowed his yet unfinished eyebrows and spoke discontentedly:

"I stopped crying last year and I’m not mute, so please stop spanking my butt, it hurts."

"?!!!"

Looking at the discontented little baby staring at her, the middle-aged female doctor in charge of the delivery couldn’t help but go weak all over, almost sitting down on the floor.

"Please hold me steady, don’t drop me, thank you."

Politely requesting to be held steady, amidst the bewildered gazes of the medical staff, the baby reached out to grab the towel wrapped around him, carefully wiped his face, opened his eyes and looked around, then asked:

"Where’s my mother? Could you place me next to my mother? She said she wanted to see me as soon as she opened her eyes."

"O... okay..."

Although during the delivery process, she had already communicated through the belly with this little heir, and he even set his own due date, watching a newborn baby calmly make a request, the head doctor of the delivery room couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingle.

After tremblingly tucking the swaddle and placing it beside the exhausted Empress Veronica, the frightened nurses shakily tidied up the post-delivery work, then quickly followed the departure of the doctors out of the delivery room.

"Sister-in-law! I’m here to see you!"

Once the doctors left, Melanie, dressed in a small-sized white coat, hurriedly slipped in, anxiously whispering:

"Where’s the little nephew? Where are you, little nephew? Let me see what you look like!"

"Here."

Before Veronica on the hospital bed could speak, a small arm from the swaddle beside her was raised, beckoning to Melanie with a large towel wrapped around her head.

"Auntie, I’m here."

"Coming, coming!"

Unable to be restrained by Anna who followed in, Melanie dashed over like an unleashed dog, peering at the baby in the swaddle, then exclaimed in surprise:

"You... wow... why are you so tiny? Your face is all wrinkled? And kinda ugly..."

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

Raising a hand to smack the back of Melanie’s head, hitting her so hard she yelped and hugged her head, Anna grabbed her ear angrily:

"You’re the one who’s ugly! Babies are always like this when they’re just born, they’ll look better in a bit! Also! What did you promise me before you came? I take my eyes off you for one moment and you’re causing trouble?"

"Ouch... ouch... this time I really wasn’t causing trouble..."

Following the force pulling her ear, Melanie reluctantly retreated from the "golden vantage point" of watching her nephew beside the bed, then declared, stamping her feet:

"I was just eager to see him and ran too fast, but I was really gentle, I didn’t dare touch him... ouch... please stop pulling!"

"Running around is not allowed! Behave yourself!"

"Okay..."

After subduing the family’s biggest troublemaker, Anna looked at Veronica, whose hair was damp with sweat and barely leaning against the bedhead, and a trace of guilt appeared on her face as she spoke softly:

"Sister-in-law, my big brother he..."

"Alright, there’s no need to say more, I understand."

Interrupting Anna, the pale Veronica smiled, her voice weak as she comforted:

"When I decided to marry Leon back then, I prepared for this kind of situation. Both he and I have more important things to attend to, it’s inevitable we’ll be apart often, and it’s normal for him to sometimes neglect my side.

Besides, not telling him about this situation was also my own decision, so you don’t need to apologize for him. He can’t help with childbirth anyway, and Old Soil is full of dangers, it’s better not to distract him... Oh, Anna, could you do me a favor?"

After smiling at the guilty-looking Anna, Veronica requested expectantly:

"My arms are a bit weak, could you place him in my arms?"

"Ah! Sure!"

Upon hearing this, Anna quickly nodded, cautiously picking up the swaddle and placing the nephew, who was silently staring at William, softly into Veronica’s arms.

This is the child of Leon and me...

Feeling the tiny heartbeat in her arms, Veronica’s eyes filled with tenderness, and the baby in her arms blinked a couple of times before earnestly asking:

"Mother, am I very ugly?"

"Pfft!"

Unexpectedly, her child’s first request was this, which made Veronica laugh, while Melanie beside her convulsed, looking incredulously at her little nephew, then without hesitation, she turned around and ran!

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