Stella refused to let Clarence accompany her during the surgery.
He initially didn't want her to have a delivery, fearing she would be sick.
The operation was so bloody and painful.
She didn't want him to see.
Clarence had no need to blame himself since he had already been stressed.
Besides, she wanted to give birth to the baby.
Before going into the operating room, Stella took Clarence's hand seriously, "You can find a new girl if I
die. As long as she is kind to my children."
Clarence laughed soundlessly, "Then I'll find one that maltreats them every day."
Stella's eyes widened incredulously, "How can you..."
He pinched her nose, "Don't overthink. Close your eyes and have a good sleep, then it will finish."
Stella reached out and looked at him with her tearful eyes.
It was doubtful that she wasn't scared when she would have an operation.
She was afraid all night that the surgery could fail in what ways.
Clarence leaned down, gently holding her in his arms and whispering, "Take it easy. I will be with you if
it happens."
Stella had said similar words when he was injured and unconscious.
Even though she knew it was comfort, Stella still took it well and whispered, "What about the children?"
"How can we care about them when we're all dead? Just bring them to the orphanage."
Stella was speechless.
Her emotions instantly dissipated.
Stella pushed him away, "Alright. No more chat. I'm gonna go."
Clarence showed a slight smile and nodded, standing in place and seeing her off.
Immediately afterwards, Noah was pushed over as well.
He was lying on the hospital bed, looking around curiously, unaware of what was happening.
Clarence squatted next to him and rubbed his head, "Remember what daddy told you yesterday."
Noah recalled and said in an adenoidal voice. "I'm not scared. I'll sleep and wake up to see mummy
and sister."
"Yes, that's right. You can see them when you wake up."
Noah clutched his finger, and for the first time, he shouted out clearly, "Daddy."
Clarence froze slightly and then softened his voice, "Good boy. Daddy is waiting for you here."
Soon, Noah went into the operating room.
Clarence got up and leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and exhaling.
Dolores saw that he was nervous, but she could only generally console him, "They will be fine."
Only after a long time did Clarence open his eyes with his voice hoarse and dry, "All they've suffered is
because of me, but I can only wait outside. Unable to do anything."
"Stella didn't let you in because she didn't want you to blame yourself like this. None of this is your
fault. You have tried your best."
Clarence lowered his head in silence.
Time passed, and the sun dispelled the mist and dimness of the early morning.
The sunlight shone all over the corridor.
However, the surgery continued.
In the afternoon, Sherry rushed in, "How's it going? Has Stella come out yet?"
Dolores shook her head, worrying, "She's been in for six or seven hours. I don't know how they are."
Daniel hurriedly followed Sherry.
They were both silent at Dolores's words and waited, looking at Clarence sitting slightly stiff not far
away.
After another half an hour, the door finally opened.
Clarence stood up meanwhile.
A nurse came out holding the baby. "Congratulations. All three go well. The mother's anesthetic still
works. I need a family member to come over with me and take her back to the ward."
Sherry was just about to say when she heard Clarence's voice come out, "I'll."
He didn't even glance at the baby and asked directly, "Which way?"
It was the first time the nurse had seen someone going to the wife without even looking at the child, so
she gave the child to Dolores and hurriedly led Clarence over.
Dolores and the others looked at the child with their eyes closed after Clarence had left.
Sherry's eyes widened. "God. Twins. No wonder Stella's belly looks so big later."
Daniel was envious. "Two girls. How nice."
...
Stella was still asleep, lying quietly, pale and weak.
"Wait here. I'll go get the list."
Clarence nodded and walked quickly to Stella, holding her hand and whispering, "Baby, it's over."
Although Stella was not awake, she murmured when she heard someone talking to her.
Clarence's hanging heart dropped, and he leaned down to kiss her gently on the brow. "I love you."
The two children were already lying in their cots back in the ward.
Dolores had gone to the nurse asking about the precautions while Sherry and Daniel were standing by.
Clarence put Stella on the bed before looking at the crib, pausing before saying, "Why are there two?"
Sherry was speechless.
So was Daniel.
It must be the cruelest words the two little babies have ever heard since birth.
"The nurse had said it when she carried them out. You are so careless."
Clarence said nothing.
He looked down at his wristwatch and had no time to spend on the two babies.
"I have to go to the operating room. Leave this to you guys."
Daniel nodded, "Okay."
Although they were safe, Noah hadn't come out yet.
Clarence left directly in stride.
Not long after, Stella woke up.
Sherry sensed her movements and hurried over, "Are you feeling okay?"
Perhaps the anesthetic still took effect, she murmured, "Where's the baby?"
"Here they are. Twin girls. You're amazing!"
Stella smiled and asked, "Has Noah come out yet?"
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