The doctor seems to be used to this kind of reaction and explains with a smile. “Babies are born like
this. He will look better.”
Seeing Ryan stiffens, the doctor reminds him again, “You can touch him gently.”
It is the first time that Ryan has seen a newborn body in more than 30 years. His hands have held
money and knives, but he doesn’t dare to touch the baby now.
After stretching out his hand several times, Ryan finally touches the baby’s walnut-sized fist carefully
and has a strange feeling in his heart.
Although the baby isn’t his, Ryan is still touched, since he has spent nearly a year with Lily after he
knew her pregnancy.
He has killed countless people, but it’s the first time that he feels delighted about the arrival of a baby.
Yes, Ryan is delighted.
After showing him the baby, the doctor delivers the child to a nurse. The newborn baby should stay in
an incubator for observation. Ryan waits, until the lights outsides the operating room goes out and Lily
is pushed into the ward, and steps in.
A caesarean section is different from a normal delivery. After giving birth, Lily is extremely weak. Her
palm-sized face is bloodless on the pillow, and even her lips are ashen.
The hair on the forehead is soaked in sweat and sticks to her face. Even watching her from a distance,
Ryan can feel her fragility personally.
Fortunately, she is still conscious.
After the delivery, a nurse has shown her the baby. Seeing him walking in at this moment, Lily asks
urgently, “Where is my baby?”
Walking to the bed, Ryan takes a chair and sits down. “He’s sent to the incubator for observation.”
After hearing it, Lily is relieved and relaxed. Although she’s still under anesthesia, Lily can feel her
womb is empty. After ten-month pregnancy, the little thing, who shares her body and blood, finally
comes to this world.
He comforts gently, fearing she is worried, “It’s a boy, 3.9 kilograms. The doctor said he’s strong. Don’t
worry.”
Hearing it, Lily closes her red-rimmed eyes gently. She keeps resisting, but fails, tears trailing down her
face into her hair and dampening them.
After a while, Lily opens her eyes and looks at his palm rested on his knee. Moving her finger, Lily fails
to raise her hand with a frown.
As if he knows her intention, the man stretches out his hand directly and holds her cold palm. “You just
gave birth to a baby. Don’t move.”
Lily, unprecedentedly, doesn’t avoid his touch and puts on a fragile but sincere smile. Her starry eyes
look into his. “Ryan, thank you.”
She gently holds his palm back, so gently that he barely notices it. However, it is this strength that
grabs his heart.
Lily doesn’t have any intention. She only feels excited as a mother. She knows the child couldn’t have
been born if it weren’t for his help. Ryan gives the child a chance to this world, a chance to see this
beautiful place.
The motherhood hidden in her bones makes Lily look gentler. Staring at the man in front, Lily says
gently, “When he grows up, I’ll tell him that there was an uncle, who drove a private jet and came to my
side to welcome him.”
Probably because of the wonderful atmosphere, Ryan bursts into laughter by her words. Touched,
Ryan answers in a low voice, “Okay.”
After the child is born, Lily recuperates quickly under special care. Young as she is, Lily looks more
feminine, her figure almost unchanged, except for a light scar on her belly, and her skin better.
As for the child’s hukou, Ryan solves quickly. He always has a way to deal with these tricky problems
productively. Besides, the forces behind him are scarily powerful.
Lily doesn’t know how he handled all of this. He doesn’t tell her, and she doesn’t ask him.
“Have you figured out his name?” Ryan asks her when registering the hukou.
Lily has thought about it long ago. Watching the baby sleeping soundly in the crib, Lily pronounces
slowly, “Adair, named after me.”
Ryan raises his brows, not expecting she would name the child after her. But it’s fine. At least he
doesn’t like thinking of Rex when he sees the child.
After pondering for a while, the man gently asks, “Adair?”
“A-D-A-I-R, Adair means as tough as trees.” Lily meets his eyes and smiles. “My previous life has been
aggrieved and painful. I hope he can grow up healthily.”
Ryan nods. “Good, as you like.”
Lily gazes at him and attracts his look. “What are you looking at?”
“Nothing.” She looks away. “I only feel that I can’t repay your kindness.”
Hearing it, the man puts down the crystal glass in his hand and leans towards Lily, with hands crossed
in front exposing his expensive watch. His wide-set eyes fix on her, with hidden affection. “You may
repay with your life?”
He seems to be joking, but serious.
Lily’s heart thumps and immediately clarifies the situation, “You know I won’t…”
“Why won’t you?” Ryan interrupts her. He doesn’t like to hear that and his eyes turn sharp. “Being with
me is good for you and your child. Having a formal identity, you won’t suffer and I will satisfy your
physical need. Isn’t it nice?”
“No.” Lily furrows her brows and looks serious. “I really appreciate what you have done to us. But it’s
gratitude, not love.”
“So you can bear to watch your child being isolated because of the single-parent family? As an
unmarried mother, you will have a very difficult life.”
“That’s what I need to tolerate.” Lily bites her lops, leaving a mark, and stares at him stubbornly.
“Maybe it’s unfair for my child. But I need to be responsible for my relationship. I hope you can respect
me.”
After experiencing two failed relationships, Lily embraces no hope for love. She doesn’t know whether
she will fall in love again. But she won’t during this period.
Ryan looks at her stubborn face and suddenly chuckles. “I don’t like being rejected. But strangely, your
rejection attracts me more than your acceptance.”
“...” Lily opens her mouth, speechless.
Can she regard him as a freak?
“That’s one of my suggestions. If you’re reluctant, then forget it.” After that, his eyes suddenly darken
and he stares at her. “I’ll smooth your reverse scales sooner or later.”
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