My Sleeping Beauty Husband

My Sleeping Beauty Husband By Lyanna Nichols Chapter 159

My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols Chapter 159 Twins

As she was thinking about it, she felt painful, and her water broke

Cynthia gritted her teeth and pushed Alston, who had just tallen asleep

Alston got up with sleepy eyes, “What’s wrong, Cynthia? Are you hungry again? Let me see if I can find something in

the kitchen.”

“No, I’m not hungry, Alston, my water just broke!”

Cynthia was sweating nervously.

Hearing this, Alston woke up and jumped out of the bed, torgetting to wear his shoes.

“Cynthia, hold on I’ll go down and call Mrs. Lewis. Greg, will start the car and send you to the hospital”

He was so nervous that he couldn’t even walk. He stumbled downstairs. Cynthia, lying on the bed, hear d a “bang.” from the stairway entrance and hurriedly shouted, “Alston, slow down. I’m not in pain now, a nd it’s still some time

before giving birth.”

Alston didn’t answer her. He rushed downstairs and knocked on the door of Mrs. Lewis’s room.

“Mrs. Lewis, hurry! Cynthia is going to give birth, and her water just broke. Hurry, go upstairs.” He took Mrs. Lewis and rushed upstairs.

Mrs. Lewis felt that her old bones were about to fall apart, and she followed behind, “Mr. Smith, please slow down. Her water just broke. We still have time. We had everything ready before. Just send her to t he hospital.”

When Alston came downstairs, Greg, had already woken up to get his car ready. He was excited. The Smith family was finally going to have a little baby. No, two little babies!

With the help of a busy crowd, Cynthia was directly sent to the delivery room.

She was delivered by her former colleagues, who looked at her with smiles. The doctor smiled, “Doctor Miller, you have done a lot of midwifery. You should have experience and know what to do later.”

Cynthia nodded. Just as she was about to speak, a nurse said to her, “Doctor Miller, is that your husba nd outside? When I just came in, he kept asking me if it was painful to have a baby. He loves you so m uch.”

The nurse wore a mask and Cynthia couldn’t see her face, but she could see the smile in her eyes.

Cynthia blushed, but she felt sweet in her heart.

Outside the delivery room, Greg, looked at Alston, who put his car on the door, and felt a little embarras sed, “Mr. Smith, your action seems a bit indecent. Besides, you are still wearing, pajamas. Would you li ke to change your pajamas

first?”

Greg was carrying a bag with Alston’s clothes in it. He wanted Alston to change before he came to the hospital, but Alston was too nervous and forgot to change his clothes. Now he was still wearing pajama s and slippers.

“I wanted to go into the delivery room to accompany her, but she refused. Now I can’t hear anything out side. What if she is afraid?” Alston put his ear to the door and tried to listen carefully to the sounds insid e, and he didn’t care about

his image at all.

Mrs. Lewis sat on the bench calmly, “Mr. Smith, she won’t let you in. She doesn’t want you to see her in a mess. When giving birth to a baby, the mother has to use all her strength, so her face will be grim an d full of sweat, and her hair.

will stick to her face. She will not look as beautiful as usual.”

“No matter what she looks like, she is the most beautiful in my eyes.” Alston said seriously without turni ng back.

As soon as Lorenz received the news, he hurried over and heard Alston’s words. He curled his lips and had to hear

such sweet words in the middle of the night..

“How is Cynthia?” Lorenz asked.

Alston had no time to answer. Greg replied, “She was just sent to the delivery room.”

It was said that giving birth was dangerous to a woman. Lorenz was also worried. He was constantly pa cing outside

the door and was nervous.

Greg looked at him and then at Alston, who still put his ear on the door. He made an eye contact with M rs. Lewis. They

were both speechless.

Both the two men were wearing pajamas and slippers. Both their handsome faces were full of nervousn ess and

worries.

People who didn’t know them might think they were both the husbands of the woman inside.

As time went by, Alston stood close to the door and did not hear a single sound. He turned to Mrs. Lewi s and said, “Mrs. Lewis, why is there no sound? It’s very painful to have a baby. Why doesn’t Cynthia s hout out?”

The more he said, the more nervous he became, “Is it because she fainted from pain? Are the doctors i n the room all our own people? Will anyone…”

Alston was interrupted by Mrs. Smith before he finished saying, “Mr. Smith, you have watched too man y TV dramas before. Now the maternity room has a good sound insulation effect, and it takes a lot of eff ort for a mother to give. birth. Mrs. Smith is an obstetrician, and she knows that yelling will make her we ak. I guess she is still energetic now.”

During the period when Cynthia was about to give birth, Alston had been studying this, like watching m any TV dramas about giving birth, and probably he was affected.

The more he cared about Cynthia, the nervous he would get!

Mrs. Lewis sighed and looked at Alston’s nervous back with a gentle face.

She had served so many pregnant women. No matter they were ordinary people or rich people, she ha d never seen any man love his wife so much. Alston was the richest and most powerful man in Fort, but he still did so much for his wife.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He was a real man!

Alston always thought that it was the hardest time when he was beaten by Stella Smith when he was a child, but now he found that it was the hardest time to wait outside the delivery room for Cynthia to give birth.

After a long time, he finally heard Cynthia’s screams from the crack in the door.

The low sound became even lower after passing through the soundproof wall, but Alston’s eyes turned red. It was a painful experience before she could make such a scream.

He tightly grabbed the door with his fingers, and his knuckles were pale. Those sounds made his heart tremble, but he still kept close to the door, listening to every sound inside.

He should always remember how much pain Cynthia suffered in order to give birth to his children. He s hould always be good to her.

At dawn, the door of the operating room finally opened.

Two nurses happily came out with the babies in their arms and saw two handsome men in pajamas rus hing up together. They were stunned, “Who is the babies‘ father?”

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“Me!”

“It’s him!”

The nurse then looked at Alston and said, “Congratulations, Mr. Smith, your wife gave birth to the twins! The elder brother was born at 4,25 and the younger sister was born at 4,30. The brother is five minute s older than the sister.”

Alston was still worried. He directly asked the nurse, “No, I want to ask where my wife is. How is she? Is she okay? Can I go in and have a look?”

The nurse was stunned and replied with a dull expression “Doctor Miller is fine.”

As soon as she said that, Cynthia was pushed out. Alston and Lorenz rushed to her at the same time.

The two nurses holding the babies were confused. Didn’t the father want the babies?

Greg shook his head helplessly. He went forward happily. Then he and Mrs. Lewis took the babies. Look

baby in his arms, he was touched and excited.

He hugged the little boy and Mrs. Lewis hugged the little girl, and they were all in tears with excitement.

“This is Mr. Smith’s son, little Mr. Smith. Look at his eyes. He looks like Mr. Smith very much. And he has

mouth. Wow, he will be a handsome guy when he grows up.”

“The little girl is really beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful baby. The newborn babies are all ugl

different. She is cute. I believe she will be a stunning woman in the future.”

Mrs. Lewis also thought so when she heard Greg’s words. They loved the two babies very much.

But the unreliable father and uncle were all around Cynthia’s hospital bed.

Alston held Cynthia’s hand and stroked her face, “Cynthia, does it hurt?”

Cynthia was in the delivery room before, with only doctors and nurses beside her. She fought hard to giv

Alston felt sorry. He hurriedly wiped her tears, “Don’t cry. We won’t have more babies. Don’t cry.”

Lorenz looked at his sister’s face and forehead with sweat. Her hair was wet and close to her skin, her face was pale

and tired, and she looked so weak.

“You’ve suffered for five hours to give birth to the two little guys. If they dare to make you angry in the fut

After Lorenz said this, Cynthia snorted, “You won’t punish them. Oh, where are my babies?”

Greg and Mrs. Lewis quickly showed her the babies and praised them again.

Cynthia looked at the two soft babies on both sides of her. She was satisfied. She suddenly felt so tired

help falling asleep.

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