Chapter 1813

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay.

I won’t call Mark.

The walls of the delivery room were totally white.

There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark.

Mark…”

the name over and

his voice or hear him

was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else,

very much, and she also hated him very

him

hate you,

Edwin has

how happy I was when I came to you and waited

course you

You know nothing.

that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and

of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the

could be heard coming from

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