Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 483 A Touch of Sweet Melancholy

Micah had been stationed at the pathology lab, eagerly awaiting the DNA test results. At present, nothing mattered more than the resolution of this lingering question.Micah had been camped out at the pathology lab, anxiously awaiting the DNA test results. At this moment, nothing else mattered more than the answer to this lingering question. He was on edge, much like a soon-to-be father pacing outside the delivery room, desperate to hear the news of his child's birth.

Dahlia suggested he get some rest, pointing out that the results wouldn't be ready for several hours and that there was no use in waiting around aimlessly.

Heeding her advice only slightly, Micah asked his two bodyguards to stay put and keep watch while he made his way back to the pediatric ward.

Despite the uncertainty, each glance at the three children in the hospital room strengthened his conviction that they were his own flesh and blood.Even though the outcome was still up in the air, each time he looked at the three children in the hospital room, he felt increasingly convinced they were his own flesh and blood.

Within the room, the triplets were fast asleep.

Noah lay neatly tucked in, his disciplined posture reflecting his meticulous personality.In the room, all three kids were fast asleep. Noah was tucked in neatly, his disciplined sleeping posture was a mirror image of his meticulous personality. Nathan was sprawled out in all directions, his cast-free foot propped up on Sienna's leg, stubbornly clutching his toy gun even in sleep.

Mia had her pacifier in her mouth and was cuddled up with her stuffed alpaca, sleeping so peacefully it was heartwarming.

Watching the children's angelic expressions softeneds Micah's heart. He had once thought that the kids didn't resemble him, but now he could see some similarities... especially in the assertiveness of their features and the unmistakable air of the Clemens family.

came a whimpering

sleep, started crying

off at the edge of the bed

the room immediately, mimicking the way the nurses had comforted Noah earlier, and took Mia's hand gently patting

calmed down, wrapping her arms around Micah's arm, and continued her

but she clung to it tightly. Any attempt to move, and she would stir awake. Resigned, he let her hold on and stood

time passed, discomfort seeped in, and he

wanted to sit down, but despite the carpet looking clean, a hospital wais inevitably

squatting for an hour, then two... until he could

scent of milk enveloped Mia, and her delicate baby face bore a striking resemblance to her mother's. Even in sleep, her chubby cheeks mirrored her mother's expression.Eventually, he settled onto the floor, silently watching little Mia as she slept. The sweet scent of milk surrounded the little one, and her delicate baby

undeniably adorable, and Micah couldn't resist pinching her plump little

escaped the corner of Mia's mouth, slowly making

chantingwilling, 'it not to Don't drip..., Don'ot

her adorable little chin to land on his

to cope. He tried once again to pull his arm free, but little Mia gripped him even tighter, rubbing her