Chapter 449

They say men rarely cry, only when their hearts are truly broken.

Herman's hand was shaking so badly he had to lean on the autopsy table to stay upright. He reached out to touch his and Anastasia's baby, and as his hand met the baby's cold skin, a tear fell onto the tiny body.

He tried to hold back his sobs. He remembered the baby's playful kicks inside Anastasia's belly, the little foot he had felt, the vibrancy of life. Now, staring at the cold, lifeless body before him, he couldn't hold back anymore. His voice broke as he whispered, "My baby, I'm so sorry. I couldn't protect you and your mommy."

Herman's grief was as deep as Anastasia's, and even Feiman, who had followed him, had tears in his eyes.

Katelyn and Feiman had been at the hospital the whole time. When they heard Herman had gone to the morgue, Feiman followed. Hearing his son's muffled sobs, Feiman completely understood his son's pain.

What father could bear such a blow?

Feiman stood at the morgue's entrance, his eyes moist. He turned away, wiping his tears.

The baby was a boy, their first grandchild. The entire family had been eagerly anticipating Anastasia's delivery, but no one expected this outcome.

hands trembling, held the baby's body close, trying to warm him with his own body

for his first meeting with his baby, but never this. Never the sight of a

stand the grief, how could

long time, whispering words of regret to

to look at the baby's

more than half an hour, Herman emerged from the morgue, unsteady on his feet.

worry, dear. I'll

voice was choked

event was undoubtedly

not for Grannie Anita. She was

Anita was pretending to have just returned from the countryside and

Anita was now planning to

child as leverage, she wanted to see how

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