Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 921 William's Moon

After the surgery, Greta stayed in the ICU for a week. The doctors kept a close watch to make sure there were no complications, like vasoplegia syndrome. Once they confirmed she was in the clear, they moved her to a regular

room.

She stayed in the general ward for another two weeks. It wasn't until her health had improved significantly that the doctors allowed her to go home.

Emelie finally felt the weight lift off her chest seeing her mother able to take care of herself again.

With only a week left before her due date, she could now shift her focus back to herself. She almost forgot that she had come back to Cedonia to give birth.

It was October in Capebatt City, which was the perfect time of year. was cool and comfortable but not freezing cold.

Emelie sat on the mat by the window, the fresh autumn breeze stirring the trees in the courtyard outside. The soft rustling sound was soothing, almost like a lullaby.

As she snacked on some fruit, she watched William pack up the things she'd need for the hospital. Something crossed her mind.

"William, have we forgotten to talk about something important?" Emelie asked.

"What's that?" William replied.

"The baby's name!" Emelie exclaimed.

William chuckled. "Didn't we agree to wait and see if it's a boy or a girl first?"

They'd probably only have one child, so they wanted to keep the surprise until birth. Even though they could have asked the doctor about the baby's gender during the checkups abroad, neither of them had, so they still had no idea.

Emelie tilted her head. "Well, we can at least settle on the surname and a nickname."

William folded her nightgown neatly and placed it in the suitcase. "I think that is something you need to think about."

"Why?" she asked.

"Because you need to figure out whether the baby's surname should be Hoven or Pierce," William said.

Emelie smiled. "You're not going to fight for your family's last name?"

"The Middleton family? What right do they have to claim the last name?" William loathed that last name.

"Why is it a tradition for wives to take their husbands' last names? Why isn't there a tradition of a husband taking his wife's name? I'd happily take yours," he added.

Emelie struggled to form a response as she stared at him. "Keep your distance from Elias. Your antics are starting to resemble him a bit too much."

It was sometimes overwhelming for her. What was she supposed to do about her husband who turned into a lovesick fool in his middle age?

However, she was still facing a dilemma. Should the baby take her last name, Hoven? Or her biological father's, Pierce?

daughters. Her eldest sister had two kids, both taking their father's surname. Her younger sister didn't have kids yet, but her husband was a

Kingston Pierce for various reasons. If he had children, their Cedonian names would likely

whether the child's last name was Hoven or Pierce, it really was up to her. However,

life. After all these years, she had worked tirelessly to clear

be Hoven or

Greta and Yennifer for advice. Both mothers were gracious and recommended the

asking her two best

firm and confident.

"Why?" Emelie asked.

heard that joke? The four most common surnames for domineering CEOs in fiction

now, so he'll inherit your wealth and become the next powerful CEO. They have to have a powerful

it sound

of all, all your legal documents like your identity card and bank letters still list you as 'Emelie Hoven'. The name 'Mandy Pierce' isn't

and properties, it'll be easier if they share your surname, Hoven, avoiding

now, but better safe than sorry. Hence, I'm voting for Hoven to avoid this ticking time bomb of an

"Emelie Hoven"

poetic

so much sense. Hence, each last name received a vote, and

Jayden, Yelena, Lyle, and even Wesley. They contributed votes

leave the last name up to fate too? If it's

down this

can't a girl have the last name Pierce?" someone

last name Hoven?" another person chimed

little attacked. "I'm sorry

they still hadn't decided even when Emelie went into

during delivery to minimize

she was wheeled into the operating room, William was a nervous wreck. He couldn't stand still, couldn't sit still, and eventually went downstairs to

at that moment, he needed to do

be scared, but he hadn't anticipated this

assured him that Emelie was healthy and that her pregnancy was going well. On top of that, the baby's weight and size were ideal, so

he couldn't stop thinking about the fact that they'd have to cut her open to extract a lump of flesh from within her. Thinking

would be an accident. He feared that fate would decide he was a bastard who didn't deserve the happiness he had after getting back together with the love of

some of the blessings he had received, thinking that he didn't deserve

like dropping to his knees and begging the heavens. If they had to take something away, take it from

cigarette and changed his clothes, it

the doctor's update about Emelie or the gender of the child, William rushed inside to

side.

pale as her forehead beaded with cold sweat. The anesthesia hadn't worn off, and

deeply and then, right there in front of her, burst into tears. His tears fell

as he asked, "Does it hurt?

his eyes that were red from crying, she finally

cried.