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, âWhatâs wrong, Cynthia? Are you hungry again? Let me see if I can find something in the kitchen.â
âNo, Iâm not hungry, Alston, my water just broke!â
Cynthia was sweating nervously.
Hearing this, Alston woke up and jumped out of the bed, torgetting to wear his shoes.
âCynthia, hold on Iâll go down and call Mrs. Lewis. Greg, will start the car and send you to the hospitalâ
He was so nervous that he couldnât even walk. He stumbled downstairs. Cynthia, lying on the bed, heard a âbang.â from the stairway entrance and hurriedly shouted, âAlston, slow down. Iâm not in pain now, and itâs still some time before giving birth.â
Alston didnât answer her. He rushed downstairs and knocked on the door of Mrs. Lewisâs room.
âMrs. Lewis, hurry! Cynthia is going to give birth, and her water just broke. Hurry, go upstairs.â He took Mrs. Lewis and rushed upstairs.
Mrs. Lewis felt that her old bones were about to fall apart, and she followed behind, âMr. Smith, please slow down. Her water just broke. We still have time. We had everything ready before. Just send her to the hospital.â
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, âDoctor Miller, you have done a lot of midwifery. You should have experience and know what to do later.â
Cynthia nodded. Just as she was about to speak, a nurse said to her, âDoctor Miller, is that your husband outside? When I just came in, he kept asking me if it was painful to have a baby. He loves you so much.â
The nurse wore a mask and Cynthia couldnât 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 embarrassed, âMr. Smith, your action seems a bit indecent. Besides, you are still wearing, pajamas. Would you like to change your pajamas first?â
Greg was carrying a bag with Alstonâs 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 pajamas and slippers.
âI wanted to go into the delivery room to accompany her, but she refused. Now I canât hear anything outside. What if she is afraid?â Alston put his ear to the door and tried to listen carefully to the sounds inside, and he didnât care about his image at all.
Mrs. Lewis sat on the bench calmly, âMr. Smith, she wonât let you in. She doesnât 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 and full of sweat, and her hair.
will stick to her face. She will not look as beautiful as usual.â
âNo matter what she looks like, she is the most beautiful in my eyes.â Alston said seriously without turning back.
As soon as Lorenz received the news, he hurried over and heard Alstonâs words. He curled his lips and had to hear such sweet words in the middle of the night..
âHow is Cynthia?â Lorenz asked.
Alston had no time to answer. Greg replied, âShe was just sent to the delivery room.â
It was said that giving birth was dangerous to a woman. Lorenz was also worried. He was constantly pacing 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 Mrs. Lewis. They were both speechless.
Both the two men were wearing pajamas and slippers. Both their handsome faces were full of nervousness and worries.
People who didnât 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. Lewis and said, âMrs. Lewis, why is there no sound? Itâs very painful to have a baby. Why doesnât Cynthia shout out?â
The more he said, the more nervous he became, âIs it because she fainted from pain? Are the doctors in the room all our own people? Will anyone...â
Alston was interrupted by Mrs. Smith before he finished saying, âMr. Smith, you have watched too many TV dramas before. Now the maternity room has a good sound insulation effect, and it takes a lot of effort for a mother to give. birth. Mrs. Smith is an obstetrician, and she knows that yelling will make her weak. I guess she is still energetic now.â
During the period when Cynthia was about to give birth, Alston had been studying this, like watching many 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 Alstonâs nervous back with a gentle face.
She had served so many pregnant women. No matter they were ordinary people or rich people, she had 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.
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 Cynthiaâs screams from the crack in the door.
The low sound became even lower after passing through the soundproof wall, but Alstonâs 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 should 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 rushing up together. They were stunned, âWho is the babiesâ father?â
2/3 âMe!â
âItâs him!â
The nurse then looked at Alston and said, âCongratulations, 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 minutes older than the sister.â
Alston was still worried. He directly asked the nurse, âNo, I want to ask where my wife is. How is she? Is she okay? Can I go in and have a look?â
The nurse was stunned and replied with a dull expression âDoctor Miller is fine.â
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. Didnât the father want the babies?
Greg shook his head helplessly. He went forward happily. Then he and Mrs. Lewis took the babies. Looking at the soft 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.
âThis is Mr. Smithâs son, little Mr. Smith. Look at his eyes. He looks like Mr. Smith very much. And he has Mrs. Smithâs mouth. Wow, he will be a handsome guy when he grows up.â
âThe little girl is really beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful baby. The newborn babies are all ugly, but she is different. She is cute. I believe she will be a stunning woman in the future.â
Mrs. Lewis also thought so when she heard Gregâs words. They loved the two babies very much.
But the unreliable father and uncle were all around Cynthiaâs hospital bed.
Alston held Cynthiaâs hand and stroked her face, âCynthia, does it hurt?â
Cynthia was in the delivery room before, with only doctors and nurses beside her. She fought hard to give birth to the babies.
She had been trying to bear it all the time before. Now she saw Alstonâs tired and nervous face. Tears appeared in her eyes. She was happy and aggrieved. She said in a low voice, âIt hurts very much!â
Alston felt sorry. He hurriedly wiped her tears, âDonât cry. We wonât have more babies. Donât cry.â
Lorenz looked at his sisterâs 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.
âYouâve suffered for five hours to give birth to the two little guys. If they dare to make you angry in the future, as their uncle, I will definitely punish them.â
After Lorenz said this, Cynthia snorted, âYou wonât punish them. Oh, where are my babies?â
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 and couldnât help falling asleep.