Justin Xavier placed the sleeping little Vivi by Leah’s side, pulled up the quilt to cover the mother and daughter, then lay down beside Leah.
He reached out to tease little Vivi’s small cheek, then lowered his gaze to look at Leah, who was also asleep in his arms. He draped an arm across Leah’s waist and closed his eyes.
The maternity nurse watched the family of three cuddled up in a not-so-large hospital bed, her eyes filled with smiles. She reached out to turn off the lights in the room, leaving just a dim little lamp.
...
The next morning.
Leah felt sothing small moving in her arms, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Lowering her gaze, she saw that little Vivi was awake. Her eyes were large and bright, like black grapes, now rolling around playfully. Her little hands struggled free from the goose-yellow blanket, waving about in the air.
Leah’s brows curved into a smile as she rolled up Vivi’s sleeves, revealing her soft, chubby hands.
"Hi, little Vivi, are you awake?" Leah held her little hand and kissed it lightly near her mouth. It slled so good, like the milky scent of a newborn.
Little Vivi didn’t understand what her mom was saying, but when she found her mom, she cooed happily, calling out nonstop.
Leah’s eyes were filled with tenderness.
At that mont, a tightness ca from her waist and abdon—the man behind her was awake.
Leah then realized the man was sleeping behind her, his big hand resting protectively over her now-flat abdon, cherishing the hardships she had endured.
The hospital bed wasn’t big, and the three of them were squeezed tightly together. His embrace was so warm, filled with the strong scent of a man.
Just then, she felt a kiss on her little face, "Awake?"
The man’s voice had a hoarse morning tone, which sounded incredibly sexy to Leah.
"Yeah." Leah’s face blushed slightly, discreetly moving a bit further from him.
Justin Xavier propped his head on his arm, slightly sitting up. As the morning sunlight gradually spilled in, he noticed she seed different today. It might be because she beca a new mom; her delicately soft features were radiating warmth, which could lt one’s heart.
Leah’s hand was still holding little Vivi’s tiny hand. Justin Xavier reached out to wrap both the mother and daughter’s hands in his palm. Softly, he whispered in her ear, "Leah, the little Vivi you gave is really beautiful. I love her very, very much."
Leah did not reply but did not reject him either.
Justin Xavier’s cautious, probing heart finally felt a bit relieved. He knew she had regained her mory, and it seed she wasn’t resistant to his tenderness as if nothing had changed. With the addition of a small life, they were quieter, more peaceful, and happy.
Justin Xavier began to slowly believe what Serena Sterling said—is Leah already healing herself?
Little Vivi continued to frolic. Driven by instinct, she sniffed the fragrant scent around her mother, her small head diving straight into Leah’s chest, snuggling and rubbing.
Leah felt ticklish and giggled.
The happy monts between the mother and daughter also brought a smile to Justin Xavier’s lips.
Just then, the voice of the maternity nurse sounded from outside the door; she had arrived.
"The maternity nurse is here. Hurry up and go." Leah nudged him.
Justin Xavier didn’t dawdle. He slowly got out of bed and stood up.
The maternity nurse walked in, "Madam, you’re awake? Sir, you stayed here all night. Go ho, take a shower, change clothes, and co back. I’ll stay with the madam."
"Okay," Justin Xavier nodded and looked at Leah on the bed, "I’ll go back first."
"Alright." Leah nodded.
...
By the ti Justin Xavier returned, it was already noon. He stood at the door, watching the maternity nurse playfully holding little Vivi, while Leah had a postnatal al consisting of three dishes and a soup placed in front of her.
He walked in, "Let hold little Vivi."
"Sure." The maternity nurse handed little Vivi over to Justin Xavier, noticing how the gentleman particularly adored his daughter, "Just now, madam fed little Vivi so milk. Little Vivi is full. You can hold her upright and pat her back a bit."
Fed her milk?
Justin Xavier took little Vivi into his arms and glanced at Leah.
Leah was drinking soup with a spoon. Upon receiving his gaze, she directly lowered her eyes, ignoring him.
The maternity nurse exited the room, leaving the space for the family of three.
Leah continued eating her al. She glanced up at the man holding little Vivi; her small, soft body lay on her father’s upright shoulder, his large hand gently patting little Vivi’s back with just the right force. Little Vivi was dozing off with her little head resting.
He had changed into clean clothes: a white shirt and black trousers. When he entered earlier, he placed the black suit draped on his arm over the chair back.
Having showered and shed his fatigue, he looked young and handso.
Leah lowered her gaze to continue eating. Seeing little Vivi asleep, Justin Xavier placed her in the crib.
With one hand in his pocket, he sat beside Leah and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Earlier, the maternity nurse had told her that little Vivi cried a lot last night. He spared her from being awakened by feeding little Vivi milk powder.
The maternity nurse even teased, claiming she rarely saw a man who loved his wife more than his child.
She lowered her gaze, shaking her head, "It doesn’t hurt."
Justin Xavier reached out to touch her little face, smiling, "What’s wrong? Why don’t you even dare look at after having a daughter? I don’t bite."
The callused pad of his finger caressed her delicate skin, making her face hot.
"Nothing," Leah disguised, pointing to a plate of kelp, "I just don’t want to eat this."
"Does it taste bad?" he asked.
Leah used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of kelp and brought it to his mouth, "Try it."
Justin Xavier opened his mouth and ate it, "It tastes alright."
"Really?" Why didn’t she like it? She picked up another piece of kelp and held it to his mouth, "Then you can eat it all."
Justin Xavier frowned a bit, then opened his mouth and ate it.
Leah lowered her gaze to continue eating, but half of her small face was held by his big hand, her red lips blocked. Before she could react, her teeth fell short as he fed her half a piece of kelp.
Leah let out a muffled sound. The man released her but didn’t leave, remaining close. In a husky, entrancing voice, he said, "No picky eating. Taste it and swallow it."
Her small face was still in his palm, and she didn’t know what he was thinking, doing this kind of feeding.
Leah chewed a few tis, swallowing it.
"Is it good?" he asked.
Leah reached her small hand to push his big hand, "Yeah, it’s good."
The girl appeared obedient and gentle. Justin Xavier glanced at her dewy red lips, then removed his hand from his pocket, resting it on the bed. With the other hand, he threaded from her little face to the back of her head, securely holding it, "Say it again."
"What?"
"Justin Xavier, my na."
Leah’s eyelashes fluttered.
"Diego, it’s , Justin Xavier, also . Leah, call Justin Xavier."
Leah didn’t know what to say.
At that mont, Justin Xavier lowered his head and kissed her.
"Mm..." Leah’s small hand was still tightly gripping the spoon, as she anxiously pressed it against his shoulder.
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