Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 602: First-Time Parents (1)_1

After Julia Bluen left the delivery room, she fell asleep.

Glades Horne stayed by her bedside. Seeing her deeply asleep, his heart couldn't help but ache again. He liked children, but he hadn't known childbirth was so painful for women. When she came out, her complexion was sallow and her hair disheveled; he knew how much pain she must have just endured. He even saw that her full, red lips were bitten and marked.

"Julia, one child is enough for us," Glades Horne said huskily. Even though he really wanted a son and a daughter, he couldn't bear to let her suffer again. One child was enough.

Julia slept soundly and didn't hear his words.

Gazing at his beloved wife's exhausted form, Glades Horne stopped murmuring to himself, afraid of waking Julia.

The hospital invested in by Valence Group would only be operational in another half a month. He had initially thought the hospital would be ready by the time Julia gave birth, imagining his beloved wife could deliver their child in their own facility. However, man proposes, God disposes; the procedures and paperwork required to open the hospital were more extensive than anticipated, exceeding his projected timeline.

After watching over her for a while, Glades Horne finally stood up and left the Maternity Room. His bodyguards and Julia's two other bodyguards were standing in the hallway. Seeing him emerge, the four bodyguards hurriedly called out in low voices, "Young Master."

"The Young Mistress is asleep. You all stay here and keep a close watch."

"Yes, Young Master," the four bodyguards responded in unison.

Glades Horne then headed towards the Nursery Room.

He hadn't had a proper look at his son yet.

He had thought it would be a daughter; he'd been hoping for one for ten months, but it turned out to be a son. Well, a son was a son. After all, the child was his and Julia's, and he would love and cherish him just the same.

The relatives from both families were no longer in the Nursery Room. They had been asked to leave by the medical staff, who explained that too many people might disturb the other babies.

So, when Glades Horne entered the Nursery Room, only medical personnel were inside.

Seeing him come in, the medical personnel didn't say much, just smiled and congratulated him. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Returning a faint smile to the medical personnel, Glades Horne tiptoed to his son's small cot. The baby was asleep. It was still difficult to tell whom the tiny, adorable face resembled more, but undeniably, the baby was beautiful. This fact made Glades very proud.

He reached out cautiously and awkwardly lifted the baby, unable to stop himself from exclaiming softly, "So light, so small, so soft! It feels like I'm barely holding anything."

"Mr. Horne, all newborns are like this. No one is born an adult," a medical staff member replied with a smile.

Glades Horne didn't reply, but a flicker of embarrassment crossed his handsome face.

Lowering his head, he gazed tenderly at his son.

Only now, holding his son, did he feel that everything was real.

He was a father! He really was a father!

Julia had given him a son, a very beautiful and healthy son. The joy of first-time fatherhood surged through him like a tidal wave, overwhelming him completely. Unconsciously, a gentle, paternal smile spread across his handsome face.

Parents, no matter how strict or indifferent they might usually be, unconsciously reveal their gentlest, most loving side when faced with their own children.

Lifting the baby a little higher, he gently pressed a kiss onto the baby's small cheek.

The baby slept soundly, undisturbed by his kiss.

Unable to resist, he kissed him again.

Then he tried to put his son back in the crib. But his movements were too clumsy, and his hold on the baby had been incorrect. A medical staff member took the child from his hands and skillfully laid the baby gently back down in the crib.

Seeing the staff member's skillful movements and realizing he couldn't even manage to place the baby back in the crib properly, CEO Horne, a man accustomed to calling the shots in the outside world, felt another flash of embarrassment cross his face.

He then walked over to his nephew's cot. Standing by the small bed, he looked down at the little fellow who wasn't asleep yet.

Except for his eyes, which resembled Adele's, the little fellow didn't look much like her otherwise.

The little fellow's bright, dark eyes also gazed up at Glades Horne. Lying on his back, he naturally had to look up. Uncle and nephew made eye contact. Glades Horne couldn't help but smile; his nephew, whose father was still unknown, was very cute.

"With your uncle here, neither you nor your mommy will ever be bullied," he said softly to his little nephew, as if making a vow.

The little fellow couldn't understand his words, of course; his eyes just kept darting around.

After a few minutes, Glades Horne left the Nursery Room and returned to the Maternity Room to stay by his beloved wife's side.

Outside, darkness had long since fallen; it was already nine o'clock at night.

The night sky was dotted with myriad stars, and a crescent moon hung high above, its faint light spilling over the land like flowing water.

Unlike Julia, Adele Horne was not deeply asleep. She lay with her eyes open, staring at the white hospital ceiling, while her parents sat by her bedside.

"Adele, you must be tired. Try to get some sleep," Mila Anderson said, gently smoothing her daughter's hair, her voice full of compassion.

Adele Horne looked at her mother and suddenly asked, "Mom, does the baby look like me?" At twenty-three, she was a mother. It felt like a dream.

Mila Anderson's smile stiffened slightly. Although it was a time of double joy, her heart leaned more towards her grandson. As for Adele's son, she had only glanced at him a couple of times and hadn't held him.

"The baby doesn't look like me, does he?" Adele continued to press.

"Adele, you should rest now. Newborn babies mostly look the same; it's hard to tell who they resemble yet. We'll be able to see more clearly when the child is a bit older," Gian Horne said affectionately from the side. At this moment, he was the picture of a doting father. He didn't share Mila's complicated feelings; he was simply happy. Having become both a paternal and a maternal grandfather at the same time, he was overjoyed. Besides, both babies were so adorable, and he loved them both.

"Your father's right. You're still weak, so rest well. Tomorrow, Mom will bring the baby over for you to see," Mila Anderson said, following her husband's lead with a smile.