The room was thoroughly disinfected, and all the bedding was brand new. Atop the white nightstand was a delicate glass vase, in which there was a bouquet of fresh white roses.

It was much more comfortable than regular hospital rooms.

Brian walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat by the bed, without taking his eyes off Joanne for a second.

Joanne was still asleep while the nutrient solution kept flowing into her body through the infusion tube and the syringe needle.

Brian held Joanne's other hand. It was still very cold because of excessive blood loss.

He unconsciously wrapped her hand in his palms. He simply sat by the bed in silence, waiting for her to wake up.

It didn't mean that he cared nothing about their two newborn kids.

It was just that Joanne needed his company more.

Iris, Chris, and Freya were all staying with the infants, while he was the only one by Joanne's side.

Joanne had just been taken out of the operating room. He didn't want her to wake up and find no one beside her.

At least he was the one who would accompany her.

Joanne woke up earlier than Dr. Hans had expected.

After sleeping for less than an hour, she slowly opened her eyes. In a daze, she saw Brian's face and the infusion bottle that kept dripping.

Brian immediately noticed that. He held her hand and said in an anxious voice, "Joanne?"

Joanne sight gradually became clearer. She found that Brian was frowning like an old man who was enmeshed in worries.

She forced out a smile as she touched Brian's face with her pale, cold fingers. "It's all over. Why do you still look so worried?"

Brian was sure that Joanne had regained her consciousness. He held her hand more tightly instead of letting it go.

He bowed his head and gently kissed her lips with sincerity. "Honey, you have suffered a lot."

Joanne smiled as if nothing had happened.

Because of the cut in her belly, she didn't dare to move. She looked around the room and asked, "Where are the babies? How long have I slept?"

"Less than an hour."

Brian was about to tell Joanne that the babies were taken to a bath. However, the door was opened before he could utter a word. Freya rushed in and said,

"The babies are coming back. Aunt Iris and Chris will soon bring them here! They received a lot of check-ups after the bath. Now there is one left. It's called Ap..."

"Apgar." Joanne said, "It's an abbreviation of activity, pulse, grimace, appearance, and respiration."

"Yes, you said it. The test needs the blood from their heels." Freya's beautiful face contorted as she said, "They were just born. It's so cruel to draw blood from babies, so I left the place."

Freya obviously wasn't the only one who couldn't accept it. Brian also frowned at the end of her words.

Joanne noticed their frightened faces. She said, "It's a routine check that every neonate needs."

"I know, it will do good to the babies and their safety-that's what the nurse said!" Freya looked at Joanne and said with excitement, "The nurse said that the two little things were good-looking when she drew blood! The baby girl kept her eyes closed. Her elder brother fell asleep when he got bathed. He looked so cool!"

"The baby girl and her elder brother?" Joanne wondered.

Joanne stared at Brian in disbelief, both surprised and unhappy.

She had once said that she would like to have a baby boy and a baby girl. She didn't expect that her dream had come true!

She thought that Brian should have told her about it as soon as she became conscious!

Brian touched Joanne's head apologetically. "Sorry. I was too worried about you to talk about our babies just now."

Joanne tried to get up by pressing her palms against the bed. Brian stopped her and said, "The doctor said that you're not supposed to move around today."

"I want to see my babies." Joanne sounded excited.

She still felt tired when she woke up.

However, at that moment, she could even carry her two babies at the same time, let alone getting out of bed to visit them!

"I'll carry them here." Brian tucked Joanne in. "Wait a minute. Stay in bed."

As soon as Brian left the ward, Freya walked to the bed and bent down, beaming at Joanne. "You have suffered a lot."

"No big deal." Joanne grinned. "By the way, who do the babies look like?"

"The baby girl is still sleeping. I can't tell." Freya smiled. "But her elder brother looks like your husband Mr. Brian! He's a carbon copy of his father. He nabbed the beauty genes from Lambert Family."

Joanne gave her a brighter smile. At that moment, the door was opened. Brian and Chris entered the bedroom, each holding a baby in their arms. Iris followed them, beaming with joy.

Brian and Chris placed the infants on the bed and made them lie next to each other beside Joanne.

Joanne gazed at the two little babies in surprise and disbelief.

They were in the same baby clothes, wrapped in soft towels, looking smaller than she had imagined.

They had become infants in her belly, and they had finally come into the world. They would address her as mother and Brian as father, and gradually grow up into adults like them.

They were related to Brian and her by blood.

Joanne had wondered how to be a mother. At that moment, however, she knew that she wouldn't be bothered by it anymore.

The moment she saw them for the first time, she knew that she would have to always take care of them regardless of the winds and rains in life. She wanted them to grow up leisurely into sensible people and to witness the good side of the world.

She thought that she should do it because she was their mother.

"Joanne." Freya looked at Joanne and asked with a mysterious tone, "Can you tell who is the older brother and who is the younger sister?"

The baby boy was asleep. He looked like his younger sister as they both closed their eyes. The two infants were small in size, lying quietly beside Joanne, which made it difficult to tell who was the older one.

However, without even looking at them, Joanne pointed at the little one closer to her and said, "This is the baby girl, and the other is her elder brother."

Freya had wanted to make Joanne stumped but didn't expect that she would guess right. Freya was surprised that she could recognize them at first glance, for she hadn't seen her babies!

"It's amazing," Freya said in admiration. She asked with a curious look, "Joanne, how did you do that?"

Joanne smiled. "It's telepathy! You'll understand when you become a mother!"

Freya nodded and said, "Then I don't think I'll understand it soon."

Joanne touched the baby girl's tiny face. The baby girl suddenly stretched out her delicate hands. It looked like she was about to cry as if she was annoyed about being disturbed.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes with double-fold eyelids looked like Joanne's, dark and bright, filled with unique innocence that belonged to children.

If when her eyes were closed, she was like a quiet little princess, then she looked like an angel that had strayed into the mortal world when she opened her eyes.

If one took a closer look at her, they will find that her tiny face, delicate nose, and exquisite eyebrows all looked like Joanne's. The more she looked at the baby girl, the more surprised she felt.

Joanne found that she couldn't take her eyes off the baby girl as she gazed at her. It wasn't because her eyes were beautiful, but because the little one was also gazing at her as if she knew that she was her mother. She felt close to the baby.

Joanne turned her head and kissed the baby's cheek. Instead of showing annoyance, the baby girl raised her hand to touch Joanne's face for a while before she put it down.

It softened Joanne's heart. She smiled, feeling overwhelmed with a sense of happiness.

Freya was moved. "I also want to have a daughter..."

Joanne looked up at Freya with a smile. She motioned for her to tell Chris about it-He was the only one who could help her no matter if she wanted a daughter or a son.

Freya looked away, pretending that she noticed nothing.

Iris walked over and gazed at the two babies next to Joanne, with eyes full of love. "The most important thing now is naming them. We haven't thought of any names for the babies yet."

"Mom, didn't you think of one?" Joanne said, "Xinyi."

"Lu Xinyi?" Iris thought for a moment and shook her head. "In my days, the name might have been good, but it's too common now. I don't want to give my lovely granddaughter such an ordinary name."

Therefore, they had to rethink the names for both the baby boy and the baby girl.

Joanne winked at Brian as she drew her covers.

They had reached an agreement: she would be in charge of the physical labor-to bring their babies into the world; Brian should do the mental work-to name them.

Brian raised his eyebrow. "Do I have to name them both?"

"I'll help you." Joanne pondered for a while. "In fact, 'Xinyi' sounds good, but it may be a duplicate of others. Let's change 'Xin' to 'Xiang' and call her Romy. What do you think?"

As the poem goes, "Dan zhuang nong mo zong xiang yi". It meant "in plain or gorgeous dress, she looks her best". Romy was a wonderful name for a girl.

Freya raised her hand. "Although it's none of my business, I still want to say that I agree with it."

Joanne asked Iris, "Mom, what's your opinion?"

"That's good." Iris couldn't help nodding as she thought about the name. "It's nice."

"Yes!" Joanne looked at Brian with pride and said in a provocative tone, "Now the rest is up to you."

Brian squatted down. He looked at the baby boy next to Romy while caressing his face. A few moments later, he said,

"What about 'Aiden'?"

Aiden Lambert.

Although others didn't know whether the name had any special meaning, they all thought that it was a nice name.

They all concurred with the name. Joanne was the only one lost in her memories as she whispered the name in her heart...