The Adorable Twin’s Sticky Daddy novel Chapter 492

Although Doris had always been a strong woman, this time, the seething pain had seemed to evaporate all the fierceness in her. Her body felt like it was being torn apart, it was just unbearable.

"Just a little more! We'll be in the operating room soon. You'd better endure the pain; otherwise, you'll have a C-section," Nancy comforted, hoping that her friend could endure much longer.

With a distressed look, Doris eyed her and asked, "Will you go with me?"

"You don't need me there. Jay will be with you." A reassuring smile crept on Nancy's lips as she caressed Doris' hair.

"What?! But I don't want him to be there." Obviously, Doris felt utterly embarrassed to give birth while a man watched her.

She had seen videos of birthing women, and they were really awkward and perplexing.

"You'll be more relieved to have him by your side. Don't worry."

As soon as Nancy finished her words, the car halted to a stop, signaling that they had finally arrived at the hospital.

"Okay, I'll go with you.” Although Jay agreed, deep down, he was slightly worried and scared. He didn't know if he could bear to see Doris wincing in so much pain.

However, as the father of their yet-to-be-born child, he should overcome his anxiety and accompany his wife in the delivery room.

"Alright. Let's go." Doris nodded and struggled to get out of the car.

With utmost urgency, the nurses pushed her through the corridor and into the delivery room while she clung on her swollen belly.

Then immediately, Jay changed into the required sterile protective suit and walked in with gloves.

At the same time, Nancy waited outside, pacing back and forth.

Although the operating room was quite soundproof, she could still faintly hear Doris's painful cry.

And as she listened to her friend wail in pain, Nancy couldn't help reminisce the time she gave birth to Bobby and Nadia.

Unlike Doris, she was all alone with no man to hold her hand as she whimpered and sobbed with the pain. It was a time she hoped not to experience ever again.

Almost an hour past before a high-pitched cry blared from the delivery room. Finally, Doris had given birth to a baby boy, who looked exactly like Jay.

Perhaps it was because he was too nervous, but as soon as Jay walked out, he spurted a vomit while tightly holding on to his stomach.

"Are you okay?" Nancy asked with concern as she walked up to him.

'Tm fine. I just feel nauseated after seeing how hard it is for a woman to give birth. It's too painful! All I wanted to do back there was bare the pain for Doris. How could women go through all that? Jay panted continuously as beads of sweat gathered on his forehead. The poor man felt as if he was backed in a corner with no other choice but to watch his pitiful wife wail in so much pain.

Seeing as how helpless Jay looked, Nancy gently patted his back and said, "Well, that's just the nature of being a woman. Giving birth might be the most painful thing in our lives, but it is also the most rewarding. Come on, don't overthink. It'll just mess up your head."

"Oh god, no." A wry smile crept on the man's face as if another nightmare had come to torture him more.

Unfortunately for him, Nancy really had the lips of a prophet. Because soon after, Jay felt his head whirling like a pool, almost sending him to a brink of a psychological breakdown.

After a while, he got back to his feet and settled the remaining things in the hospital. Then, he named the baby Ace while Doris lay in the hospital bed, sleeping all day to recuperate.

Meanwhile, Nancy busied herself in clothing and settling the baby with a quilt on its tiny bed. Doris' breast milk hadn't come down yet, so the former went ahead to the supermarket and bought powdered milk instead.

When Doris finally woke up, she found Ace nestled in Nancy's arms, sipping the milk with his eyes closed and tiny arms hanging in mid-air.

And as the former watched her friend take care of her son, Doris tried her best to recall every detail of their college life in her memory.

Although most of it was blurry, she was thankful that none of it was no longer bleak in her mind.

"Thank you, Nancy," she uttered sincerely amidst her frail voice.