Carrying The Villain's Baby

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Mrs. Jeon sighed. "How can I sleep?"

When she was pregnant with Jungkook, she had prematurely gone into labor. It had taken a day and night of pain before she finally gave birth to him. Looking at Ye Lisa, she was sure that there was more suffering in store for her daughter-in-law.

It was easy for empathy to develop between two women. As soon as she thought of her own painful experience in giving birth, she couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat for Ye Lisa.

Gradually, the orange glow of sunrise appeared over the horizon to replace the night sky. Dawn shifted to morning as the distant sun rose up and illuminated the earth. The skyscrapers' glossy glass walls reflected the bustling scenes below.

A ray of sunlight passed through the window and brightly lit up the hospital room. Ye Lisa felt half-blinded by the light and raised her hand to cover her eyes. She groggily said, "So bright..."

Jungkook got up and closed the curtains. When he turned his head to look, Ye Lisa was already fully awake.

"How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?"

Ye Lisa shook her head. "I'm okay. It doesn't hurt too much. Don't you have to go to work today?"

"My wife is going to give birth soon. Why would I go to work?"

A pretty good performance.

The hospital door opened, and Mother Jeon came inside along with Aunty Yue, one of the servants that was skilled in taking care of pregnant women. They were carrying several big and small containers.

"Lili, you're awake? How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Ye Lis shook her head. "Thank you, mom. It doesn't hurt."

"Oh you child, you don't need to thank me. The cooks sent over breakfast. Beichuan, you can help by feeding Lili."

Ye Lisa grimaced. "Mom, I'm not hungry."

"You still have to eat something even if you're not feeling hungry. Otherwise, you won't have enough strength when you're giving birth. Be good, listen to me, mom had the cooks prepare your favorite foods. Aunty Yue spent half the night simmering this soup for you. Take a few sips and bites at least. It's important to keep up your strength!"

Mother Ye had already said all that, so it wouldn't be good for Ye Lisa to refuse. Jungkook helped his wife sit up, then he fed her the soup, spoonful by spoonful, so that she at least ate something.

At around 10 AM, Old Master Jeon and the butler came to visit Ye Lisa. Once again, the chief physician patiently explained Ye Lisa's condition in detail all over again to put Old Master Jeon’s worries to rest.

Ye Lisa couldn't bear to see an elderly person like Old Master Jeon staying here to keep her company. It would be too tiring for him. After chatting with Old Master Jeon for a bit, she asked the old butler to bring Old Master Jeon home to rest.

However, Old Master Jeon stubbornly refused to go home. He said that he was healthy enough and insisted on staying in the hospital until the baby was born.

Nobody could persuade Old Master Jeon to change his mind, so they could only find a room at the hospital for him to rest in while they waited.

Over two hours later, Ye Lisa's belly started to hurt. A few contractions later, the attending nurse discovered that Ye Lisa's water had broke. She hastily wheeled Ye Lisa towards the delivery room.

Before entering the delivery room, Ye Lisa grabbed Jungkook's hand. She was hissing as she endured the piercing pain.

Jungkook leaned over so that his ear was by her mouth. He heard Ye Lisa quietly ask him, "Jungkook, will you wait for me? Will you really stay here to wait for me?"

Jungkook stared into Ye Lisa's eyes. His voice was steady as he said, "I will. You'll be okay. I'll wait here for you and the baby to come out."

Ye Lisa unwaveringly looked into his eyes as if she was trying to find something there that would convince her.

It was only a brief moment when their eyes met, but Ye Lisa believed him and her hand weakly let go of his. The doctor hastily helped in wheeling her into the delivery room. It was only when the doors to the delivery room closed and the light went on that Jungkook staggered a few steps back and leaned against the wall.

Old Master Jeon was sitting outside the delivery room, and there wasn't even a ripple of emotion on his face, but his tight grip on his cane exposed that he was deeply worried.

Mrs. Jeon clasped her hands together in prayer and kept pacing back and forth in the hallway.

The butler looked towards the delivery room from time to time. His expression was anxious.

These four people had different demeanors, but their moods were virtually the same.