In the operation room

The vein neurons matched under the microscope. A hand with rubber gloves turned the medical scissors to the nurse and sighed, "Sew the wounds."

Afterward, the doctor looked at the ECG monitor. There were some wavy lines on the screen.

The man on the table moved his eyeballs like he woke up from a long dream.

A silver gun was against his chest, "The materials in the birth control pills you give Avery, shouldn't you explain, Dr. Charles?"

His chest was in pain like something was pushing.

In the dream, he knelt on the ground and laughed at the sky. He said without any fear, "You should feel lucky that tons of people are interested in your woman, though you don't give a damn."

"You're asking for death."

"You think I'm afraid? I couldn't live without her."

"Really? I would like to try. You show interest in my woman? You wanna die, I'll make it happen."

"Then do it."

Bang

Beeping

The device beeped. The doctor stared at the data while the nurse recorded, "Body temperature, blood pressure, and oxygen saturation are all normal. Pulses are a bit weak..."

After she finished recording, she asked, "Will he wake up?"

The doctor took a torch, opened the eyelids, and said, "The donor's heart matched perfectly. I hope he can."

***

Three months later.

A baby's first crying went across the dark universe, and the long time to fall upon the earth like star sparkles from millions of light-years.

As the most impressive voice in the world came on the earth, there were surprises. What followed were sighs.

Suddenly someone said, "Avery? Come on, she had a hemorrhage. Emergent blood transfusion..."

Everyone was in a hectic state. No one noticed the woman on the bed, in a coma, moved her finger.

One of the nurses hurried to carry the baby out, "Congrats, Mr. Howel, it's..."

"How's she?" Evan stared at the nurse, eager to get an answer. She didn't give the baby to him but was shocked by his look.

He looked so tired and destitute. But his gorgeous look looked so condescending and majestic no matter what.

"She has a hemorrhage due to weak condition after a long coma."

Evan had no time for the baby now. He made his wife suffer so much. He had to hold back the urge to spank him.

But he still took one look. The eyes were not fully grown. The pinky cheek was wrinkled. Then he stared at her left cheek, "What's this?"

"the doctor said it's a birthmark. It'll probably disappear as she grows."

The nurse looked down at the baby. This was the most good-looking baby she's ever seen. She was like a little angel. But there was a long and winding scar like a moon from her eyebrows to her jaw. It affected her good looks.

Although she was just born and her face was not fully developed, she was bound to be a gorgeous woman from her big eyes, pink cheek, and long eyelashes.

Maybe she was too naughty, and the scar was her punishment.

It was a pity...

Evan ferociously frowned. The mark on the baby's face didn't look like a birthmark.

He took the baby over from the nurse. She was wrapped in a blanket. And she sweetly slept like she was still in her mother's womb.

Evan knew how to hold babies, and he was skilled at it. As he held the baby, letting the baby sleep in his arms, he gently opened the blanket.

"a girl?"

"yes. Congrats, Mr. Howel, it's a baby girl."

Evan smiled, "She likes a girl. We're having a girl."

Evan was so excited that he could dance. He was a different man from an indifferent look. He was so happy that he gently stroked the baby's face. As he touched the moon scar, he felt his heart cut. He gradually put away his smile, "Get me the best plastic surgeons."

He had to remove the so-called birthmark.

Tinder stood by lance. As he answered the baby, he looked at her. Evan finally had a baby, a baby of him and Avery...

He couldn't help crying. He witnessed Evan and Avery's ups and downs, and now they finally had a baby. But her face...

"Sir, may I hold the princess?"

Tinder was so uneasy. He looked at the cute face and couldn't help reaching out to hold her.

"Don't you have work to do? I'm the only man who can hold my daughter."

Tinder lowered his head in frustration. He suddenly saw Logan from Evan.

"Sir, the baby needs to be put in the thermotank for further observation."

The nurse reached out to hold the baby, but Evan wouldn't let her go. He held her tightly.

The nurse was so embarrassed. But Evan only lowered his head to kiss the baby on her forehead and finally gave her to the nurse.

He wasn't done hugging her daughter. If Avery wasn't still in the ward, he wouldn't be giving the baby to the nurse so fast.

After the op, Avery was taken back to the ward. After a long sleep, she was holding it well. But she was so feisty and lively when she was awake. She was so quiet now.

She was on the bed for three months, during which Evan kept her company and talked to her. He gave her a bath, slept next to her, and held her to the balcony for the sun. No one could replace him to do this.

Avery opened her eyes in a daze this afternoon...

Tinder ran to the bed after noticing Avery was awake, "Mrs. Hamilon, you're awake?"

Avery frowned and suddenly grabbed Tinder's hand-

"Evan."

Tinder froze, and he realized Avery was calling her husband after a while. He got off her hands, "Mr. Howel is talking to the doctor. I'll call him. I'll get him now."

Tinder almost cried due to their joy. Avery was finally awake.

"Tinder?" Avery was not fully conscious. She looked around in a daze and suddenly recalled the car accident.

A white truck hit them. She moved to her belly, subconsciously. She froze and touched it again. Then she wanted to sit up.

"The baby..." Was it gone?

Avery almost cried. The car fell off the cliff. Although Andrew risked his own life to protect her, it was a miracle that she survived.

But if the baby was gone, why was she alive?

She was poisoned. If she gave birth to the baby, it would die.