Chapter 69-Motherly Instinct

Caroline’s POV:

George’s crying startled me out of my tired stupor. Still lying in my arms, the baby’s little hands grabbed at my shirt, begging for something. His cries had snagged the attention of the newly hired nanny, who looked panicked and unsure of what to do.

“Oh, come here, little George,” she cooed, reaching out with open arms to take the baby from my hands. “I’ll take care of you.”

The nanny’s offer of care only seemed to trigger George to wail more. He buried his wet face into my chest, hiding away from the nanny. His decision was clear; he wanted to be with me.

His cries triggered something instinctual in me, and so without hesitation, I did what only came naturally: be a mother. I began to coax him down from his crying fit with soft words and gentle rocking, which seemed to calm him down some.

William must have been woken up by George’s fit of crying, because he soon trudged down with a stretch and a tired yawn. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his eyes landing on me and Georg