Chapter 49 Dreadful Memories

As I feed Evan, Giana’s cries fill the room.

I reassure her with a gentle smile, “Don’t worry, my sweet princess. Mommy will be with you in just a moment.”

However, her cries become louder, and as I place Evan beside me to pick up Giana, he also begins crying.

I grumble, “Here you both are crying and look how peacefully your daddy is sleeping.”

“Wake up, husband.” As I shout, shaking Steve, they both stop crying for a second to cry even louder.

He stirs from his beauty slumber, blinking his eyes open in confusion.

“Wake up, husband,” I repeat, giving him a gentle shake.

As he fully wakes up and sees our wailing babies, a look of mild panic crosses his face.

“What’s happening?” He asks, still half-asleep, rubbing off his eyes.

He looks so adorable. Stop admiring your husband and focus on your babies. They are crying. I chide myself.

“Both of them decided to have a crying concert, and you were the only one not participating.” I tease, trying to lighten the mood despite the chaos.

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