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89 The Funeral 29

Now, the baby squirmed, and Sharon was attracted. She held her close to her chest, and gave her a peck.

“Mummy loves you, my Angel,” she assured the baby. Then, she handed her back to the midwife, who collected the baby at once.

“You need to breastfeed her,” the midwife reminded. Sharon simply said, “Not now. You can give her the infant formula.”

With a heavy heart, the disappointed midwife, who could not explain why she avoided that, laid the baby on the cot and prepared the formula. To her delight, Sharon spoke, “I can feed her.”

She placed the baby on her lap and guided her on how to feed the baby.

“Thank you, midwife,” she appreciated and fed the baby. The midwife observed her and noticed that she was happy with the baby. Then, Sharon requested happily, “Can I have my phone?” “Sure, you can.”

The midwife picked her phone which was on the shelf and handed it over to her. She collected it and appreciated before she began to take selfies with the baby.

“Wait, powder your face a bit.
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