The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2043

An older brother?

Aside from Nora and Stella, everyone else fully expected two boys.

'How is my wife?'

Anthony asked, acting as if he hadn't even heard the news of his son's birth. His entire being was focused solely on his deeply loved wife. 'Why isn't she out yet?'

'Mrs. Blair is currently in stable condition.'

The doctor assured him before turning back into the operating room. Inside, the medical team was methodically dividing tasks, preparing to deliver the second baby.

'Time, January 1st, 2050, 12:03 AM,' a nurse accurately called out the time of birth. 'Gender, female.'

'That's incredible,' a younger nurse remarked, glancing at the older brother's chart in awe. 'The brother was born at 11:58 PM in 2049.'

'They're only five minutes apart, but they were born in entirely different years.'

'When she grows up, she can brag that she and her twin brother weren't born in the same year, month, or day. How cool is that?'

'I've been delivering babies for years, and this is the first time I've ever seen something so magical.'

'Both of them are absolutely stunning.'

Under the effects of the anesthesia, Charlotte wasn't entirely asleep. Her mind remained somewhat lucid, catching snippets of the nurses' chatter.

'Mrs. Blair, congratulations on having both a son and a daughter,' the doctors cheerfully chimed in. 'From our initial assessments, both babies are perfectly healthy.'

Hearing that her children were safe, Charlotte weakly closed her eyes.

She was exhausted.

Truly exhausted.

'Mrs. Blair? Mrs. Blair...'

Seeing Charlotte slip into unconsciousness, her face turning a ghastly pale, the doctors urgently called out.

In a flash.

The operating room devolved into chaos.

Outside the hospital, the New Year's bells rang right on cue as brilliant fireworks illuminated the night sky over Cabinda.

An unknown amount of time passed.

The operating room doors finally opened again.

Seeing the situation.

Kenneth grabbed Emily by the arm. 'There are enough people looking after Lottie,' he stated firmly. 'We need to take care of the kids.'

'Right, right, right.'

Emily smacked her own forehead in delayed realization, looking thoroughly annoyed with herself. 'We absolutely cannot let our precious little darlings feel neglected.'

Robert and Patricia hurried over, peering into one blanket and then the other. 'They are so beautiful.'

Emily stood on her tiptoes, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the two tiny pink bundles.

She had originally assumed newborns would look wrinkled and red.

She never expected Charlotte's babies to be so fair and flawless.

They were adorably perfect.

It was enough to melt anyone's heart completely.

It was just a slight shame—how wonderful it would have been if one of them were a girl.