Betty Starmount clenched her fists tightly upon hearing Xyla Quest's words, then just as quickly, she relaxed her fists before Xyla noticed anything.
She changed the subject and continued to act demurely. “Xyla, have you taken a bath? Shall I help you?”
Xyla shook her head. “No, I haven’t. Thank you.”
After that, Betty carefully helped Xyla with a bath.
Meanwhile, in the neonatal intensive care unit, several people adorned sterile gowns and went through a disinfection process before they followed Stanley Batton to visit his newborn twins.
The children were asleep, still looking pinkish and wrinkly.
From afar, they seemed so vulnerable and helpless, making everyone feel protective towards them.
Everyone seemed to well up with tears in their eyes when they saw them looking so vulnerable and helpless. One couldn't help but feel protective toward such tiny babies.
Sharon Lindt, especially, couldn’t resist crying as her heart ached painfully. “Oh my god! My grandchildren are so tiny, and they already have so many tubes connected to their bodies. All those monitoring devices… it’s too much!”
Wilson Batton, who stood next to her, teared up as well.
Even a man who had gone through a lot in the business world and never once broke down couldn’t stand it.
None of them could imagine how much pain the children were going through.
Most frustratingly, they might not even survive despite going through all that pain.
That was the fact that made them feel even more hopeless.
Watching nearby, Stanley wore a stern expression on his face, feeling like the temperature in the entire intensive care unit suddenly dropped past zero. The air felt frigid.
“My grandchildren, you must live on. I want to hug you both,” Sharon cried.
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