Henry Armstrong gazed at Georgie Clementine incredulously. “So what if you’re an adult? I had to be here to look after you, too, even if it was a natural delivery. I witnessed everything you went through inside that delivery room. How could I not worry about you?
“Our baby will be fine since he has nurses to look after him. I was planning to see him after you’ve woken up. People always hope to see their loved ones by their side when they wake up in their weakest moments. Wouldn’t you feel uneasy if I wasn’t around then?” he explained.
Georgie felt warm in her heart once again after hearing what he said, recalling how he'd acted in the delivery room and how he was behaving now.
She knew that she had married the right person as this man genuinely loved and appreciated her.
Her life felt complete by meeting a man like Henry.
“All right, that makes sense, too," she admitted with a sigh. "Let’s not argue about such things. Take me to see our baby now, please. I must see him.”
He knew how determined she was from her insistent tone, so he sighed helplessly and raised his hands as an act of surrender. “Fine, whatever you say, okay? Georgie, I don’t know what to do with you.”
With that, he went to retrieve a wheelchair before carrying her carefully into it before wheeling her over to see their son.
“You just won’t listen to me. You’re making yourself suffer,” he kept complaining in a lowered voice the entire way there. “You shouldn’t be out and about in such conditions. You should be in bed, don’t you know that? What if you hurt yourself? Hmm?”
His voice sounded clear despite his hushed tones along the deserted walkway.
She couldn’t help but smile when she heard his mutterings. “All right, stop nagging, old man, or people might think you’re my father.”
“Why can't I nag when you’re not taking care of yourself?”
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