Angeline said, "Their eyes are bigger than your son's, their noses are taller than your son’s, and their faces are smaller..."
Jay looked at Zayne and Angeline who were busy discussing the appearance of the newborn and felt even more disappointed.
Angeline sensed that Jay was upset. She handed the baby to Jay. "My love, it's your turn to carry him."
Jay was not interested in the baby and said, "Zayne should carry him."
Zayne stretched out his hand, but when Angeline handed the child to him, he quickly drew back his hands. He said bitterly, "I, I... I can’t hold him.
Angeline, you should hold him. I don’t know how to hold such a cute little boy."
Jay stood up, stuffed the baby into Zayne’s arms, and said, "This is your son. You have to learn how to hold him. Josie is going to be resting for the time being and Angeline is weak. No one will be here to help you hold the child. If you don’t hold him, who will?"
Zayne seemed to be petrified. He pitifully begged Jay,¹ Sir Ares, please don’t. I admit that I haven't been the kindest to you, but don't retaliate against me now. I
beg you, please help me hold the baby. Hurry up, or the baby might fall! Oh my God, why is his head so soft..."
Jay jokingly said, "You want me to hold the baby for you? Okay, call me 'Daddy'."
Zayne said without a trace of shame, "Daddy, Papa, sir..."
Angeline looked at the two naive men silently.
Jay took the child. Zayne found that his hands were a s rigid as iron.
"What's the kid's name?" Jay asked.
Zayne said, "I haven't thought about it yet."
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