Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 223

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 223

Cheng Yuxiu was taken to the delivery room.

Zong Qifeng paced back and forth in front of the door and stole a few glances inside, but all he could hear were Cheng Yuxiu’s painful cries.

Wen Xian walked over. “Don’t worry too much.”

Zong Qifeng turned around and looked at her, unable to speak for a long moment.

He longed for a good smoke to take his mind off things, but the posters on the wall telling him that smoking was prohibited forced him to suppress the urge.

The suffering continued for seven hours. Being a first-time mother, it took a much longer time for Cheng Yuxiu’s cervix to dilate.

“Ahhh!”

Suddenly, a loud scream pierced through the air, followed by the cries of a newborn baby.

Zong Qifeng’s eyes lit up. “Is she done?”

Wen Xian heaved a huge sigh of relief. “I guess so.”

After a while, the door to the delivery room opened, and a nurse came out with a baby in her arms. “The child has been delivered successfully at 7.20 A.M. on 21st December. He’s a boy weighing at 2.8kg.”

Zong Qifeng had been looking forward to this moment, but when it came, he didn’t know how to react. Instead, he stood rooted to the ground.

Wen Xian came forward to take the child from the nurse’s arms. “Thank you.”

“This is our duty. The mother will be coming out soon,” the nurse said, before returning to the delivery room and closing the door behind her.

Wen Xian looked at the baby in her arms, her face filled with love. He was tiny, almost fragile-looking.

It was her first time holding a baby, hence she was very careful with it and it felt amazing. She walked over to Zong Qifeng. “Look, it’s your baby.”

It was still too early to tell who the child resembles, but he had a full head of bushy, black hair.

Zong Qifeng looked down, his face taut and his hands shaking from excitement. “Give him to me.”

Wen Xian carefully passed him the baby. “Be careful. He’s still very fragile.”

This only made Zong Qifeng even more nervous.

He took the baby from her arms and felt his heart thump against his chest. He’s a father now and this is his baby – it felt like a dream come true, yet it still seemed so surreal.

“He’s my baby.”

Wen Xian smiled. “That’s right. He’s your child, and your blood is running through his veins. You’re father and son.”

Zong Qifeng looked up. “I must thank you for making me a father so soon.”

He wasn’t making fun of her, neither was he being sarcastic – he was genuinely thankful for her.

Nothing could console the bitterness in him but this child.

At that moment, he could feel himself letting go of his past.

He continued to stare at the baby as he talked to Wen Xian, “I’ll let you go. Let’s get a divorce tomorrow.”

Wen Xian figured that he finally knew what he wanted.

“Are you crazy?” Wen Xian rolled her eyes at him. “My brother would probably kill you if he found out that you divorced me the moment the child was born.”

Zong Qifeng laughed too. Maybe he was really going crazy from happiness.

At that moment, the door to the delivery room opened, and Cheng Yuxiu was wheeled out of it. Her doctor came out as well with a smile. “Everything is fine. She needs to rest now, so let’s get a room for her.”

“We’re going to another hospital now,” Wen Xian said, taking the baby from Zong Qifeng’s arms. “We don’t have much time.”

Zong Qifeng gave the baby to Wen Xian before bending down to pick up Cheng Yuxiu, who was still unconscious. She was too tired after being in pain for the whole night.