Joyce looked up, "Does he still want to drink?"
"Madam, feeding on schedule makes it easier for babies to digest," Mrs. Powell said respectfully.
"Oh, alright," Joyce didn't say anything more.
Indeed, Wilson was no longer continuously unhappy. After drinking milk, he stopped crying and looked around with his eyes wide open.
"Let me hold him," Mrs. Powell said, "Madam, you just gave birth and shouldn't exert force on your arms. Let me pat the baby's back to prevent spitting up."
At this moment, Mrs. Hurley spoke, "Yes, babies need to be burped after drinking milk, so they won't spit up easily."
"Okay," Joyce reluctantly handed Wilson to Mrs. Powell, "I'll go check on Cullen."
Just as Mrs. Powell took Wilson, unexpectedly, Wilson started crying loudly again.
Mrs. Powell was puzzled, was she not holding him properly? It couldn't be, she was a professional, right?
Mrs. Hurley was also confused, "Strange, he was held perfectly, why is he crying?"
"Is the baby shy?" Mrs. Brown chimed in, "Let me try."
Mrs. Powell handed the baby to Mrs. Brown.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Mrs. Brown took him, Wilson cried even louder, his little face turning red.
Helpless, Joyce quickly took Wilson back into her arms. Surprisingly, Wilson immediately quieted down and stopped crying, even sucking on his thumb cutely.
Mrs. Powell marveled, "This child can recognize people. My goodness, so young yet so discerning. He will be remarkable in the future."
Joyce also found it strange. Some said babies recognize people because of the scent of their mother's milk. But she didn't have milk. When Luther held him earlier, Wilson didn't cry either, so why now?
Cecelia, holding Cullen, walked over and curiously looked at Wilson, "What's wrong? Let me hold Wilson."
"Okay."
Joyce and Cecelia exchanged the babies, with Cecelia holding Wilson and Joyce holding Cullen.
After drinking milk, Cullen seemed especially energetic, showing signs of wanting to struggle out of his swaddle.
Joyce widened her beautiful eyes, "Cullen is so strong, I'm afraid I can't hold him. I didn't feel this when I held Wilson earlier."
Wilson, in Cecelia's arms, made no objections and instead, his dark eyes seemed to be fixed on Cecelia.
Everyone became even more curious.
So everyone took turns holding Wilson, one by one.
Lastly, they discovered.
Only Joyce, Luther, Cecelia, and Jane could hold Wilson. Others couldn't, as he would cry immediately if they tried to hold him.
Even Mrs. Hurley and Mrs. Powell, refusing to give up, tried again, but the second time, Wilson cried as soon as they approached.
Joyce rolled her eyes, "Wilson is selective, not everyone can hold him. He's quite picky."
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