Noah didn’t dare to let his gaze linger on her, so he went back to the couch.

Gwynn might’ve just given birth to her baby son, but she was refreshed once she had cleaned herself. Underneath the ceiling light, she lowered her eyes, looking absolutely spectacular. Staring at her adorable newborn, she said in a soft and affectionate tone, “His name will be Ocelotte. Ocelotte Sanders!”

“Quite a poetic name.” Noah repeated it and walked over to pat his newborn. “Let's make Hercules his nickname!”

Gwynn was mad now. “Noah!”

He chuckled and stared at Gwynn underneath the light. It didn’t matter how he looked at her, she was simply flawless. Gladys read the room and moved to another room. She closed the door so she wouldn’t have to listen to his ramblings later.

It was quiet in the ward. The only sound was that of Ocelotte suckling on his mother’s breast milk.

“Gulp… Gulp… Gulp…”

Noah was feeling a little restless, listening to it. He was sitting by the side of the bed when he shifte