“She… gave birth?”

Upon hearing the infant's cries, Alex could sense that they were connected by blood, and it moved his heart instantly in a special way. It was a fascinating feeling.

It felt as if he was a brand new version of himself as if his life had continued.

He couldn’t care less about the changes within his golden core and rushed over. Instantly, he saw Zendaya, who seemed to be very weak. Her forehead was drenched in sweat, and her face was even covered in bloodstains.

In her arms was a tiny, fair-skinned baby, crying loudly.

He stopped in his tracks, not knowing what to do as the father. He approached them slowly as his eyes nervously fixated themselves on the baby girl.

He reached out his arms, but he didn’t know how to pick her up.

Alex touched Zendaya’s face instead, placing his forehead on hers and kissing her on the lips.

He could feel the pain she had to go through.

“How did you manage to give birth in such a short time? You must be tired, huh?”

“A little,