Forty Six.

Seth grunted and turned around for what felt like the hundredth times. He even wished that he had installed some kind of soundproof between the wall connecting the two doors. But how was he to know everything would turn out the way it did when he has never been around where babies were brought up at.

At this rate, how was he expected to get any rest at all? And to think that he has a very importqnt business meeting to attend to in the morning?

"What the fuck is she doing that the babies are crying this much?" He grunted again and turned to the other side.

The wailing came again, a lot louder than before. He hissed and covered his ears with his pillow. Did that stop the noise from penetrating his ears? Nope. Not at all. It only seemed to be getting even worse and he was only a few inches away from cursing out loud. Perhaps, he should have let the woman stay in San Francisco with the babies.

When he couldn't stand the crying of the babies anymore, he got down from the bed with a loud g