LOGINThe De Santos family car moved slowly as it left the hospital grounds. That morning, the air felt cool, and the sky was bright, as if celebrating Giselle and their baby boy’s return home. Giselle sat calmly in a wheelchair, a thin blanket covering her legs. Her face was still pale, but her smile never faded.Leon stood right behind the wheelchair, his hands steady as he pushed it, as if afraid to let go even for a second.“We’re really going home,” Giselle murmured softly.Leon leaned down slightly so she could hear him clearly.“Yes. Home is waiting for us.”In front of them, Mrs. Hansel walked while carrying Richie Ricardo De Santos. The baby was sleeping soundly, his face peaceful, as if he knew he was returning to a place filled with love.“Slow down, Leon,” Mrs. Hansel said. “This mother of yours may not be young anymore, but I’m still strong.”Leon smiled faintly.“Mommy looks more excited than I am.”“Because this is Mommy’s first grandson,” Mrs. Hansel replied lightly.As the
Chapter 153Slowly, Giselle opened her eyes. The white light of the hospital room made her squint slightly. Her body felt exhausted, yet there was a warmth that made her chest feel calm.“Giselle?” Leon’s voice sounded gentle.Giselle turned toward the sound. Leon was sitting beside the bed, holding their baby boy. His face looked tired, but his smile was wide, as if he cared about nothing except the small figure in his arms.“Leon…” Giselle’s voice was still soft.Leon immediately stood and moved closer.“You’re awake. How do you feel?”“Tired,” Giselle answered honestly, then smiled faintly. “But… relieved.”Leon nodded.“You were amazing. I was really scared when you passed out earlier.”“The doctor said I was just exhausted,” Giselle said softly. “How is the baby?”Leon slightly lifted the baby in his arms.“See for yourself.”Giselle looked at the baby with teary eyes. The tiny face, the reddish skin, and the still-uneven breathing.“Our child…” she whispered.Nearby, Mrs. Hansel
Chapter 152Leon put on the special outfit for the delivery room, his hands trembling slightly. The mask covered half of his face, but the nervousness was still clearly visible in his eyes. As soon as the door to the delivery room opened, he saw Giselle lying on the bed, her face pale, her hair slightly damp with sweat.“Leon…” Giselle’s voice was soft, trembling.Leon immediately stepped closer, standing beside the bed. He took Giselle’s cold hand in his.“I’m here,” he said softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”Giselle nodded weakly, then winced as another contraction came. Her body tensed, her breathing uneven.“Ah… it hurts…” Giselle cried. “Leon… this hurts more than when I had Gesha…”Leon swallowed hard. His chest felt tight seeing his wife in that condition.“Look at me,” Leon said gently. “Look at me, Giselle. You are strong. You can do this.”He wiped the tears streaming down Giselle’s cheeks with his thumb, then carefully stroked her hair.“I’m sorry… I’m weak…” Giselle sobbed.
Chapter 151Time truly passed without being noticed.The days Giselle had gone through over the past nine months felt long, yet at the same time, so brief. Now, her pregnancy had entered the ninth month. Her belly had grown perfectly, a sign that the little life inside was ready to meet the world.That morning, the weather was bright. A gentle breeze blew through the garden of the De Santos Mansion. Giselle walked leisurely, wearing a loose pastel-colored maternity dress. One of her hands occasionally supported her large belly.Leon walked beside her, one hand always ready to hold Giselle’s arm, as if afraid she might slip or lose her balance.“Take it slowly,” Leon said. “No need to walk too far.”Giselle smiled faintly.“I just want to walk for a bit. My legs feel sore if I sit for too long.”Leon nodded.“If you get tired, tell me. We’ll go inside immediately.”Giselle had not yet answered when her steps suddenly stopped.Her expression changed.Her brows furrowed, her lips parted
Chapter 150The wedding party had finally come to an end. One by one, the guests left the reception hall with smiles and endless congratulations that had filled the air since earlier that evening. The hall that had once been full of laughter and music slowly returned to silence.Leon held Giselle’s hand as they entered the hotel suite that had been specially prepared for them that night. As soon as the door closed, Giselle let out a long breath.“Tired?” Leon asked, turning his head while still holding onto her hand.Giselle nodded slightly.“Very tired.”Leon immediately guided her to the soft sofa near the window.“Sit down first. Don’t stand too long.”Giselle looked at Leon and smiled faintly.“You’ve been bossing me around nonstop.”Leon crouched in front of her and carefully removed her high heels one by one.“I’m your husband now. A husband’s job is complicated—one of them is bossing his wife around.”Giselle chuckled softly.“You’re being excessive.”Leon did not respond. Inst
Chapter 149Time passed so quickly. That morning, the old church with its classic architecture was already filled with guests. Wooden pews were neatly arranged, decorated with simple yet elegant white and green floral arrangements. The atmosphere felt warm and solemn.Leon stood at the altar in a neatly tailored black suit. His expression was calm, although the look in his eyes could not completely hide his nervousness. Billy stood beside him, gently patting his shoulder.“Are you ready?” Billy asked in a low voice.Leon nodded.“More than ready.”Billy smiled faintly.“Finally. The cold Mr. De Santos has come this far.”Leon glanced at Billy briefly.“Don’t start.”Billy chuckled.“I’m kidding. I’m really happy for you.”In the front row, Mrs. Hansel sat with Gesha and Diego. Gesha looked restless, her eyes fixed on the church doors.“Grandma, is Mommy taking long?” Gesha asked softly.Mrs. Hansel smiled gently.“Just a little longer. Brides always make everyone wait.”Diego chimed i







