CHAPTER 64

JUDE HENRY

The joy in my chest was indescribable when I saw our third child. No, it's correct to say third and fourth because the twins are both healthy boys.

When Lynelle's condition was fixed, I was made to wait in the private room reserved for her.

While waiting to move her to her room, she was visited by my noisy friends. What else can I expect when they hear the news?

“Congrats, bro. You're too strong! Not one but two.” They all speak.

"Thank you, even though it's tiring to look at your faces. I'll just be patient.” I tease them.

“Stupid! You really had a bad attitude,” they said in response, to which I just sneered.

Mama came in and smiled at them.

"Good evening, Auntie,” they said at the same time.

"Good morning, too, son," Mom answered. They laughed, and it was morning. If I'm not mistaken, I brought Lynelle here at ten o'clock.

We looked at the door open at the same time. Two nurses push the hospital bed with Lynelle on wheels.

I immediately approached her and leaned in to