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12 The Birth Of The Virgin Mother

"You are unbelievable!" Richard commented, his voice echoing in the surroundings with a sudden gush of cold air freezing the place. Lilian could feel her heart entrapped in chaos as she gaped at his furious amber eyes, feeling a weight of thousands of pounds clamped to her legs. Not a word left her mouth until she saw him taking some giant steps toward her and snatching the crying baby from her authority. The father held his son close, checking his precious person for signs of injury with worry. His eyebrows furrowed in worry after seeing an alarming redness of the baby's forearm and wrist, and he looked at the culprit with bitterness.

Aiden's cries were getting strong enough to denote his pain, and Lilian felt sick for the poor baby. She lengthened her hand to take back the infant, touching his arms to carry him.

"Let me help him," she pleaded, begging the man who held more authority over that kid than her. Richard stepped back, increasing the distance. Lilian leaned over unconscious
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