Secret Wealthy Marriage

The result of insisting on a natural birth was that, at this point, Avery Graham could drink soup very well and even sit up in bed, unlike cesarean delivery, where you have to lie in bed for two days.

"Bernard, come, take a look at our little girl, doesn’t she look exactly as you imagined?" Avery was no longer in discomfort, and Bernard’s mood improved too.

"Ha, my son is pretty good too." Bernard senior doesn’t resist Axel anymore. Although Axel wasn’t the daughter he had hoped for, as Axel grew cuter day by day and clung to him more and more, his fondness for Axel became beyond measure. The first thing he would do after coming home from work was wash his hands and hold his son, showering him with kisses, which even Axel found too much.

"?" Oh, here’s someone who says the grapes are sour because he can’t eat them, Bernard said with a smile, "Really? Well, my Lulu is the best, look at how chubby and adorable she is, just unbelievably pretty."

"Where is she chubby? She looks just like a lump of meat, all wrinkled and bumpy." Avery didn’t side with her husband at all and harshly struck Bernard down.

She was just speaking the plain truth, not trying to put Bernard down. How could a newborn look this wrinkly?

She remembered that when she came to the Hospital for a prenatal checkup during the late stages of her pregnancy, other people’s babies were not like this at all, but theirs was, which was really enough already.

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She even felt the baby was more wrinkled than Axel when he was born.