The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

Early the next morning.

When the doctor handed Jiang Duo the report containing all the indicators, he gripped the edge of the paper so tightly that his fingertips turned white, and he almost jumped for joy.

"In early pregnancy, a woman's hormone levels spike rapidly, making her prone to nausea and vomiting."

"During this period, you should eat more light and easily digestible foods. Once the hormone levels stabilize in the second trimester, the morning sickness will naturally disappear."

The obstetrician patiently explained to the young couple in front of him.

Jiang Duo nodded repeatedly like a primary school student listening attentively, and then asked about many precautions during pregnancy in great detail before taking Shen Ci's hand and walking out of the clinic.

The smell of disinfectant in the corridor was somewhat diluted by the morning light. Jiang Duo walked along the wall, carefully protecting Shen Ci.

Seeing his alarmed expression, Shen Ci said softly:

"Let's wait until the pregnancy is more stable before telling our parents."

She went online to learn more and knew that there was a risk of miscarriage in early pregnancy, fearing that her elders would be disappointed.

Jiang Duo, while keeping a close eye on the path he was walking on, agreed without hesitation: "I'll do whatever my wife says."

To take good care of Shen Ci, Jiang Duo quickly hired an experienced and top-notch postpartum nanny to be in charge of Shen Ci's daily diet and living arrangements.

He seemed even more nervous than Shen Ci herself, turning down many unnecessary social engagements and wishing he could stay by her side 24/7.

Jiang Duo deeply understood the meaning of the saying, "To hold something in one's hands for fear of dropping it, to keep it in one's mouth for fear of it melting."

The days passed quietly as Jiang Duo carefully observed them.

When Shen Ci was eight weeks pregnant, the two went to the hospital for a prenatal checkup again, and the ultrasound room brought news that they had not expected.

"The pregnant woman has two separate gestational sacs in her uterus, and both have fetal heartbeats."

The doctor pointed to the image on the screen and told them with a smile, "Ms. Shen is pregnant with twins."

"Twins...?"

"Yes, they are fraternal twins."

The doctor added with a smile, "Each baby has its own placenta and amniotic sac, making it a very healthy twin pregnancy."

Jiang Duo almost froze on the spot.

He stared blankly at the two tiny dots of light on the screen, then turned to look at Shen Ci.

She was getting up from the bed, the light from the incandescent bulb falling on her face, making her skin appear even whiter.

She was also looking at the screen, her eyes filled with surprise, tenderness, and an almost sacred light.

Jiang Duo opened his mouth but no sound came out. His eyes reddened unexpectedly, his gaze filled with extreme excitement and deep worry.

His voice trembled slightly as he gently grasped Shen Ci's hand, his eyes reddening as he said, "Wife, thank you... I will protect you and our two children."

The doctor smiled and reassured him, "Mr. Jiang, your wife is in very good health, and all her test results are within the normal range. You really don't need to be too nervous. Most mothers of twins can get through their pregnancies smoothly."

"Thank you, doctor. I understand."

Despite the doctor's advice, Jiang Duo's tense shoulders did not relax.

In April of the following year, Shen Ci checked into a VIP private ward two weeks before her due date.

Although it's called a hospital ward, it's more like a minimalist apartment.

The outer room is a reception area, the inner room is a ward, and there is also a small suite for caregivers.

Jiang Duo converted the ward into a temporary office, and his assistant carried thick stacks of documents and contracts back and forth between the company and the hospital every day.

Ling Shuyun comes almost every day.

She would bring her own homemade soup or a few picture books, sit on the sofa by Shen Ci's bed, and keep her company by talking to her to relieve her boredom.

That day, Xie Shuyun also came to visit.

She got married last year to Yu Xingye.

According to Xie Shuyun herself, she and Yu Xingye were both in the same industry, and their interests outweighed their feelings. However, the only thing that satisfied her was Yu Xingye's impeccable face.

While they were chatting, Shen Ci suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.

The contractions are more regular than they were a few days ago.

Shen Ci remained calm; she knew she was starting to have contractions.

Over the next few hours, Shen Ci experienced regular contractions and increasingly intense labor pains.

With difficulty, her cervix dilated to three centimeters. She endured the pain to the limit and was finally wheeled into the delivery room by the nurse.

As the pain-relieving injection gradually took effect, Shen Ci's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and she felt that she had finally come back to life.

A row of people sat outside the delivery room.

Upon hearing the news, Jiang Hexuan, Shen Xiaoming, and Lin Ruojin all rushed over immediately.

Jiang Duo sat on the bench, glancing at the time every minute or two.

The room wasn't hot, but beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

Why isn't Youyou coming out yet?

He asked the question almost every few minutes, his voice filled with anxiety.

Neither Lin Ruojin nor Xie Shuyun had ever had children. They looked at each other, unsure how to answer or how to comfort him.

The only one with experience, Ling Shuyun, walked to her son's side, gently patted his shoulder, and said softly:

"That's normal. When I gave birth to you, it took about ten hours."

"Fifteen hours."

Jiang Hexuan added casually from the side.

Ling Shuyun glanced at him: "You remember it quite well."

Jiang Hexuan couldn't help but recall the scene at that time.

Back then, he was just as young and anxious as Jiang Duo is now, pacing back and forth outside the delivery room, every second feeling like torture.

So later, no matter how much his elders tried to persuade him, he only wanted Jiang Duo as his child.

He dared not let Ling Shuyun take another risk.

He never wanted to experience that feeling of helplessness while waiting outside the door again in his life.

As time ticked by, Jiang Duo felt as if his hands and feet were no longer his own, trembling uncontrollably.

A surge of regret, almost overwhelming him, welled up from the depths of his heart.

Why does he want children?

Why should Shen Ci have to endure all this?

So what if you don't have children?

Even if he and Shen Ci only had each other for the rest of their lives, they would still live happily together.

Why did he let her lie behind that door, facing the pain he couldn't share alone...?

At five o'clock in the morning, just as the sky began to lighten, the door to the delivery room finally opened again.

"Shen Ci's family—"

Jiang Duo practically lunged at him.

He stumbled a bit and had to grab the door frame to steady himself.

My gaze passed over the nurse and landed on the hospital bed that was being wheeled out—

Shen Ci lay there, her face as pale as paper, her hair soaked with sweat and plastered to her forehead.

She looked so exhausted and vulnerable that it made his heart clench.

But the moment she saw him, she still gently curved the corners of her lips into a smile.

"husband……"

Jiang Duo stood by the bed, looking down at her, at her still flat stomach, and at her hair soaked with sweat.

Then, without warning, a scalding tear fell onto the back of her hand.

Then came the second drop, and the third drop.

He raised his hand to wipe it, but the more he wiped, the more there was.

This was the first time Shen Ci had ever seen Jiang Duo shed tears...