Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1631

Only when that piercing cry struck his eardrums and the midwife announced they were safe did James's hyper-extended nerves finally begin to slacken. Only then did he tear his gaze away from Emmy's face and look toward the little creature in the midwife's hands. Still attached to the umbilical cord, completely red, and crying at the top of his lungs. In that instant, a rim of red quietly crept into his eyes.

The midwife approached with medical scissors, asking softly, "Sir, would you like to cut the young master's umbilical cord yourself?" It was a rite of passage almost every father opted for if given the chance.

Yet, James suddenly looked away, his eyes returning to Emmy lying on the bed. Looking at her hair, utterly drenched in sweat, and her pale but smiling face, a scalding tear broke free from his reddened eyes without warning. It landed perfectly on the back of Emmy's hand, searing her heart.

He bent down, his towering frame looking entirely soft and reverent in that moment. Bowing his head, he pressed an exceptionally cherished kiss against her sweat-dampened forehead. "Thank you, darling. You've worked so hard." His low, hoarse voice was thick with profound heartache and a barely perceptible choke.

Looking at his bloodshot eyes, Emmy felt a prickle in her nose. She smiled tenderly, her features radiating the pure glow of motherhood. "Go cut the cord. We won't ever have a chance like this again."

James looked at her deeply. He reached out, his thumb gently stroking her soft cheek. He meticulously tucked her damp hair behind her ear before softly replying, "Okay."

Turning around, he took the medical scissors from the midwife. Following her instructions, he cleanly severed the umbilical cord connecting the baby to the mother. The midwife immediately took the child away for a quick wash, wipe down, and weigh-in. Once everything was handled, the little one, swaddled in a soft blanket, was carefully placed beside Emmy.

It was truly miraculous. The little boy, who had been crying loud enough to wake the dead just moments before, seemed to instantly sense an exclusive security the moment he touched his mother's body. His cries gradually weakened until they stopped entirely. Only his little red mouth continued to move unconsciously, smacking over and over as if searching for food.

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