When Xie Jinghao opened her eyes, an hour and a half had passed. She blinked and looked at Lu Jiasheng, who was lying next to her bed. She moved her fingers slightly.
"Jiasheng!"
"Jinghao, you're awake—you finally woke up. You scared me to death just now. Thankfully nothing happened to you. Wife, we will never have another child again, never, nothing is more important than you, wife."
Lu Jiasheng, with red-rimmed eyes, held Xie Jinghao's hand, his voice choked with emotion. When he sent Xie Jinghao into the delivery room, he could barely stand, his mind involuntarily filled with lots of terrible thoughts. If Xie Jinghao were gone, he would not be able to properly raise the children by himself. It would be too pitiful for the children to lose their mother. Would he have to find another wife in the future?
What if the new wife abused his children?
