"My mother. You know she left me. She didn't care about me in the past. I was born out of a mistake. I did my best to keep the family together but did not have the understanding of the matters. In the end, that woman left us. She left me and dad for another man. We were nothing in her eyes. We were a mistake which she wanted to undo." A tear left his eye. "Everything fell apart. I used to blame dad for being incompetent......." he continued. "But I was wrong. I was delusional and short sighted. Dad did his best. I even saw him begging her to stay just for the sake of me. For the sake of me...." he choked on his words and Celeste patted his back. "He was willing to sacrifice himself for me and that is something I should be proud of. At least I had him by my side but unfortunately I kept on pushing him away. I really regret it". He took a deep breath and wiped the tears from the face. "On the day of the accident, I met her coincidentally. She was trying to act like a good mother and I hated it. In anger, I don't know what happened and how I got into the accident." He paused, "I am sorry. After that time, I started to think of all the women as gold diggers. I judged you wrong". He was regretting it.

"That was a past Edwin. Let's get over it. At least you realized that you were wrong. Forgiving your mother is your choice. I will not force you. But you should talk to your Dad. He will be happy to see you changing and one thing more....." she held his hand and turned him towards herself, "I am sure of it and I promise that I will never leave you. Even if you will push me away I will not leave you. I will be stuck by your side." She smiled and he did too.


"I made the best choice of marrying you." He kissed her temple with the birthmark, "and I love it too". Edwin pointed towards her mark.

"Really!!! But you never told me before". She acted shy and he laughed hard at her cuteness.

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Carissa placed her head at his chest and hugged his waist. Noah ran his fingers in her smooth and silky hair while working on the laptop.

Only a month was left till the due date but they decided to keep the gender of a baby, a surprise.


"I can't get it. Why in the world are you so obsessed with your daughter?" Carissa asked while her finger roamed around his abs over the fabric of the shirt.

He thought for a while and his finger stopped working on the laptop's keyboard. "Daughters are always very caring towards their parents and I have heard people bragging about their daughters, how much they love them. Boys are such a nuisance and trouble makers "

Carissa giggled. "I know how hard you had made it for your mother in the past. You are just afraid. That your past will bounce back to you". She literally caught him red-handed.

Noah flicked her head lightly, "since when did you start to become so smart?" He questioned back.

"I have always been smart." She fumed. "How much will you love our son?" She was curious and deep down in her heart she really wanted to see his interaction with the kids and especially son.

"I will love him too. Obviously, I will be the reason for bringing him into the world but maybe I will be a strict father". He smirked.

"I really cannot understand your philosophies. Don't you dare to be strict with him". Like a typical mother she does not want anything to happen to her dear son.

"One more thing.." he smirked mischievously, alerting her senses, "maybe I will be more strict with you as you will have to work hard until the daughter is born." The strictness which he was talking about held another meaning and he really loved the blush on her face. Her reaction is the reason for him to tease her.

Carissa wanted to puke blood. There is no way that they can have a serious conversation. He always ends it in this perverted way. She quickly separated from him, and turned away trying to sleep.

"Don't be scared. I won't be so hard on you. I will let you have some rest too. And even if you will be tired....."

""Shut up. I am not listening to anything...." Carissa blocked her ears.

He laughed hard. Noah pretended to be caring but she can sense the glimpse of tease in his voice. He is really a warm blooded animal and never lets her win. When she thinks that this time the victory is going to be hers...... at the moment he places his trump card in front of her making her go speechless.

After a month.......

Noah was walking restlessly outside the labor room. The walls were sound proof but he can still hear her painful screams and each scream was putting him on the edge. He wanted to run inside the room and ease her pain but he felt helpless being unable to do anything for her. He wanted it to just end. Who thought it would be so painful and draining to give birth.

At the moment, he regretted telling her that he wanted more kids. He doesn't want anymore.

His mother tapped his shoulder, she wanted to laugh at his condition. He was not himself and she just loved this side of him, "From your face it looks like you are one going through labor. Don't worry everything is gonna be fine. It's normal".

"What's fine? What's normal, Mom? I never knew it was going to be so painful. I am not going to have more children." He just lashed out.

Esme could not keep a poker face. "Okay, don't be so emotional, consider it later. I hope you must understand the pain I went through for having an ungrateful child like you". His mother struck the iron when it was hot.

 He immediately placed his hand in front, and hung his head low, "I am sorry, Mom". He apologized for making her worried.

"It's okay as long as you understand".

He did not have the courage to go into the labor room with her that's why he was waiting here and waiting was more painful. Imagine if he went inside the labor room the world would have been turned upside down.

At the moment, the glass door opened and the crying of a baby could be heard and Noah ran towards her.

"Congratulations, it's a boy". The doctor said.

Noah could not believe his ears. It was such a bliss. No achievement can be compared to this feeling.

"Noah Congratulations, I am so happy for you". Esme hugged him and he received the congratulations happily but did not look at the baby yet.

"Can I see my wife?" he wanted to see her quickly and everyone felt odd about his reaction.

"Please wait for a bit. We have to shift her to the general ward. Then you can see her later." The doctor informed me.

In the ward after a while, Carissa was laying down and a fluffy small body was in the cart. She looked at him apologetically. "You wanted a daughter...." she did not know what to say but it was not her fault too. If he argues with her for such a thing, he will be really childish and cheap.

"It's okay. We will make him a caring man". He comforted her at which she smiled brightly.

"How are you?" He asked while putting the hair behind the crook of her ear. She looked pale, tired and exhausted.

"It was tough but I am fine". She replied.

"You did well". He kissed her forehead and patted the hand lightly making sure not to hurt her.

"We decided to see the baby together, right? You haven't seen him yet?" Noah asked. He wanted to see the son and they made a promise to look at the baby together. That's why he ignored him before. Of course, he loved the feeling of being a father of a son.

"Yes we did." She smiled, "I haven't seen him yet". Carissa informed him.

"Okay let's do that". He said and took the baby boy out of the cart and sat on the corner of the bed beside Carissa.

He looked so tiny in the embrace of his father but one thing was confirmed. The baby was going to be more handsome than the father.

"He is so cute and tiny". Carissa said while she rubbed his cheek tenderly with life. "He is." Noah agreed.

Noah had no words to describe the rush of feelings. "Are you happy?" Her voice pulled him back to reality while the baby was trying to hold the finger of his father.

Noah looked deeply in her eyes. "Of course I am. It is the biggest happiness of my life and more meaningful because you are my wife and the mother of my child". His eyes were dripping live while his tongue was dripping honey.

He pecked her lips lightly.