The nurse saw Chase rushing in, and smiled and congratulated him, but Chase didn’t even look at her, and rushed towards Ava, “Ava!”
It doesn’t matter whether Ava gave birth to a boy or a girl, and he doesn’t worry about what the child looks like.
Pounced to Ava’s side, grabbed her hand, bent over and kissed her sweaty forehead gently, “Thanks for your hard work, my An’an.”
His move made Ava feel that in this life, no matter how much he suffered or suffered, it was worth it.
In his heart, he cares the most, he loves him the most, not just talking.
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