My Possessive Bodyguard's
SPECIAL CHAPTER 3

It hurts, mama...

"Darling, I'm sorry if things go wrong" Valerie pinta took a deep breath. Her hand reached her husband's jaw gently, accompanied by a constant sense of guilt that haunted him.

"Don't talk weird, I'm always by your side. Sir please hurry!" victon said with a trembling tone.

The atmosphere in the car is getting tense. Zoeya, who had been talking to her parents on a long-distance call, made things worse. Although the mother and father could not attend, the best prayer always accompanied the child wherever he was.

Arriving at the hospital, Valerie complained about her nearly broken waist. The pain is infinite and keeps reappearing.

"Lookin?" ask her husband while rubbing his stomach.

Although it did not lessen the pain she felt, Valerie nodded slowly. Giving birth normally was her wish after going through a long debate with her husband.

Anxiety and fear re-emerge, combined with an unbearable sense of mules.

Doctors and medical teams took immediate action. "Breath, follow my directions." said the doctor. Valerie took a deep breath and looked for ways to ease the growing pain.

In a moment, Victon choked with restraint as his hair and hands were targeted by his wife. "Why is his energy this strong?" Victon's complaint is in my heart. Though nothing compared to the wife who willingly bridged the birth of the successor family Ghaffari.

"Wah. wah emmmpp." Time goes on, but the pain is getting harder to bear. Sweat and blood mixed to glide, increasingly taking over Valerie's body. It felt like he wanted to stop in the middle of the road.

"Darling, don't sleep. Help me, you are strong" said Victon nonstop.

Every now and then, he wipes the wife's sweat and cheers her up with a kiss on the top of the head. The man even cried to see Valerie's weakened body. The doctors did their best, but only Victon could do it.

"For the sake of our son and I. Wake up, I beg you," he said sincerely. If he could, Victon would change positions and replace the pain of his wife.

"sickness..."

Hearing her husband endlessly cry out and pray, Valerie felt like she had to fight back. She took a breath, clasped her husband's hand tightly, and pushed with all her might.

"Yes, his head was peeking. Come on a little more...Yes!" the doctor said with passion.

Victon immediately showered Valerie with a kiss on a tired face while expressing her gratitude. Then, he suddenly felt lost for something as the cry of a baby boy echoed in the room.

"Congratulations Mr and Madam, the baby boy is in line with the initial prediction" said one of the nurses there.

Impatiently, Victon took the baby and hugged him tightly. He memorized every detail on the baby's face, the exact markings of the mother. "Thank you dear. I know you can.I love you," Victon whispered to Valerie.

It was gone all the pain and all was replaced when the baby's cry accompanied them. Mizyan Afzal Abbasy is a testament to their real love and is now their complement.

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"Mama leaves tomorrow. Oh, my granddaughter's good-looking," Nindi's mom said on their video call. Zoeya was no exception, who had since looked at the handsome baby without blinking.

"90 percent looks like her mother" Zoeya said in a annoying tone. At that remark, Victon immediately stared with a fierce gaze.

"Then anyway? For him every night, I'm only 10 percent?" victon then threw the spoon at his sister, but it was avoided.

"Don't be noisy Zyan's gonna wake up" Valerie said quietly. She alone was able to capture her husband's every emotion and calm him down.

"Baby boy, later if it's big don't be like your papa yes," said Zoeya while laughing.

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- To Be Continued