As I reached the mansion, I could feel the air and smell of the garden and all that. I missed home, I stepped out from. Garden after John carried the child gently from my arms.
I realised Diana did not even Congratulate or wish me but never mind it’s not part of my concern.
As we stepped into the grand mansion, the maids couldn't hide their excitement, beaming with warm smiles at the sight of our newborn daughter. But I was cautious, my maternal instincts on high alert. I didn't allow John to hand our child over to anyone, not even the eager maids. Instead, I walked upstairs with him, he was cradling in his arms.
Once we reached our lavish bedroom, John stood by my side on the bed, his eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you for giving me such a beautiful girl," he said, his voice fille
