Pampered by My Secret Husband

”Really let go?” Lucifer gently stroked her soft little cheek.

During her pregnancy, her face had gained some flesh, and she finally didn’t look so thin and frail.

Fortunately, the two little babies were well-behaved and considerate of their Mommy, without giving her much trouble.

Sophie Sullivan snorted coldly, her usual arrogance shining through: ”It’s just a man, what’s there to be concerned about? Besides, what kind of man can’t I, Cecilia Branford, have? Why hang myself on his crooked neck tree?”

Lucifer gazed at her tenderly.

Sophie eyed him strangely, ”Lucifer, don’t you think I’m willing to have the child because I still haven’t given up on him?”

”How could I?” Lucifer chuckled wryly, shaking his head, ”This is your child too, it has nothing to do with him.”

Sophie snorted proudly, ”That’s more like it!”

She always believed that the two little babies were sent to her by her Mommy, seeing her loneliness.

Not just one, but a pair.

Her Daddy and Mommy had always loved her, and now they couldn’t bear to see her without relatives in the world, so they sent two little babies connected to her by blood.

Now, she had family again.

Time flies, and there was still a week until the due date.

Lucifer had sent Sophie to the Royal Hospital early on to enjoy queen-like maternity treatment.

Sophie leaned against the head of the bed, her heavy stomach already affecting her daily life.

Even taking a bath had become a troublesome affair.

Especially as the due date drew nearer, Lucifer was even more anxious about her bathing alone, insisting on arranging for a nurse to help her with it.

Sophie wasn’t pretentious; it was the last few days, and she didn’t want any accidents due to her own stubbornness.

The little baby seemed to know she was about to come out of Mommy’s stomach and had been uncontrollably excited for the past two days.

At all hours, stretching their limbs inside Mommy’s belly, kicking so that Sophie couldn’t sleep.

Indeed, a sweet burden.

The maternity ward was spacious, with not only the sickbed Sophie slept in but also an accompanying bed for relatives.

Lucifer slept on the accompanying bed, and the doctor and nurse were on standby 24 hours.

After a night of being tossed around, late at night, the fetal movements finally subsided and Sophie fell into an exhausted slumber.

In her dream, a sudden tearing pain directly woke her.

”Ah...” She cried out in pain, fine cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Lucifer, hearing the noise, woke up abruptly, turned on the light, anxiously came to her bedside, and held her hand, ”Cecilia, what’s wrong?”

”Lucifer... I hurt...” Sophie struggled to speak, suddenly experiencing another wave of pain.

She abruptly clenched Lucifer’s hand, and her whole body seemed to have been fished out of water, soaked her patient clothes with sweat.

”I’ll call the doctor immediately, Cecilia, hang in there!” Lucifer pressed the nurse button, and within one minute, footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Doctors and nurses streamed in, and Lucifer anxiously shouted, ”Quick, is Cecilia about to give birth?”

”Your Highness Lucifer, please calm down.”

The doctor reassured him briefly and began examining Sophie.

”The amniotic fluid has broken, send her to the Delivery Room immediately!”

The doctor and nurse quickly moved Sophie into the Delivery Room, Lucifer tightly gripping her hand, silently giving her strength, accompanying her all the way to the outside of the Delivery Room door.

The doctor stopped and said, ”Your Highness Lucifer, please halt, you can’t go in.”

Lucifer looked at Sophie, whose cheek had wrinkled in pain, and he trembled as he lowered his head, planting a kiss onto her icy back of her hand, ”Cecilia, it’s okay, don’t be afraid, I’m right here with you.”