There He Is Again, My Ex-Husband (Julian and Amelia)

Chapter 1129 Pick Their Daughter Up

Despite their conflict, they concentrated on their daughter the moment they walked into the ward.

At the sight of the baby on the bed, Anya was on the verge of crying. Phil quickly held her in his arms

and comforted her.

"The baby is developing well in all respects and is already a healthy enough baby." The doctor smiled

and told them the good news. Then tears streamed down Anya's face.

Any parents would be overflowing with joy when knowing their premature baby changed from the dying

one into the healthy one. Their little girl must have gone to great lengths.

"Thanks." Phil was so joyful that his voice trembled. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

The nurse stepped forward and handed the baby to the two of them. "Come and hold your lovely and

beautiful daughter."

The doctors and nurses marveled at the beauty and delicacy of the baby named Christina Henderson.

Although the baby had only been born recently, doctors agreed that she was the most beautiful baby of

all.

Since Anya kept crying at the sight of their daughter and could not hold her safely in her arms, he

reached out and carefully took their daughter from the nurse.

Christina had bright eyes like her mother and would grow up to be a clever girl.

Despite the first time to meet her parents, Christina didn't cry like any other baby but curiously stared at

her handsome father with her beautiful eyes.

Holding the soft baby, Phil dissolved into saying tenderly, "Christina, nice to meet you. My honey."

The baby seemed to understand, giggling at him and shaking her fist a few times.

Seeing their intimate interaction, Anya kept shedding tears.

Noticing that she had been crying, he hurriedly handed their daughter to the nurse and stepped forward

to hold her tightly in his arms, asking in a low, gentle voice, "Why are you crying like this? Is there

something wrong with you?"

The nurse was speechless when Phil only cared about his wife and she had to look after their child at

this moment.

Anya blushed when being held in his arms in front of others and had to stop crying and pushed him

away. "Nothing. I'm moved to see you hold our daughter."

He didn't loosen her and comforted her. "You can cry in my arms."

He felt the same way and was also on the verge of crying at the sight of their daughter.

The nurse was confused about their talking but knew from his soft tone that he was comforting his wife.

With Phil's solace and the nurse standing aside, Anya finally stopped crying.

"I'm not going to cry. It's embarrassing," she murmured, wiping away her tears.

In Anya's eyes, Phil was so fickle. He was so indifferent towards her early in the morning and repelled

her deliberate flirting but now he was so tender.

She complained in her mind and got herself out of his arms to hug her daughter.

The nurse smilingly gave the baby to Anya and the latter compressed her lips and hug the baby.

As Anya's eyes turned eye-rimmed, she managed not to cry since she had to keep her daughter safe in

her arms.

"Chris," Anya said extremely tenderly.

She had never spoken to anyone in her life in such a gentle tone, which made Phil jealous of their

baby.

Christina just curiously stared at Anya with her big black eyes.

For a moment, Anya was thinking that her daughter had such beautiful eyes.

Noticing they got close to the baby, the nurse told them to get the baby to be discharged from the

hospital.

As Phil was ready to walk out, Christina in Anya's arms cried, leaving Anya at a loss for what to do.

Though knowing how to look after a baby, Anya was still flustered in the face of her crying daughter.

Holding her daughter, she looked at him in a panic. "What should I do? Why is she crying?"

Phil was amused and even chuckled. He put down the bills in his hands and gently took their daughter

from her arms and put her on the bed.

He lifted her diaper and said softly, "Honey, you don't want me to leave? Or should I change your

diaper?"

Anya figured out the whole thing and turned embarrassed, wondering why she forgot a baby would

express its needs by crying.

At the same time, Phil changed the baby's diaper. Christina stopped crying and joyfully hummed to

herself.

Anya guessed that the baby was hungry, and then took the bottle to prepare milk for her daughter.

Anya gave birth to her daughter prematurely and didn't have much breast milk now.

Phil snatched the bottle away, leaving her confused, and then he said full of love, "I do it. You look after

her."

Doting on her as usual, he naturally wanted to do everything for fear that she would get tired.

When Anya recovered herself, her hands had been empty, so she could only walk back to the bed and

look at her daughter.