When Henry Armstrong entered the VIP ward, he felt as if he’d just returned from hell as the memories of what happened a while ago made him sweat all over.

Although having a newborn was worth celebrating, he couldn’t bring himself to feel happy just yet.

He didn’t even have a proper look at his baby because his eyes never left Georgie Clementine at all.

After arriving at the ward, most nurses left to take care of the baby, leaving only a few others behind to help move Georgie onto a bed with his assistance.

He remained silent as he sat next to her rigidly, holding one of her cold hands and gazing at her pale face.

His heart ached upon recalling everything she had suffered through earlier.

He vowed never to get Georgie pregnant again so that they would only have to live through this experience once.

Soon, the doctor attached her other hand to an anti-inflammatory drip and then launched into a brief explanation about both the mother's and child's conditions and anything worthy of