Olivia remarked, “It should be around the same.” Jewel inquired, “How is the child doing?” Olivia replied, “I haven’t seen him yet, but I believe he should be fine.”
North held Olivia’s hand and said, “Mommy, I want to see him too.”
She agreed while bidding Jewel and the others farewell before heading to the clinic. The mother and son could hear the sound of a crying child even before entering. There, George tried various ways to soothe the boy in his arms, but he only made him cry harder. Olivia walked in and asked, “What’s wrong?”
George responded with the feeling of being exasperated by the inconsolable child. “I don’t know. Maybe he got so scared that he’s been crying nonstop.”
Although the clinic had seen its fair share of children, they hadn’t seen one persistently crying. Apart from being away from his mother, his continuous crying might also be related to the earlier fright he experienced.
When Blood Rose threw the child out, George was still monitoring the surveillance footage. He had to return to the clinic once patients arrived.
Olivia reached out to take the child, but North furrowed his brow and stopped her. He said, “Mommy, you already have a baby in your belly. If you hold another child, our little sister will get jealous.”
Olivia was speechless about their profound fixation on their little sister. They always referred to it as their little sister regardless of who was in her belly.
However, Olivia understood it was simply because North didn’t like it. North only accepted the Rogers siblings back then because he felt their genuine partiality toward her. Later, when he learned they were indeed her children, he overcame any lingering resentment that he had.
Now, North presumptuously assumed the baby in Olivia’s belly shared his thoughts, as this child had no connection to Olivia. Olivia chuckled softly. “I’m just comforting him. What if he keeps crying like this and ends up hurting himself?”
North still appeared unhappy, but after a moment, he reluctantly said, “T-Then you should talk to our little sister first.”
She reached for North’s head and tousled it. “Weren’t you eager to see him just now?”
North pursed his lips and displayed a look of disdain. He expected the child to be like those adorable, meek girls he saw in videos online, or at least someone as well-behaved as Blake and the others. But why does this child keep crying?
He secretly glanced at the child and found him quite unattractive. In short, he didn’t like him. “I don’t want to anymore. I’m going back.” He promptly ran back to the backyard after saying that.
Olivia watched North retreat and sighed helplessly. She then glanced at George. George chuckled. “Looks like he’s jealous.”
Olivia sighed. “Seems like it.”
He remarked, “Kids are like that. They’ll grow out of it.” She reached out and took the child from George’s arms while saying, “Let me give it a try.”
George had no other option but to let Olivia attempt to comfort the child. Perhaps it was Olivia’s maternal aura, or maybe the boy was tired from crying. Not long after Olivia took the boy from George, he stopped crying and eventually fell asleep in her arms. George let out a long sigh of relief. “He’s finally asleep.”
Olivia gently placed the boy on a small bed and covered him with a blanket. He asked, “What do you plan to do with this child?”
She answered, “I’ll hand him to the police department along with Blood Rose.” George frowned. “You’re handing Blood Rose over too? Have you given up on seeking revenge?”
A cold indifference flickered in Olivia’s eyes. “Even if we turn her over to the police, she won’t survive. I simply don’t want to dirty our hands.”
George nodded in agreement. “True, with her ending up in Eugene’s hand, she’ll be severely punished even if she doesn’t die.”
Olivia smirked. “I wanted to go there as well. I haven’t avenged Mason and Blake, after all. Maybe I should let her have a taste of some Tickle Powder and feel what it’s like to be tormented.”
George asked, “Then, why didn’t you go?”
She looked frustrated while sitting on a chair with her eyelids fluttering. “Eugene wouldn’t let me go there. He said I’m pregnant and can’t expose the child to my bloody side. However. I didn’t hold back from anything bloody when I was pregnant with North, but North is healthy, intelligent, and incredibly well-behaved now. Why can’t it be the same for this child?”
