"Mm." Joanna Lawrence clenched his hand, "I'll leave everything to you."
Ashton Heath squeezed her hand, smiling slightly, "Silly girl, why so polite with your own husband? I'm going in now, you wait outside and relax."
"Mm."
Ashton comforted her and then turned around to enter the Operating Room.
The other medical staff followed one after another.
A moment later, the door of the Operating Room closed.
Joanna went back to Madam Heath's side.
Madam Heath must be worried too, holding a string of Buddha Beads in her hand, silently reciting some prayers.
There was also concern on Damien Heath's face, glancing at the Operating Room from time to time.
Jeremy Lawrence is the child that his beloved woman left for him.
He was the fruit of their love.
He had already lost her.
Nothing could happen to their child now.
Next to Damien, Lady Delilah also lifted her head to look at the Operating Room, her face tight, her eyes cold, and one hand clenched tightly at her side.
