Waylon Lewis's brow twitched violently, his eyes full of unease, "Really?"
"Mm, really, but don't get excited yet. Baby is still in the incubator because of the premature birth, so you can't see him now, but you will soon."
Waylon Lewis's eyes flickered, "Premature? What happened? You've lost a lot of weight. What did you go through these past three months?"
Waylon was more concerned about what had happened to her during these months.
Hope Williams lightly bit her lip, looking at him silently, her eyes trembling slightly.
Waylon frowned increasingly, feeling that something must have happened to Hope; otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed away, and her body wouldn't be so thin. This was an abnormal weight loss.
Seeing Waylon grow more anxious, Hope's eyes gently trembled, "Something did happen, but fortunately, I managed to get through it without danger, and the baby is fine, so don't worry."
