Viola giggled and felt a sweetness in her heart.
However, she still asked Ormand to see their babies.
"Hurry up and go. I also want to see my babies."
Ormand had no idea but to get up and walk towards the nurse.
The nurse offered to introduce to him, "Mr. Hobson, this is your elder son, and this is your daughter."
Ormand only glanced at them for a moment, then he frowned and asked incredulously, "Are they really the babies of Viola and me?"
"Of course, you are in the delivery room and see the babies were born. There wouldn't be a mistake."
The nurses laughed.
Ormand, on the other hand, had a serious expression on his face.
He thought, Viola and I are both good-looking. Why are the babies so ugly?
Their skin is red and wrinkled. They are not cute at all.
Could it be that the virus in my body affected the babies?
The more Ormand thought, the more serious he looked.