Emma Benson looked up, and because of the man's words, her watery eyes began to redden again.
"I feel the same as you do, just hoping the child is born healthy. Hopefully those two pills didn't have any effect..." She slightly furrowed her brows, her little face turning somber.
"It's okay, everything will be okay." The man lifted her chin, lowered his head, and kissed the corner of her mouth to distract her.
Emma Benson smiled, soon her mind couldn't think, and her arms proactively wrapped around the man's neck...
The two indulged for a while, then leaned on the sofa chatting, they talked a lot, including future life and the child's name.
The name naturally wasn't easy to decide, after all, it's their first child, perhaps even their only child. Walter Schmidt couldn't just randomly choose a name, he needed to think carefully.
