The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 818 - 797: Does the belly need to be cut open again?

Chapter 818: Chapter 797: Does the belly need to be cut open again?

Although it was a bit unexpected at the start to have Lucas Sandy involved, the surgery was still very smooth and successful, and both children are doing well!

But Michael suffered so much!

Now looking at the pale, peaceful face on the bed, which had lost color due to blood loss, Michael Gordon recalled the scene from just moments ago and felt a profound sense of relief!

To have a person cut open alive, it was frightening!

"Drip drop!"

As he stared at that face, tears fell unexpectedly onto the woman’s pale face, and when Michael Gordon instinctively reached out to wipe away the tears on her cheek, Ivy Aretha’s eyes, which had been tightly shut, slowly opened, meeting Michael’s reddened eyes.

"Why are you crying, everything’s fine, isn’t it... the children?"

Ivy’s voice was very weak, and her throat still somewhat hoarse. Although she was well taken care of and the surgery had been a success, in the end giving birth had taken a huge toll on her energy, "Did something happen to the children?"

That was the only possibility; otherwise, why would this man be crying in front of her? In her memory, Michael was the kind of man who wouldn’t even frown if he were stabbed a few times or shot, so crying, for a man like him, was practically a miraculous event. Thus, Ivy instinctively thought something had happened to the children, and this thought alone made her own complexion change.

"No, no, Ivy, the children are fine, they’re right beside you sleeping!" Seeing his own expression had alarmed her, he quickly pointed to the crib beside him with two children sleeping, "Wife, I’m crying from overwhelming joy, and I feel for you, having birth was tough!"

What?

He felt for her, and then he cried secretly by himself while watching her?

"Where is childbirth not tough for a woman? Don’t be so surprised, you’ve been a father to three kids already and yet you cry. Be careful or the kids might laugh at you when they grow up!"

Ivy said with a faint smile, a warm smile crossing her pale lips, her gaze shifting from Michael’s slightly reddened eyes to the two sleeping children in the cribs beside the bed. The smile on her lips deepened, and then she asked again, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Without even thinking, Michael Gordon immediately replied with a question, "Which do you prefer, a boy or a girl?"

As he spoke, he leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"A boy!"

This time Ivy responded decisively, "If I gave you two boys to carry on the family business, then I wouldn’t have to exert myself over having children anymore. It’s tough being a wife in a wealthy family! Without a son, there’s no status!"

Michael Gordon: "..."

She had become the Empress Dowager of their family; the Gordon family’s life and death, his owning and slicing, were all in her hands, and yet she said she had no status—what then would count as having status?

"Wife, if you were hoping for two sons, I’m afraid you’re going to be disappointed!"

One son and one daughter, naturally, it couldn’t be two boys!

"So it’s two daughters?" Hearing that, Ivy spoke as if she were a deflated ball, sounding very resigned, "Then it seems my belly will have to be cut open once more, otherwise, our Bella will have to look after two sisters, what a hardship!"

Ivy Aretha genuinely wanted to have twin boys this time around and then call it quits, not because she favored sons over daughters, but because of the immense weight of the Gordon family fortune, which without a man, would entirely fall on the shoulders of a woman. Bella Gordon, being the eldest daughter and so sensible, would naturally take the initiative to shoulder the family business.

She truly didn’t want her precious daughter to go through such hardship and wanted to make up for the tough times she endured during those five years with her.

Being the eldest daughter was already set in stone, but having two younger brothers could help share the burden; if it were two younger sisters, Bella Gordon would certainly be exhausted. So, Ivy believed that no matter how hard pregnancy and childbirth might be, having a son was definitely a must!

Otherwise, what would happen when Michael Gordon and she got old?

They surely couldn’t leave the Gordon family to Roy Thompson, right? His family already had the entire Thompson clan to manage; looking after two families would be too overwhelming. Moreover, those playful childhood promises of marriage, how could those be taken seriously as the kids grew up?

"You need to have another C-section?" Hearing this, Michael Gordon’s mind was immediately filled with the bloody scenes from the operating room, and his body once again broke out in a chilling sweat, "No way, I won’t let you go through this again, this is the last time!"

"Why?" Ivy looked at the man whose complexion had suddenly changed, paused for three seconds before quickly realizing what was happening, "You can’t possibly have been traumatized by witnessing the caesarean section, could you?"

Michael Gordon: "..."

A grown man being traumatized, isn’t that embarrassing?

It seems it’s really quite embarrassing indeed!

"Cough, cough, I’m not traumatized. I’m just worried about you!"

"Honey, didn’t I tell you not to watch such bloody scenes? Many men who’ve seen it get scared by the bloodiness, and it leads to sexual dysfunction. Afterwards, when they get intimate with their wives, all they can think about are those gory images!" Ivy teased with a playful wink while she spoke, her smile pale but lively, "You don’t now picture such bloody scenes in your head when thinking about having kids, do you? You’re not going to end up like those men who saw it and now can’t even get it up, right?"

This man didn’t want her to go through childbirth again; it didn’t take much to guess that he must have been scared. However, having a son was something you could get used to after being scared the first time. This time, even though there were some unexpected events during delivery, she never felt nervous from the beginning to the end. With Michael by her side and the best medical team and doctors, compared to when she had no clue about anything while giving birth to Bianca, and the doctor was even found last minute, this time was no challenge for her at all.

Impotent?

He would become impotent?

The mere possibility of it made Michael Gordon quickly shake his head in denial.

"Alright, as long as you weren’t scared, that’s good. Since they are two little girls, you need to make sure they’re raised in wealth!" Ivy’s belief was always to be thrifty with sons and generous with daughters. No matter the financial circumstances, this principle should never change. Therefore, although Bella Gordon had experienced five tough years, her aesthetic sense and vision were in no way inferior to those girls who grew up in wealthy homes from the start, a princess through and through. This was not only attributed to strong genes but also to Ivy’s educational philosophy.

"Two daughters?" Michael Gordon looked at her, smiling faintly, and that hint of playing coy became even more apparent, "I’m afraid I might have to disappoint you again!"

Ivy: "..."

Disappointed by two sons? Disappointed by two daughters?

Opening her eyes, she then saw the man silently shedding tears for her. She couldn’t possibly have given birth to a freak, could she?

But from a distance, both little ones lying there appeared perfectly normal, didn’t they?