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Chapter 855: We're Officially Husband and Wife They didn't avoid Julian, nor did Julian stop them. He understood that Asher held a different place in Aurora's heart, one that would never change regardless of how much tpassed. But this feeling wasn't love-it was friendship and familial affection.

"He's gone, and you're still looking?" Julian teased, pretending to be jealous as he wrapped his arms around Aurora, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Not anymore." Aurora pulled her gaze back and closed the door.

"That's my good wife." Julian scooped her up in one swift motion, startling Aurora into quickly wrapping her arms around his neck.

Hearing the new title, Aurora still felt a little uneasy about it.

"Tired today?" Julian asked gently.

"A little. My legs don't even feel like they're mine anymore." Aurora sighed in relief as she lay down on the large bed, finally relaxing.

"I'll carry you to the bath." Before they got married, Julian had often done these things for her, so Aurora didn't refuse. As soon as she soaked in the bathtub, she fell asleep.

Julian skillfully bathed her, dressed her in her nightgown, and carried her back to bed. From today onward, they were truly one family.

That night, Julian held Aurora in his arms and slept peacefully. It was the best night's sleep he had ever had.

The next morning, sunlight poured through the glass windows, waking Aurora from her dreams.

"Good morning," Julian greeted, his smile bright and cheerful. Though his smile looked the sas usual, there was something particularly radiant about him today.

"What's making you so happy, Julian?" Aurora asked, blinking at him.

"Because we're married. Because I've finally brought you has my wife. You're not just Aurora toanymore. Shouldn't I be happy?" Julian replied with a soft laugh.

"If you're not Julian, then who are you?" Aurora teased, her eyes glimmering with curiosity.

"Yule my wit, wikraîm!?", unlärrasséer, Enjrming serricstress.

Aurora instantly understood what he meant. That word wasn't unfamiliar, but it felt strange to say it. "Hus...band," she murmured hesitantly.

"So quiet-I couldn't hear you," Julian teased, leaning in closer.

"You're my husband!" Aurora raised her voice slightly.

"Say it again." "You're my husband." "One more time." "No way." "Let's see if you'll say it." Julian reached over and began tickling her, making Aurora laugh uncontrollably. On that warm morning, their laughter filled the room, signaling the start of a new chapter in their lives. Their days after marriage were peaceful but far from dull. Julian, who had once been a disaster in the kitchen- pouring half a bag of sugar into red sugar water-had transformed into a skilled chef.

Every day, he cooked a variety of meals for Aurora, and she'd gained a little weight under his care.

Living like a queen, Aurora enjoyed her days at home. Once, she tried to sweep the floor, only for Julian to stop her with a stern voice, "What are you doing?" "Just sweeping the floor," Aurora replied, meeting his incredulous gaze. It was as if she were holding a grenade instead of a broom.

"Leave it to me. How can you do this while pregnant?" "I'm just sweeping. It's not that serious. I just ate and wanted to move around a bit." "Let the housekeepers handle it. You're carrying our baby-what if bending over hurts the child?" "...," Aurora was left speechless.

As her belly grew bigger, Julian spent more tat home. At first, he occasionally left for work, but eventually, he stayed hevery day to be with her.

They lived in New York after their wedding, surrounded by family and loved ones. As Aurora's due date approached, Julian arranged for doctors and nurses to stay in their haround the clock two weeks in advance. He wanted to avoid any emergencies, traffic jams, or unexpected complications.

But the two little ones inside Aurora seemed determined to stay put, even five days past the due date.

"Let's go for a C-section," Julian suggested, unable to bear Aurora's discomfort any longer.

Aurora preferred a natural birth, planning to opt for surgery only if necessary. But the babies showed no signs of coming, leaving her with no choice but to agree to Julian's suggestion.

Just then, she felt a sudden pain, and her water broke.

"Julian, I... I think I'm going into labor," Aurora said, her face pale.

Julian panicked, quickly calling the nurse and helping Aurora to the specially prepared delivery room.

Outside, Julian paced anxiously like a cat on hot bricks.

"Don't worry, Julian. The doctors will take good care of Aurora," someone reassured him.

"I heard childbirth is incredibly painful!" Julian exclaimed.

Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next m chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! "Aurora is strong. It might not be as bad for her," Rebecca, who was also pregnant, tried to comfort him. But deep down, she was just as nervous. "Why can't men give birth instead?" Julian muttered, his frustration spilling out. He wanted nothing more than to stay by Aurora's side.

He couldn't help imagining all the worst-case scenarios. An hour later, the door finally opened.

A group of people rushed forward as the doctor announced, "Both the babies and the mother are healthy. Congratulations-it's two adorable baby girls!" "Thank God they're okay!" Julian breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the room.

Aurora, drenched in sweat, was cradling the two newborns wrapped in blankets. Nurses were still tidying up the room.

"Little Bunny, are you alright?" Julian asked, his voice full of concern as he gently wiped the sweat from her face. He had never seen Aurora look so exhausted.

"No more. I'm never doing this again," Aurora said weakly, her heart aching at how much effort it had taken.

"Julian, look at our babies," Aurora said softly, her tired smile lighting up the room. Julian finally turned his attention to the two tiny bundles in her arms. "They're so wrinkly-like little monkeys," Julian remarked, his face full of mock disdain. The nurses chuckled. "Mr. Barnet, newborns are always wrinkly. These two are already sof the cutest babies we've delivered."

"Exactly. Babies don't look their best right after birth. Aurora was the swhen she was born-wrinkly like a little mouse. But they'll look better in no time," Tina teased. "Really?" Julian felt a little sheepish after his joke.

For him, Aurora was still the most important person in the world.

The two babies were named Joyce and Aveline, as Julian and Aurora had planned long ago. They hoped their daughters would live happy lives full of joy.

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