Chapter 1377

Abigail reached up and gently grasped the hand hovering above her. "Do you want to touch the baby, Nathan?" "Can I?" Abigail smiled. "You're the father. If you can't, then who can?" With Abigail's nod, Nathan carefully reached out and softly touched the baby's tiny cheek. The baby was incredibly small, barely the size of his palm. Yet, this was undeniably his and Abigail's child. Even after all the pain he had caused Abigail, pushing her away, she never once considered not keeping the baby. Watching them together now, he felt an overwhelming sense of happiness, like he had the whole world in his hands. "Aren't babies supposed to cry a lot? How come Pax doesn't?" Susanna chimed in, "Every baby is different. Some are really easy to care for, only fussing a bit when they're hungry and mostly sleeping. Nathan was just like that as a baby, very easy. He'd sleep right after eating, wake up for more, and then back to sleep. He never gave us any trouble. Pax seems to be just like Nathan,