Chapter 793

Soft. It was like petting cotton with her hand. Just a touch made her feel like it would slip away from her fingertips. "It's Mommy." Looking at their little faces, tears streamed down Diana’s cheeks. And then came the long recovery period. But from the eighth day of her confinement, she started carrying the two children around by herself. Even the caregivers and postpartum nurses couldn't bear to see it and told her to rest properly, or she would suffer from postpartum illness. But she didn't want to. She not only wanted to hold the children, but also had to breastfeed both of them at night and find time to work during the day. Only with enough money could she repay Simon and raise the two children. As well as give them a carefree childhood. However... When she lay in bed at night and dreamed, when she lowered her head and looked at the scar on her belly, or when she was busy holding the two babies and neglecting other things, or when she couldn't help but yawn repeatedly,