Chapter 1450 - 1452: Lucifer... I’m Scared

How can one not be afraid?

The contractions felt as if they were tearing her apart; Sophie Sullivan was in such pain that her whole body convulsed, her hand trembled violently.

"Lucifer... I’m scared."

The words were incoherent, the voice trembling terribly.

Even though she knew childbirth was extremely painful, it wasn’t until this moment that she realized she had always thought too optimistically.

The pain became stronger with each wave, destroying her consciousness, tearing her body.

She retreated...

Lucifer tightly grasped her hand, turned to look at the doctor, his eyes frighteningly red, "I’ll accompany the childbirth!"

This wasn’t a request; it was an order!

The doctors didn’t dare refuse, nodding repeatedly, "Your Highness Lucifer, please change into sterile clothing for disinfection."

Lucifer lowered his head, gently cupped Sophie Sullivan’s face, and softly comforted, "Dear, I’ll be back soon. You need to be strong, Cecilia Branford is the bravest, hmm?"

Sophie Sullivan’s eyes shimmered with tears, stubbornly not falling.

She nodded with difficulty, and Lucifer let go of her hand, quickly turned to follow the nurse downstairs to change clothes.

The childbirth process is the most agonizing part.

Lucifer stayed by Sophie Sullivan’s side, listening to her increasingly painful and intense cries; his heart shattered.

"Miss Cecilia Branford, keep breathing, inhale, exhale... Yes, very good, after three breaths, you need to push."

"One... two... three... push!"

"Ah..." Sophie Sullivan screamed in pain, gripping Lucifer’s hand fiercely.

Her fingernails clawed into the palm of his hand, drawing blood.

The blue veins popped on her forehead, her gaze became somewhat unfocused; Lucifer was terrified, if time could be rewound, he would rather she hadn’t conceived these two children!

She loves children; surrogacy would have been fine. He didn’t want her to personally suffer this torment...

"Your Highness Lucifer, there’s dark chocolate by your side, feed Miss Cecilia Branford some to preserve her strength," the doctor said from the side.

Lucifer was momentarily dazed, then reacted, hurriedly breaking open the chocolate, feeding it to Sophie Sullivan’s mouth, "Cecilia Branford, open your mouth."

Sophie Sullivan shook her head helplessly, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, "No... I don’t want to give birth anymore..."

Lucifer’s heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife; he wished he could personally bear this pain instead. He pleaded earnestly, "Cecilia Branford, hold on a little longer, the little baby will be out soon. Don’t you want to meet the little baby?"

Sophie Sullivan sniffled in grievance, choking up, "...I do."

"Then open your mouth, preserve your strength first, or you won’t be able to see the little baby," Lucifer coaxed softly, and Sophie Sullivan opened her mouth, letting the chocolate melt inside before swallowing it.

The doctor also prepared an energy drink to replenish strength, and Lucifer fed it to her all at once.

If the child didn’t come out for a while, both she and the child would be in danger.

So, only by delivering the child early could she endure less agony.

A new round of pushing began, the midwife started pressing Sophie Sullivan’s stomach, and the doctor continuously encouraged her, giving her confidence and strength.

"Ah..." Sophie Sullivan’s voice cracked.

The loud cries of a newborn echoed in the delivery room.

"Congratulations Miss Cecilia Branford, it’s a beautiful little princess!"

Lucifer took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Sophie Sullivan’s face, seeing her delighted expression, he also smiled, "Cecilia Branford, it’s a little Cecilia."

"I... I want to see."