Our Love Story: Hard to Guard Against the Sudden Love Strike

Chapter 623 - 594: Considerate

That night, both Melinda Linton and Sylvia Langley wanted to stay with Sienna Thornton, but Simon Forrester drove them away, saying he would take care of things himself.Later, Joyce Sutton came by again to guide Sienna Thornton on nursing the baby, reminding her to let the baby suckle whenever awake to stimulate the pituitary gland and ensure ample lactation.

However, the baby slept all night. Simon Forrester prepared ginger water to wipe down Sienna Thornton’s body and helped her change into a clean, refreshing postpartum dress. After taking a shower himself, he found that the baby was still asleep.

Sienna Thornton rested with her eyes closed but was not actually asleep. Hearing sounds, she opened her eyes: "The baby’s still asleep, try tickling his feet, pick him up to nurse."

"Okay."

Simon Forrester agreed with a smile, draping a towel over his shoulder while approaching the crib carefully, gently uncovering the wrap around the baby.

Underneath, a pair of pudgy, pink little feet appeared, irresistibly adorable. He couldn’t help but kiss them lightly, then used his fingers to gently tickle the baby’s soles.

Soon, the baby started to cry robustly, a sound full of vigor, signaling a very healthy constituting.

Simon Forrester brought the baby to Sienna Thornton’s side, helping her slightly turn her body, then the two worked together to let the baby start to nurse.

The baby’s tiny mouth made soft sucking sounds, though it was hard to tell whether he was feeding well, yet his eagerness was apparent.

Sienna Thornton raised her arm, looking down at her nursing son. Simon Forrester sat beside the bed, watching him too.

"Do you think the baby has double eyelids?" Sienna asked softly, "Why hasn’t he opened his eyes yet?"

"Boys can have single eyelids, it’s fine."

"But double eyelids seem more gentle."

"Maybe our son wants to have a unique style., not a gentle one."

"A unique style? Like you used to?"

"That was more of a protective color..."

As the two whispered, the baby suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at them, then turned his eyes slowly before closing them again to continue nursing. That glance seemed to say: you’re disturbing my royal meal.

"Oh!" Sienna lightly nudged Simon Forrester, "The baby just opened his eyes!"

Simon Forrester had been looking at his wife and hadn’t noticed if their son opened his eyes, but with Sienna’s urging, he looked down: "No, still seems closed now."

"He did, while we were talking, he peeked at us, then closed them again."

"Really?" Simon Forrester smiled mischievously, "Let’s keep talking; he might peek at us again if we annoy him."

He seemed to have guessed the baby’s thoughts exactly.

But Sienna disagreed, lowering her voice: "The baby’s eating, let’s not disturb him. Didn’t the Forrester family always say not to talk while eating or sleeping? Remember when we first started dating, you even scolded me for talking while eating..."

"What do you mean by ’the Forrester family’? Aren’t you part of the Forrester Family?"

"I belong to the Thorne Family, remember?"

"Are you sure you want to separate us like that?"

"But it’s true..."

Simon Forrester’s voice softened: "Alright, then I’m part of the Thorne Family too."

Sienna chuckled quietly, gently pushing him, but her eyes were full of tender affection.

Simon Forrester alternated looking at their nursing baby and his wife, his heart swirling with tenderness, overflowing with love for this woman. He couldn’t resist and turned his head slightly to kiss her.

The baby seemed to sense his parents’ affection, nursing quietly without fuss or noise. Yet, those dark, bright eyes occasionally peaked up, then quickly returned to drinking milk.

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The next day, after Sienna Thornton had her urinary catheter removed, she began attempting to get out of bed. Although she was on a pain pump, every step brought cold sweats from the pain.

However, having starved for so long, her body was too weak to produce enough milk for the baby, worrying about the baby getting hungry, she endured the pain of the incision, getting out of bed and walking to try expelling gas sooner.

Both Melinda Linton and Sylvia Langley prepared chicken soup, planning for her to drink immediately after passing gas. The soups came warm, only to be taken away cold again.

By evening, Sienna hadn’t expelled gas, and hunger left her vision darkened, leading to silent tears on the bed.

Watching her in this state, Simon Forrester felt both anxious and heartbroken, seeking medical advice everywhere. Despite never posting on social media, he unprecedentedly asked for effective methods for post-cesarean gas expulsion on his WeChat moments.

Consequently, everyone on his contact list learned of Sienna having given birth to his child, showering him with congrats through calls and messages. Some even suggested massaging the abdomen to speed up digestion in their comments.

He quickly messaged them for instructions and began massaging Sienna’s abdomen, then assisted her in moving around.

After much effort into the night, Sienna suddenly let out a loud, long fart.

Simon Forrester was overjoyed, helping her back to bed before rushing to warm the chicken soup, preparing millet porridge, and steaming salmon.

The chicken soup was brought over by Melinda, with Quentin Thorne having someone source a free-range black-boned chicken from the countryside, which was simmered by Auntie King for half a day, drawing out all nourishment into the soup. Months prior, he had friends in the countryside raise over a hundred chickens and ducks free-range on the mountains, waiting to feed Sienna post-delivery.

The millet porridge and steamed salmon were prepared by Sylvia, who now resided in Simon’s old apartment. It’s equipped with a kitchen and has a fresh market downstairs for convenience, but being served by others her whole life, she could only handle simple dishes. Still, millet porridge and salmon are nutritious and ideal for postpartum recovery, demonstrating her sincerity.

Simon Forrester brought out the chicken soup and other foods, placing them on the tray over the hospital bed, raising the bed’s height, and putting a pillow behind Sienna for support.

Ravenous, Sienna grabbed the chicken soup and drank vigorously.

Sitting down on a chair nearby, Simon Forrester noticed her quick gulps and intervened: "Slow down, sip it, otherwise your stomach might hurt."

"Oh." She started sipping gently, finishing the soup then snacking on porridge and salmon.

Eating revived her spirits, improved her color, and restored her strength. Though the incision still pained her, she felt much happier, chatting with Simon in bed.

The baby nursed quietly while they conversed. After finishing one side, Simon moved the baby to the other side for continued nursing.

Seeing both her son nursing well and being attentively cared for by her husband, Sienna felt very contented. She remarked: "Many women feel burdened during their confinement month, I think I’ll be spared those troubles."