?<strong>Chapter 1351:</strong>


    Andrew’s lips curved into a thoughtful line as he absorbed their earnest derations. “Since your hearts speak as one, you have my blessing. Waylon, guard my sister’s happiness with your life.”


    “Don’t worry, I definitely will.” Waylon tapped his chest with unwavering confidence as he shared the story of how his heart had found its way to Evie.


    Yet, Evie and Waylon silently agreed to keep their past misunderstandings tucked away. It became their private treasure, a secret chapter in their love story known only to them.


    With matters of the heart settled, Madisyn’s attention drifted to a meticulously arranged collection of packages nestled in the living room corner. “Mom, what’s all this?”


    “Susan’s about to wee her little one,” ine exined. “Your brother and she are at the hospital now. I’ve gathered some essentials—clothes and supplies for both mother and baby. I’m nning to bring them overter.”


    Madisyn, who had also prepared her own bundle of gifts for Susan, brightened. “Let me help you organize everything, Mom.”


    “I’d love to help too!” Evie chimed in, her concern for Susan evident in her eager offer.


    ine’s face lit up at their enthusiasm, and she dly ushered the two girls toward the packages, ready to sort through them together.


    Life seemed to be falling perfectly into ce. Soon, outside the delivery room, both the Johns and Calderon families gathered in anticipation, waiting for their newest family member to make their grand entrance into the world.


    In the delivery room, Dane stayed beside Susan, offering gentle words offort as the evening shadows lengthened. As the clock struck eight, a nurse finally walked out of the delivery room.


    “Both mother and child are safe. The family cane in now.”


    ine stepped forward, clutching Madisyn’s hand, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.


    Inside, Madisyn rushed to Susan’s bedside. With practiced concern, her fingers found Susan’s pulse point, and only when she confirmed her friend’s steady heartbeat did the tension leave her shoulders.


    “Susan, you’ve been absolutely incredible.”


    Madisyn brushed back her friend’s damp hair with tender care. Meanwhile, Dane appeared with a warm, moistened towel to gently dab Susan’s forehead.


    The nurse approached with their precious bundle, cing the newborn beside Susan. As if recognizing his mother’s presence, the infant immediately stopped crying.


    “It’s a boy.”


    Susan turned to Dane, her eyes soft with exhaustion but bright with joy. “I noticed you browsing through name lists before the birth. Have you made your choice?”


    This child was the living embodiment of Dane and Susan’s love, their firstborn, and Dane felt the weight of this moment deeply. Though he had contemted countless names, nothing had felt quite right until now. As he looked at his son, nestled peacefully beside the woman who held his heart, something clicked into ce.


    Dane’s expression melted into pure tenderness as he announced their son’s name.


    “We’ll call him Elio Johns. It means ‘sun.’ Susan, you should know that you and our baby are the guiding lights of my life.”


    Dane leaned down to ce a gentle kiss on Susan’s forehead. “Thank you for bringing him into our world. I love you both so much.”


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