<h4>Chapter 473: Parenting Moments</h4>


    "Uh-oh, Elias and Dorian are hungry again," E eximed, quickly getting up. She picked up her eldest son first and began nursing him, while Eric cradled little Dorian, trying his best to soothe him.


    But little Dorian, driven by his hunger, only cried louder!


    E had no choice but to adjust Elias’s position to let Dorian nurse as well, finally calming the little one down.


    As the two buns made soft, gurgling sounds while drinking, E and Eric exchanged a nce, their smiles brimming with affection, an unspoken warmth spreading between them.


    After the one-month celebration, E barely left the house, devoting herself entirely to caring for the twins.


    Parenthood was undeniably exhausting, and for a perfectionist like E, who insisted on doing everything herself, the months flew by. Astonishingly, she had lost 15 pounds during that time!


    When they took the buns for their vination shots, a photographer captured the family of four, and their photo quickly made headlines, spreading across the inte.


    Netizens were amazed by how much weight E had lost and how slim and elegant she looked. Many couldn’t help butment, wondering why she managed to maintain such a perfect figure after giving birth while they themselves had gained so much weight they were unrecognizable.


    A few monthster, the twins were now seven months old.


    Eric was ying with Elias in the nursery. The weather wasfortably mild, so the air conditioning was off. Since the babies were older, E preferred not to use diapers. Instead, she let them wear cloth pants, changing them as needed, which kept them fresher and morefortable.


    The nursery floor was lined with soft, non-absorbent mats that were easy to clean with a damp cloth, making idents no big deal.


    "Elias, your mommy says she’s taking you out tomorrow. You’d better behave, okay? Daddy’sing too, but don’t you dare pee on Daddy’s pants!" Eric teased as he kissed Elias’s chubby cheek. At seven months, Elias could now sit up and y with toys on his own.


    Elias babbled enthusiastically, while Eric watched both his sons from the side. At six months, their facial features had be more defined.


    Just as Mia had said, they were five parts Eric and five parts E, inheriting the best of both parents.


    Although only six months old, their snowy, jade-like cuteness was unmatchedpletely outshining any celebrity’s little princes or princesses!


    E sat nearby, soft music ying in the background. The nursery was filled with the babies’ coos and asional exmations from Eric.


    "Hey! Dorian, don’t put that in your mouth! It’s full of germs!" Eric cried as he saw Dorian biting on a toy and quickly stopped him.


    E shook her head with a wry smile. "Eric, how could you? That’s part of their natural development. They explore the world with their mouths. The books say stopping them can affect their psychological growth!"


    Eric raised an eyebrow and sighed. "But some things are dirty! How can you let them y with that?"


    "These toys are boiled and sanitized by the servants every day. Don’t worry. Think about when we were kids—weren’t we the same?" E replied with augh, patting Dorian’s little hand. "Dorian, say ’Mama.’ Come on, say ’Mama!’"


    Dorian’s big eyes widened as he looked at E. She made a funny face at him and tickled the soles of his feet.


    "Gah gah gah..." Dorian burst into cheerfulughter.


    Eughed heartily as well, her joy filling the room. Eric’s lips curled into a faint smile. As the boys grew older, they brought so much more delight.


    Not wanting to be left out, Elias, seeing E ying so happily with his little brother, began babbling excitedly, joining in on the fun.


    Eric stepped out to take a call. Seeing his dad leave and his mom seemingly ignoring him, little Elias burst into loud cries.


    E quickly turned her attention to him, picking him up. "Elias, what’s wrong? Did you get upset because Daddy didn’t pay attention to you?" she said with a gentleugh. But as soon as Elias started crying, little Dorian joined in, wailing just as loudly.


    The nursemaid, Mrs. Moore, rushed in. By now, E’s milk supply was no longer enough for both of them.


    To keep things fair, E had implemented a system: one feeding for Elias, the next for Dorian.


    "Oh dear, our little prince is hungry. Come here, Auntie will feed you!" Mrs. Moore cooed as she picked up Dorian. A warm and approachable woman with seven years of experience, Mrs. Moore had been a wonderful addition to their household. Although she was 35 and slightly plump, E trusted her implicitly.


    This time, it was E’s turn to feed Elias, so Mrs. Moore took Dorian in her arms. Finally, the cries of the two little ones subsided.


    E’s bright smile returned as she looked at her two boys. When these little ones raised a fuss, it was like an earthquake had hit the house! The entire ce would be in chaos.


    Elias closed his eyes contentedly while drinking, thoroughly enjoying himself.


    Once he was finished, Lucas entered the room. "What’s with all the crying? Were they starving?"


    E, still holding Elias,ughed. "Exactly. When Elias gets hungry, Dorian always joins in."


    Lucas picked up Dorian, his eyes full of affection. "Dorian, say Grandpa!"


    Dorian stared at Lucas with wide eyes. Since Lucas was a familiar presence, he wasn’t shy at all. Instead, he giggled as Lucas teased him.


    "Dorian, say Grandpa! Grandpa will take you out for lots of fun trips in the future!" Lucas said with a smile before turning to E.


    "Dorian, wouldn’t you like Mommy to give you a little sister?" he said, his tone lighthearted but suggestive. Then, looking at E’s surprised expression, Lucas added, "E, with your amazing genes, you shouldn’t let them go to waste. You should have a few more kids! If you’re hesitant about going through another pregnancy, you could always consider surrogacy. It’s perfectly legal in Country W."


    E chuckled. "Dad, if the house were full of kids, all fighting and arguing, wouldn’t you get annoyed?"


    Lucas shook his head enthusiastically. "There’s an old saying in Country S: having a house full of children and grandchildren is the greatest blessing. Look at that mogul from Country Y. His wife’s had four kids already and is nning for a fifth, hoping it’s a girl!"


    E yfully stuck out her tongue. The thought of giving birth again made her feel nervous.


    Still, the idea of surrogacy intrigued her. Maybe it was worth considering.


    "Dad, let me discuss this with Eric, okay?" she said with a smile.


    Lucas nodded warmly. "Of course. Whether you decide to or not is entirely up to you. I’m just offering a suggestion."


    E smiled wryly, knowing Lucas’s sentiments were tied to his own past. He had remained devoted to her mother and never remarried. Perhaps having another two children would bring some joy to him, she mused.