After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 140

The medical women stayed in the room to guide Althea through her birth, while the rest waited in the lobby restlessly.

Oslo was walking back and forth outside of the room, Harold’s feet were continuously tapping, while Eugene was scratching his scalp too often…

It was hard to watch. With a sigh, Mathilda spoke up. "Althea is a strong woman. She’ll be fine."

"Will she be really okay?"

"Premature birth at this place—"

Everyone paled at the unspoken thoughts and they all looked at the locked door with eyes filled with concern.

Although they were outsiders, Helios couldn’t help but add. "A few days ago, I was on the verge of dying. My wounds were bleeding nonstop, some of my innards could be seen." They stared at him, as if wanting to see his point. "I upgraded, and now I’m fine."

The team stared at him, wondering what he was blabbering on about.

Mathilda—who had known Althea for many years and had an instinct for her abilities—was relatively calmer and helped him out, "It meant the upgrade alone could guarantee her life."

This made them relax a little, but their worried expressions didn’t subside.

In the end, Harold sighed, "No one noticed?" He asked, feeling incredibly guilty. They lived together but none of them saw it. Were they too busy that they ignored such details? What kind of teammates were they??

Mathilda shook her head, stopping such negative thoughts from permeating. "The stomach doesn’t change much after the 8th month. Don’t blame yourself."

Silence echoed along the waiting room, the only sound they could hear were the murmurs and hums inside the room. They would also occasionally hear Sheila’s reassuring voice, followed by Althea’s pained groans.

It took many hours of silent tension before they heard Althea’s desperate cries again. Each tone gritted in their hearts, and the women felt teary.

Palpable unease occupied the air and they could only pray as they listened to the intense suffering going on inside.

Fortunately, it didn’t last long because they could soon hear a baby’s cry.

Then…, came another.

But they still did not breathe. It was only when Sheila came out of the room very sweaty and bloody, but with a relieved smile on her face. "Both mother and children are okay!"

A wave of relief and happiness flowed in the room and they simultaneously heaved the breath they had been unconsciously holding back.

Finally!

…

Althea was taken out of the ’operating room’ a few minutes later, to one of the private rooms. The people immediately converged to see but when they saw Althea was asleep, they did not bother her.

However, they couldn’t help but take a look at the babies. The two babies were wrapped in the comfortable baby clothes Althea took a while back.

They had prepared it for this day, they just didn’t think it would be so early.

They were gorgeous babies, plump and white. Their eyes were large and wise, and their smiles were infectious.

They didn’t have the usual wrinkled face of newborns, and looked incredibly beautiful from the get-go. It was as if they had been completely nourished in the womb.

Betty said they might be able to see already.

"Pretty!" Maya said and little Theo nodded in agreement. Harold had only brought the two children in the past hour or so, not wanting them to suffer too long with them. "Daddy, Daddy, are they my new brothers and sisters?"

Harold patted the children’s head with a smile.

The two children grinned and ran back to the bed, watching the babies’ every movement with apt fascination. One baby—the boy—blowed a saliva bubble and it popped a few seconds than it normally would.

This was enough to impress the children. "Wowwww." Maya said, awed, then she turned to the other baby who was giving her a toothless smile.