A few days later.
In the corridor outside the treatment room, Albert sat in an armchair, his arms hanging down, fingers interlaced, his eyes fixed on the tightly shut door before him.
Although he had seen the outcome of the prophecy in the Crystal Ball long ago, he still could not suppress the agitation in his heart.
This was the first time in both his lives that he had become a father.
Though Albert had never particularly yearned to be a father, he was still nervous.
"You really don't look nervous at all!"
Katrina glanced at the man beside her, unable to understand how he could always remain so calm.
"Mm, I'm all right."
Albert answered casually.
The moment the treatment room door opened from within, he immediately rose from his chair and looked at the healer smiling kindly at them.
"Mother and daughter are both safe," she announced.
Having said that, the healer stepped aside to clear the doorway for the anxious family members.
Inside the room, Mrs. McDougal held the wailing Alice so that the exhausted Isabelle could look at her child.
"You've worked hard. Get some proper rest."
Looking at Isabelle's pale cheeks, Albert reached out and took her hand, then bent down to kiss her forehead. "I'm right here."
His wife was as beautiful as ever.
"I want to hold the baby," Isabelle said softly.
"You need to rest. Don't rush, darling."
"I'm not as fragile as you think."
Isabelle found it rather amusing. Albert's concern made her feel warm inside.
Clearly, compared to the child, Albert cared more about her.
"Then wait until you've recovered a little. Besides, Alice needs to rest too after just being born." Albert cast a pleading look at the healer.
"The child was just born, so don't be in a