One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

"Eh? Cake?" Baby Chu asked the nurse, "Whose birthday is it?"

"Mu Yichen's mother. It's her birthday today, and she said she couldn't possibly leave you guys out of the celebration."

Baby Chu felt a little envious when he heard this. "That's great. We can celebrate together."

The nurse squatted by the bed and comforted him. "After eating this cake, you have to get better quickly. That way, you can leave this place quickly."

"Uh huh. Thank you, Aunty Nurse."

…

Little Yichen had just been taken off the drip when the cake was delivered to him. Upon seeing the cake, he immediately remembered that it was his mother's birthday.

He had been isolated, so he had lost track of time. His sense of time was greatly blurred because he was isolated from the world.

What a pity! This year, he was not able to accompany his mommy and sing her a birthday song.

"When will I recover?" He was really tired of this place.

Little Yichen was so vexed that he did not care when he found out that his condition had worsened. He felt that no matter what, he would be able to avert danger. He had never been afraid of death. It was also because of this courage that he did not care about the flu.

Unexpectedly, it was because of this negligence that he became the most critically ill among the children. His life had been in danger several times, and until now, it was like a nightmare. He was not afraid of death, only afraid of separation.

The nurse said, "Your mommy asked me to convey a message to you!"

Hearing that his mommy had something to tell him, Little Yichen sat up in excitement. "What does Mommy wish to say to me?"

"She said…"

"Eh?"

"I'll tell you after you've finished the cake!"

The boy pouted and whined, "Big Sister Nurse, please tell me first!"

"Don't bargain with me! This is a cake made by your mommy herself. Why? Don't you want to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, give it to me, okay?"

"No!" Little Yichen shielded the cake that his mother had personally made. "Anyway, you can't eat this cake anymore. Don't scare me. Alright, I'll eat it, alright?!"

"Don't eat too much. It's too sweet and it won't be good if you throw up."

"Alright." Like an angelic child, Little Yichen picked up his spoon and took a bite of the cake. The cake was soft and sweet, the mousse was light and did not make him feel sick at all. The sweetness was just right. It was so delicious that he wolfed it down.

"Eat slowly." The nurse looked at him wolfing down the cake and felt her heart ache. She felt compelled to tell him, "Your mommy said—she misses you very much…"

Little Yichen paused, and a teardrop silently plopped onto the dining table. He pursed his lips tightly and tried to hold it in, but he couldn't. He wiped the corners of his eyes carelessly but they were immediately wet again. They swelled and turned red from the rubbing, a stark contrast against his pale skin. It was painful to watch him.

"I miss Mommy too."

"So, you have to pull yourself together. Your mommy made a wish today. It must have something to do with you!"

He could not say his wish out loud. Otherwise, it would definitely not come true. However, everyone knew who the main subject of this wish was. Her wish was definitely for Little Yichen to recover soon.

The older boy finished all the cake. Actually, he did not like sweets, but he finished it since it was his mother's birthday cake, she had personally made this cake. Most importantly, he missed his mommy too much.