The Name Of The Child

"Oh, my! You're so cute!" Lydia held her grandson and couldn't stop smiling, "Look at your small nose and eyes. I like you so much!" After that, she gently touched the little nose of the child, "My little baby, am I right?" John stood beside Lydia, staring at his grandson. Although he looked relatively calm, he had been very eager for a long time. He... also wanted to hug his grandson, but Lydia had been holding the baby since he was taken out of the delivery room. He said that he wanted to hug the baby in a low voice twice, but... Lydia clearly heard him, but she acted as if she didn't hear anything and didn't give him a chance to hug the baby. "John, look! His nose and mouth really are quite similar to Jimmy's when he was young. They are exactly the same, right?" John took a look at Lydia. After a few seconds, he replied gloomily, "Yeah..." James sat on the chair beside Elizabeth's bed. Hearing Lydia's words, he immediately turned his head and looked at Elizabeth with a very smug fac