Chapter 584

Trystan donned a sterile gown and stood in front of the incubator. The baby lying inside was a small bundle, with tiny arms and legs. His face was scrunched up, making it difficult to see his features. The nurse beside him whispered, "The baby resembles you, Mr. Lawson. He'll definitely be a handsome man in the future." Trystan seemed to be awakened from a dream, muttering, "Does he?" "Yes! If you look closely, you can see the resemblance, Mr. Lawson. This child has your same high forehead, straight nose, and strong jawline." Trying to please him, the nurse went on to elaborate. Trystan frowned, but he couldn't see the resemblance the nurse was talking about. Besides, wasn't it said that sons usually looked more like their mothers? He didn't want to bring back a miniature version of himself. The nurse sensed a change in his mood and didn't know what she had said wrong. She was a nurse from a maternity hospital who had been hired here. This job offered a generous salary and only