Chapter 595

Jason’s POV

She sniffled against my chest. "I was so scared, Jason."

"I know," I whispered, rubbing her back. "But he’s strong…just like his mother."

She pulled back slightly, looking up at me with teary eyes. "Thank you for being here with me. I couldn’t have done this alone."

I wiped away a stray tear from her cheek. "We’re in this together, Layla. Always."

A small voice suddenly interrupted us. "Momma?"

We both turned towards Little Jason, who was lying in bed, his big, sleepy eyes blinking up at us.

Layla immediately rushed to his side, brushing his hair back. "Yes, baby? I’m here."

"Did the doctor just say I can leave tomorrow?" he asked in his small, curious voice.

Layla smiled, nodding. "Yes, sweetheart. You’re going home tomorrow."

His lips slowly stretched into a grin. "That means I can sleep in my own bed?"

I chuckled, stepping closer. "Yes, little man. No more hospital beds for you."