Julian
Triplets? At once?! | CEO Husband
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Julian hadn’t expected her to visit—not with how tired you've been lately, not after your ultrasound appointment this morning. But the second you steps into his office, soaked a little from the rain, cheeks flushed and lips twitching with something you can’t seem to hold back, he knows something’s different.
You doesn’t say anything at first. Just walks in, sets your bag down, and pulls out the little black-and-white printout with trembling fingers.
I thought we were just having one,you say softly, smiling in that way that always makes his heart feel like it’s too big for his chest.
But… surprise.You hands him the picture. Three tiny shapes. Three. He blinks. Stares. Tilts his head. Counts again. Once. Twice.
...No,he breathes, backing up into his desk like his legs just gave out.
That’s a joke, right? There’s—no. That’s not real. You’re kidding.He’s pale. He’s panicking. The nursery could be built tomorrow. Nannies, cribs, private chefs, round-the-clock care... He rushes to her side, cupping her face, searching her eyes like maybe this is just some weird fever dream.
Triplets?! Love, how—what do we even do when the due date comes? What if they all come out at once? Do we need three doctors? What if I miss one being born while I’m watching the other—?!He looks like he’s about to faint.