True Love Waits novel Chapter 767

The little one was saying something in his own language; Wesley had no idea what his son was going on about.

Everything was fine until the baby's forehead creased, and his face turned red.

A second later, a quirky odor filled the air.

Wesley sniffed and looked around, but was still unsure where it was coming from.

Then, he glanced at the little guy's face again. 'Ah!' Wesley thought and his eyes landed on the diaper wrapped around his son's bottom.

The little guy had been in an incubator for half a month after his birth.

Wesley had been busy moving the base of his organization from Z Country to A Country. While he was home, he usually just hugged his son for a while and then quickly got back to work. So, before today, it was Cecelia who had taken care of the baby's needs.

This was the first time he was facing this "situation."

Even so, he had the basic knowledge to know that it was time to change the diaper. This was a tricky task for the new father. Wesley hesitated for a while, then called Cecelia on the phone. "Mom, I need a diaper up here."

Cecelia came upstairs with a clean diaper, a pack of wet napkins and a box of tissues.

"Hello, my cutie-pie! Who just poo-pooed, huh?" she said to her grandson with a wide smile.

The baby started kicking and waving his arms because of the discomfort caused by the wet diaper.

Cecelia pushed Wesley aside and said, "Leave it to me."

He didn't move. "Let me." Once the base of his organization was relocated to A Country, he would have plenty of time with his son. There were so many things that he needed to learn. He decided to start now.

Cecelia was worried that he wouldn't be able to do it properly, but after a moment's hesitation, she handed the napkins, tissues and diaper to him. "All right. You're the father. You need to know how to do all this."

Under her guidance, Wesley took off the little boy's pants, revealing his smooth, soft, chubby legs. 'Adorable, ' Wesley thought with a smile. He held those tiny legs in one hand and tore the diaper open with the other. Instantly, the odor hit his nose.

What he saw on the diaper made him wince. This was his first time changing a diaper, and it wasn't a pleasurable experience.

Seeing the frown on his face, Cecelia said sternly, "Your dad changed your diapers all the time when you were a baby. Now, it's your turn to take care of your son. Get used to it, and stop dawdling. My grandson might catch a cold."

Wesley let out a sigh. He followed his mother's instructions and put on a clean diaper for his son.

The baby was so small and soft; Wesley had to be extra careful and gentle. By the time he had put his son's pants back on, beads of sweat had gathered on his forehead.

He was never a thoughtful, patient man. This kind of chore felt more challenging than any of his life-threatening missions.

When everything was done, Wesley grabbed the straps of the baby's suspenders to lift him up. Cecelia was shocked. "He is your son, not a basket! Hold him in your arms, or don't touch him at all."

Wesley gathered his son up in his arms obediently. "There you go."

She was much relieved. Assured that Wesley was holding the baby right, she collected the garbage and went downstairs.

The father and son duo were left alone in the bedroom now.

Looking at his son, who was chewing his hand again, Wesley said, "Let's go see your mom. It's been half a month. I bet she is even thinner now."

Wesley walked towards the door with the baby in his arms, but he had a bad feeling that the baby might fall to the floor any minute.

To keep his little boy from falling, he put him safely under his armpit. Now, he felt more confident and thumped down the stairs quickly.