Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1913: Never Give Up Easily

After soaking in the hot spring, Joyce carefully washed Alisha's hair and then blow-dried it. Alisha changed into a sweet and cute strawberry-patterned home outfit, making her look fair and rosy, with a healthy and vibrant glow.

Exhausted from the recent journey, Alisha, having taken a bath, felt a bit tired and dozed off in Joyce's arms.

Joyce intended to carry Alisha to the bedroom to let her rest, but Luther stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder. "Don't move. Your belly is already big. How can you carry a child? That's reckless." Luther took Alisha from her and walked into the room with long strides.

"I'll rest with her for a while," Joyce followed behind Luther.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Anderson also took a bath. He waved his hand, "I don't want to sleep. You guys go and rest."

Joyce nodded, "Don't eat too many snacks. Let's have a big meal together tonight."

"Okay," Anderson continued tinkering with his computer.

Luther carried Alisha into the room, gently placing her in the middle of the big bed.

Subsequently, Joyce lay down beside her, lying on her side and reaching out an arm to encircle Alisha.

Extending her hand, she gently stroked Alisha's soft hair, and emotionally remarked, "She's so small and soft, compared to Anderson, she seems a bit more fragile."

Luther lay down on the other side of Alisha, "That's your illusion. Their heights are actually quite similar. You just feel more concerned about her."

"Yeah, | still can't believe it." Joyce tenderly looked at Alisha sleeping in her arms, "| always thought | couldn't keep her... As a mother, she's the one I've let down the most. Nearly encountering danger since she was little and later falling into the hands of a bad woman, she refused to acknowledge me, | never blamed her, it's all my fault.”

Luther lightly tapped Joyce's forehead, "Don't bring up the past. Now we are all reunited as a family. Touch her, feel the babies in your belly, they are all real. I'm by your side, don't overthink things."

"Okay," Joyce lowered herself, fully lying down, "Perhaps, being in the late stages of pregnancy, I'm a bit sentimental. I've never experienced it, after all, | don't know what the late stages of pregnancy are like."

Luther's heart skipped a beat. The last time she was pregnant, she fell off a cliff and fainted. If it weren't for Christian, he would never have seen her again, let alone now that they have four children. This happiness, he dared not even dream of.

So, no matter what happened between Athena, Christian, and him in the past, and what kind of impact it had on him, he had long since let go of any resentment towards Christian. He only hoped that Christian could move on from the past.

Joyce was unaware that Luther's thoughts had drifted far away.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Luther gently stroked her forehead, "Rest, leave everything else to me." Joyce made a soft "hm" sound and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Luther sat up slightly, watching the embracing pair of mother and daughter sleeping, their pose warm and extremely sweet. A gentle smile curved his lips, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He got up and quietly closed the door. Then he went to the kitchen.

Cecelia was still preparing ingredients. When she saw Luther come in, she asked, "Is Alisha asleep? She always takes a short nap at this time."

"Yes, Joyce is resting with her," Luther replied.

Cecelia set down the vegetables, washed her hands, and dried them. Looking up, she asked seriously, "Luther, everything has been handled well this time. Did she complain? Did you tell her beforehand?"

Luther smiled, "It's fine, she understands me."

Cecelia asked again, "To be honest, this was largely thanks to you. Alisha has a stubborn personality. Although she has gradually accepted you and the fact that she has a brother, | originally estimated it would take about a year for her to slowly accept Joyce. During the time | spent with her, she kept crying and calling for Athena. Sometimes no matter how | comforted her, it was of no use. This time, letting her see it with her own eyes, she finally believed, finally let go. | believe that given time, she will completely forget the past and integrate with all of you."

"Yes," Luther also felt emotional, "| once spent time with her and deeply understood how difficult it is to change initial impressions. I've been carefully guarding her. Any slight disturbance can cause a big change in her emotions."

“Because she has lacked care for a long time, she is relatively fragile. In the future, you all need to pay more attention to her."

Cecelia sighed with relief, "It was touch and go, fortunately, Athena finally spoke the truth today. Otherwise, we weyld id behfe poet in Vay wtReAGou went to take a bath, | had already arranged for the militia to take the opportunity to completely eradicate OGW from our country. Leave this matter to me, you don't need to worry about it anymore." Please read the original content at .

"Good, thank you, Mom," Luther nodded.

“By the way, there's something else I've been holding back, wanting to ask but also hesitant because of you," Cecelia looked somewhat awkward.

“Mom, | know what you want to ask. You want to ask about the poison in my body, what's the situation now?" Luther directly addressed her concern.

"Yes, | dare not ask Joyce, for fear of upsetting her. | see her belly, she may give birth in about three months," eran) Cecelia sighed,’ speekta sng? and aauyous |outney for you to get to where you are today. Just when the whole family has been reunited, there's still the matter of the poisoning that hasn't been resolved, and | feel unsettled too." Please read the original content at .

Luther was silent for a moment, "Actually, | haven't found a way to detoxify. Professors Orik and Jocelyn have been tirelessly conducting experiments, but there is still no effective antidote. Frankly, | used to have frequent nosebleeds ard et ' biepdingittidughn now it seems to have stopped, only | know that it's actually more serious. | experience fatigue and increased sleep time, which I've never had before. | can't control what's happening, and | can't promise you anything. | can only strive to create a safe environment for her and the children. But | really can't guarantee how long | can accompany them. In fact, | have already made a will, leaving all my property and shares to her and the children. If, | say if, if that day really comes, Mom, | hope you can be by her side, helping her through the most painful times." Please read the original content at . Cecelia also fell silent.

After a long while, she sighed deeply, and when she looked up again, her expression was filled with hope.

“It won't happen. | believe fate won't be so cruel to her again. Having lost her parents’ care from a young age, for the rest of her life, she won't lose your support again. | believe there must be a way. No matter when, even if it's the very last moment, you must never give up easily."

"Okay." Cecelia's determined look seemed to give Luther confidence.

Luther nodded solemnly.