Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1993: Gathering

Chapter 1993: Gathering

At noon.

Everyone gathered in the dining hall on the third floor to have lunch together.

Inside the villa, there was a dedicated banquet hall, but it was never used because they never entertained guests.

Mrs. Hurley was in charge of today's meals. In addition to dishes ordered from a Michelin-starred restaurant, she personally prepared many delicacies, filling the long dining table.

Jacqueline sat next to Cecelia, while Joyce and the children sat opposite them.

Wilson and Cullen had been fed and put to sleep. Jane and Mrs. Powell took turns to have their meal, and were now taking care of them in the nursery.

Mrs. Brown assisted Mrs. Hurley in serving the freshly squeezed fruit juice to everyone.

"Do you want some wine?" Cecelia asked Luther.

Luther then asked Huffman, "Do you need any?"

Huffman waved his hand, "Thank you for the offer, but I won't be drinking. I have some matters to attend to this afternoon."

Luther nodded and explained to Cecelia, "My brother-in-law is a doctor, and the hospital has specially invited him to perform a few surgeries, so it's not suitable for him to drink. Besides, he doesn't drink."

Cecelia laughed, "I've gotten used to having wine with meals in the warlord's territory. I always feel that men should have some wine with their meals."

Luther added, "It's a pity that Dad isn't here today, otherwise everyone would be together."

"You're right, he's getting on in years, but he's still so busy all the time." Cecelia also complained, "I told him that even if the sky falls, he must attend his daughter's wedding."

"Mom, it's not necessary. I know things have been unstable recently. I've been carrying the title of a young marshal, but I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities. Dad is working so hard because of me, and I should feel guilty." Joyce said, her voice lowering slightly. She had initially refused to return to the warlord's territory to inherit the family business and didn't want to leave for several years of training, choosing to return to Khebury with Luther. Her father had to bear the burden alone. Whenever she thought of this, she felt guilty.

Luther gently held Joyce's hand, comforting her.

Cecelia hastened to say, "What are you talking about? You've already done enough for us. As parents, the happiness of our children is the most important thing."

Joyce continued, "So, if Dad can't come due to work, then let him be busy. Luther and I have been married for several years, so this is just a formality. There's no need to worry about it."

With that, Joyce pushed Luther discontentedly, "I said we didn't need a wedding. You insisted on having one. We've been legally married for five years, have four children, and you still want to have a wedding? It's just formalism, causing unnecessary trouble."

Luther, "..."

Cecelia, "..."

How did the mood change so suddenly?

Jacqueline, sensing the awkward atmosphere, quickly changed the subject.

"Cough, cough, of course, of course. How can we not have a wedding? This is something that the Left family owes Joyce, even I, as an elder, can't bear to see it. It must be done, and it must be done grandly!"

"That's right!" Shelly hurriedly agreed, "A woman only has one wedding in her lifetime, and if it's not done, it's not proper of the brother. Sister-in-law, just accommodate your brother a little."

Joyce smiled, "I just mentioned it, and look how nervous you all are. Everything is already prepared, so let's just do it. What I meant is, guests who can't make it don't need to force themselves."

"All right, I understand," Cecelia nodded. "I have to go back tonight; I'll come over on the eve of the wedding." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"You're leaving today?" Jacqueline's face was full of disappointment. "I wanted to catch up with you properly."

Cecelia smiled, "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. There's still some matters in the warlord's territory, and I've been here for too long. Now that Joyce has recovered, the nannies are taking good care of the children. I need to go back to deal with military affairs."

"Oh, all right. You've worked hard," Jacqueline nodded.

"What are you all standing around for? Let's eat." Cecelia pointed to the table full of dishes. "The food will get cold if you don't start eating."

Prompted by Cecelia, everyone finally started eating.

After lunch, Huffman left first.

Jacqueline and Shelly, on the other hand, watched over Wilson and Cullen for a while, then went to play with Alisha. Anderson was used to being alone, quietly playing on his computer.

Time passed quickly, until the afternoon.

Luther arranged for Jacqueline and Shelly to leave and return to their home in the city center, which had been looked after in their absence.

As Jacqueline and Shelly were leaving, Anderson symbolically said goodbye to them. Alisha, on the other hand, warmly hugged Jacqueline, which delighted her.

When they left, it was Cecelia's turn to depart.

The warlord's armored vehicle was waiting downstairs, with a lieutenant helping to load Cecelia's luggage onto the car. They were ready to leave.

The person most reluctant to part was surprisingly Anderson. He held Cecelia's wrist, "Grandma, you must come back soon. I'll miss you."

Cecelia was moved, and she also felt reluctant to leave the children.

Seeing Anderson's sentiment, Alisha directly teared up, crying with watery eyes spilling large tears.

"Grandma, you must come back soon. Sob." Alisha sobbed.

Cecelia tenderly picked Alisha up, "I will surely come back. Alisha, don't cry. Your shooting instructor will arrive tomorrow. You should learn to shoot well with him, and I'll personally check your progress when I come back."

Alisha vigorously nodded, her hand wiping away tears haphazardly.

Luther handed her a few napkins, "Don't cry. We can video call whenever you miss grandma. We can see each other every day."

"Yeah." Alisha finally stopped crying and put on a smile. "I want to become a sharpshooter like grandma and mom."

Cecelia gently tapped her nose, "Definitely."

At this moment, Joyce asked, "Mom, who is Alisha's instructor?"

She hardly knew anyone inside the warlord's territory.

"Chinn, he's also my confidant. He usually serves as an instructor in the warlord's territory. You haven't met him. His shooting theory and technique are excellent." Cecelia replied, "When he arrives, arrange for him to stay downstairs. At the same time, he can also protect you."

Joyce understood that he was also a member of the Qin family's army.

"Okay, I understand."

Luther looked at the time, "It's time to leave."

"Yes, we can't delay any longer. I have a meeting tonight," Cecelia turned and left.

The group followed Cecelia downstairs to see her off, standing at the door, waving goodbye with reluctance until the armored vehicle drove off and disappeared from sight.