Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1921: Good News Arrives

Chapter 1921: Good News Arrives

Upon returning home, Luther was playing with Alisha, building with blocks, a challenging puzzle. But Alisha loved it. Meanwhile, Anderson lay on the sofa, engrossed in a game on his phone. Joyce, upon seeing this, couldn't help but frown.

"Anderson, you're still young. Don't strain your eyes; prolonged staring at your phone isn't good," she remarked, then glared at Luther. "And you, can't you look after him?"

Luther set Alisha down and stood up. "You're back? I've been trying, but it seems it only works when you say something."

Anderson stuck out his tongue and tossed his phone aside. "Fine, I'll stop. I'll help Alisha build blocks. Is that all right?"

Alisha happily ran over to Joyce, "Mommy, will you play with me?"

"Where's Grandma?" Joyce looked around.

"She's gone to buy seafood. She insists on getting it fresh from the sea every morning," Anderson replied. "She said she's making sea urchin stew and abalone with roasted pork today." Joyce embraced Alisha, "Alisha, are the blocks fun?"

Alisha nodded, "Yes, Daddy has been playing with me all morning."

As Anderson got up from the sofa, he grabbed a slice of jackfruit and popped it into his mouth. "Yeah, so no one's been with me. Blah blah blah," he said, making a face.

Joyce smiled gently, surprised to find that Luther was very patient when he was with his daughter. It seems that men really do favor their daughters and are closer to them, while they let their sons run wild-a completely different approach.

Luther felt a headache coming on. With two children in the house, there was already competition, making it really hard not to show favoritism. And with Joyce still carrying two more, once they're born, the house will be even livelier. It's hard to imagine, but it's possible that there might be fights in the house in the future.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but massage his temples.

Anderson was always easy-going, his cheeks puffed out. "I was just kidding. Don't worry about it. How could I compete with Dad and Mom? You guys should spend more time with her."

Joyce patted Anderson's head, feeling a pang of affection for his maturity. The truth was, Anderson was also lonely. Over the past few years, she had been busy with work and hadn't had much time to be with him. Now with a younger sister to care for and younger brothers on the way, she might end up neglecting Anderson again.

"Anderson, if you ever feel aggrieved, you must speak up, okay? I will do my best to make you all happy," Joyce said gently.

Anderson hugged Joyce, giving her a tight squeeze. "Mom, I'm really happy now. You don't need to do anything. We're fine just being together as a family."

"Of course," Luther promised.

"Alisha, Anderson, play for a while. I need to talk to Mommy for a bit," he said as he brought Alisha over to Anderson. "We'll be going out in a while. Anderson, take care of your sister."

"Okay," Anderson nodded. "No problem, you can trust me!"

Joyce understood, leaving the living room to follow Luther onto the terrace, putting some distance between them so their conversation wouldn't be overheard.

"Athena's ashes have been sent off. Christian might leave in the next couple of days. Are you really not going to see him off?" Joyce asked.

"No need. Didn't Felix also not go? Men don't need so much formality. We can just call each other if something comes up," Luther shrugged. He had no intention of going to the airport; he didn't want to have anything to do with Athena, even in death.

"What else did you talk about?" Luther inquired. "Did he do anything to you?"

Joyce glanced at him. If he found out that, before leaving, Christian had hugged her, he would surely get jealous.

"What? Are you worried? Why didn't you go yourself?" she teased.

"Worried? Why would I be worried?" Luther awkwardly chuckled. He really felt repulsed by Christian's affection but he couldn't show it.

"You called me out here just to ask about this?" Joyce knew there was something else, so she asked.

"Orik and Dr. Jocelyn have some news. They want us to come to the lab," Luther said.

Joyce felt a surge of joy, a smile spreading across her face. "Why didn't you say this was so important earlier? Have they developed the antidote?"

Luther shrugged. "I didn't get the specifics. We'lltalk about it when we get there. There should be hope."

"Great!" Joyce had been on edge for a long time. This matter had been a thorn in her heart. As long as this thorn remained, she couldn't find peace.

"Why the rush? We're not running late. Besides, we can't leave right now. We can go after your mom comes back to watch the kids," Luther said, pulling Joyce back.

Joyce lost her balance and fell into his arms.

Luther held her tight, and when she seemed like she was about to protest, he simply kissed her.

Joyce widened her eyes, unable to speak. His lips were warm, and they made her whole body feel warm. The gentle kiss carried a hint of intensity. The sunlight bathed the terrace, engulfing them in a dazzling golden glow.

Luther deepened the kiss, and as it continued, it became more and more irresistible.

Finally, he pressed her against the terrace railing, and the passionate kiss continued.

Joyce was dizzy from the kiss, closing her eyes to feel his warmth, gradually losing herself, holding him tightly, responding to his deep affection.

In the living room, Alisha glanced in the direction of the terrace.

She looked and looked, curious.

"Brother, what are Daddy and Mommy doing?" she asked.

Anderson cleared his throat. "Don't watch, it's not good to see too much," he said, then forcibly turned Alisha's head away.

"Why? You're a kid too," Alisha said, confused, her big round eyes blinking. "I want to see if they're kissing. I saw it on TV. Brother, have you ever kissed someone? What does it feel like? I want to try." Anderson was at a loss, immediately recalling Fair. They had also tried kissing, and it felt quite nice.

He couldn't help but tap Alisha's head. "Don't talk nonsense! Girls absolutely shouldn't see this. Boys shouldn't touch you casually. Understand?"

"Okay. I got it," Alisha replied reluctantly, holding her head, pouting her chubby little mouth.

The warm and passionate scene on the terrace continued.

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