Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 603

After the doctor stepped out of the VIP ICU, he took off his mask and said, "Which one of you is a family member?"

"I'm her husband." Luther blurted out.

"Oh. Her abdomen was hit by an external force, resulting in the displacement of the endometrium. Thanks to your timely delivery, otherwise the consequences are unthinkable. The condition of the fetus has been stabilized. Its heartrate is normal, and the bleeding has stopped."

"Good. Thank you doctor."

Luther took a deep breath, as if relieved.

Juanita, who was listening, also wiped the cold sweat on her forehead. She did not notice that in fact her back was already soaked.

"Let's keep the patient in the ICU for observation tonight and then we will transfer her to the VIP ward tomorrow morning. For the sake of her safety, she may need to stay in the hospital for about a week to ten days for observation, depending on the situation. Since you are friends of Mr. Jones, you can go in and see her now." The doctor briefed them about the situation and left first.

"Yes, doctor, thank you." Juanita smiled as she sent the doctor off.

Luther walked impatiently into the VIP ICU, and Juanita rushed to follow.

Inside the ward, the doctors had all left, leaving only a nurse to look after them.

Joyce was sitting on the bed with a cushion behind her.

Although she still looked a little pale, she was in a much better state than before.

The nurse saw Luther and Juanita enter and explained, "Don't keep the patient up too long."

She looked at her watch, "You must let her rest by eleven o'clock."

"Can we stay overnight with her?" Juanita asked hurriedly.

The nurse felt awkward, "To begin with, family members are not allowed in the ICU, but... well, only one of you can stay."

"Okay, thank you." Joyce spoke softly.

She didn't look at Luther, but said directly to Juanita," Juanita, can you stay with me tonight."

"Well, that's what I thought."

Juanita nodded her head repeatedly.

"How do you feel now?" Luther moved closer to Joyce and took a seat on the stool next to her.

"Thanks to you, it's fine for now."

Joyce didn't sound too friendly.

After all, it was his beloved sister Shelly who started it all.

When the doctor was resuscitating her just now, she experienced endless fear, as if her heart had been hollowed out.

At some point, she had become so attached to the child in her womb and even imagined a happy life with the child in the future.

She grew up without a family, and her child would be the only blood relative she had.

If she lost her child, all her future would be simply meaningless.

Luther knew in his heart that he was definitely responsible for this incident.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that Shelly would be so unreasonable. It's my responsibility for not teaching her well."

He admitted, and promised, "I won't let her get away with it. Such extreme acts will not be tolerated."

"She's only in detention for fifteen days, if my baby is really gone."

"How can I get my child back with just a mere fifteen days?" Joyce snorted coldly.

Luther was silent.

Juanita saw that the atmosphere was awkward and rushed forward to mediate.

"Oops, it's getting late. You have not had dinner, right? You must be starving. I bought some good stuff for you."

She lifted the bag in her hand and laughed.

Then she asked the nurse, "Is Joyce allowed to eat?"

"Yes."

The nurse just finished taking notes and checking the equipment again, "I'll go out first, but you should hurry up." "Okay, thanks."

Juanita put down the bag she was carrying and escorted the nurse out of the room.

Luther opened the bag and took out the seafood porridge.

He opened the lid, scooped a spoonful, tested the warmth, which was just right, and then handed it to Joyce.

Sᴇarch the FindNovel.net website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.