The next day, Joyce's fetus was stable and she was transferred to the VIP ward early in the morning.

The VIP room was located on the top floor of the hospital, with a large floor-to-ceiling window. When the curtains were open, she could see the entire garden of the hospital, which was quite relaxing.

Juanita had gone to work at R&S Group headquarters early in the morning, and Aaron had moved all of Joyce's computers and drawing boards to the VIP ward, as well as some of the documents Joyce needed. The room was set up like a small office.

When Luther pushed the door in, Joyce was lying on the bed, clutching the drawing board in her hand, and concentrating on making changes to her previous design. She was completely unaware that he had entered.

He frowned and strode forward to jerk the stylus out of her hand.

He reprimanded, "Can't you just rest properly? It's just your first day here, what are you doing already?"

"Hey, I haven't even made one stroke just now!" Joyce was upset to see how her pen was suddenly jerked away from her hand, and she showed an extremely dissatisfied expression. It was still a bit before she could finish her design.

“No other strokes to draw after this one? Do you know why you are here? You just can’t have a rest? Lie down and rest! No painting today, or I'll ask someone to move all the stuff away." Luther ordered with his cold face.

... did it have to do with this

having her

trying to kill some

her a

didn't say

made for you this morning.” Luther put Joyce's clothes in the cupboard in

her heart that he would do these homely things for her. Going home to get her clothes, cooking porridge and serving

a moment, there was

was as if they were really

her head. Damn it, what the hell was she

chagrined at her stupid idea just now, and her heart was not

I heard that she’s

if she just poured a pot of cold water

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