Luther's dark eyes were locked firmly on her, as if he was looking right into her heart, and suddenly, he reached out and cupped her delicate chin.

It was her. It was just her.

Although he had always suspected, and was almost certain before, that she was Joyce...

Right now, when he could finally completely confirm it, he still could not help but feel excited.

She fell from such a cliff and survived. It was already a miracle of miracles.

And their child, Anderson, also survived such a disaster.

She was still alive, and Anderson was their child.

At this moment, he thanked God for being so generous with him. Golden sunlight seeped through, and the entire office seemed to be dyed with a layer of dazzling gold.

The surroundings were quiet and dreamlike.

Joyce noticed that he was not right, his breathing was rapid, and he was less calm than usual. He looked so serious and excited and less languid and even elegant than usual.

wrong with

“Let go of me."

to push

he suddenly grabbed her hands and pressed them firmly against the glass

to hear

dare to struggle too much. After all,

not dare to shout out, either. After all, she believed there must

looked away from him, not wanting

eyes were so hot that

didn't want to expose her now. God had already

too generous to

such exciting news, and he did not know how to express his

just wanted to take

feel her presence, to feel that all this was not

and he didn't

didn't want to appear in front of him with her real face, he would just let her do

keep waiting, waiting for her to be willing to open up to him, waiting for her to be willing to accept

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