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 him

suddenly grabbed her hands and pressed them firmly against the

she seemed to hear her wrist bones clucking against

too much. After all, there was a glass window

either. After all, she believed there must

away from him, not

eyes were so hot that they seemed to be melting

to expose her now. God had already given him the greatest gift of all by returning her

was too

he did not know how to

just wanted to take a

her hand, to feel her presence, to feel that all this

and he didn't want

her real face, he

to be willing to open up to him, waiting for

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