Chapter 1620 I'm Afraid I Can't Accept That

As if knowing her worries, Luther gently patted her shoulder, "Just work-related matters."

"Oh."

Joyce waved to Anderson, “Come on, Mommy will take you across the street to eat Japanese seafood fried rice, okay?"

"Great!" Anderson stood up happily.

Joyce took Anderson out of the VIP ward. As she left, she looked inside doubtfully.

She felt something was wrong.

She couldn't say what it was, but ever since Luther woke up, she felt he was a little abnormal, like today when he suddenly wanted to know if the child in her belly was a boy or a girl, and came up with a name for the child on impulse.

As if he had arranged things in advance.

Yet Luther seemed in a good mood and his body showed no abnormalities.

She shook her head. She must be overthinking it.

Perhaps her emotions were affected by Justin's will just now, making her sensitive and overthinking things. No, Otis was dead, and the remaining initiative was firmly in their hands.

The most difficult and darkest times were over.

There were no future troubles, nothing they couldn't solve.

"Mommy, what are you thinking about?" Anderson saw that Joyce wasn't paying attention.

"Nothing, Mommy is thinking about what to order.” Joyce held Anderson's hand, smiling as she walked into the Japanese restaurant. On the other side.

VIP ward.

bed back, sitting up a

and Luther were left in the

wants

be naive enough to believe that what Luther wanted to talk about privately with him was

“There's no one else here now, you can

to the bed.

Mufron, stay." He went straight to the

"Mr. Warner always thought I was the biggest threat. Now that I'm leaving, I won't disturb your lives in the future, yet you

known Joyce two years earlier and accompanied Joyce through her youth, he was not lacking in confidence to the point of always seeing Justin as

to be with

Justin was a threat, purely unpleasant and jealous. Justin's expression turned ugly upon

down on people. If you hadn't appeared, wasting until now, she would definitely have been with me." He still had confidence in this. With time and patience, even Joyce wouldn't be

there's no “if." Luther

does Mr. Warner want to say to me?" Justin frowned. Luther couldn't

as Luther was

warm sensation

blood flowed unwarned from his nose, dropping

his hand and gently wiped his nose. His fingers were stained red, glaringly

opened wide, not expecting to see

hurriedly asked,

took some napkins to wipe away the blood, then picked up the phone in

new set of hospital clothes in

some unknown toxin. Current medical means and testing methods can't determine what exactly I've been poisoned with.

eyes, "Joyce doesn't

a dead end and deceived us with fake medicine."

After all, my physical examinations so far have been normal.” After a pause, Luther said, “I

Justin looked over Luther.

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