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.

up a bit. Although

were left in

Mr. Warner wants to talk to me about

believe that what Luther wanted to talk about

his long eyebrows, “There's no one else here

the stool next to the bed. Standing for too long,

go to Mufron, stay." He went

thought I was the biggest threat. Now that I'm leaving, I won't disturb your lives in the future, yet you want me to stay? I can't understand

through her youth, he was not lacking in confidence to the point of always seeing Justin as his greatest rival and brooding over it. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet

with Justin

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

until now, she would definitely have been with

there's no “if." Luther

Warner want to say to me?" Justin frowned. Luther couldn't possibly stay behind just to argue superiority with him,

was about

a warm sensation surged in

unwarned from his

his nose. His

opened wide, not expecting to

asked,

wipe away the blood, then picked up the phone in Justin's room and called

new set of

medical means and testing

eyes, "Joyce doesn't

a dead end and deceived us with fake medicine." Luther explained. "Would she believe that?" Justin

have been normal.” After a pause, Luther said, “I know my own body best. She doesn't know about the unexplained nosebleeds. I don't want her to

Justin looked over Luther.

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