Chapter 1955: A Sense of Despondency

On the other side,

Luther took Joyce and the children to a famous seaside restaurant.

As it was close to noon when they set off,

Anderson and Alisha were hungry on the way. Inside the camper, everything was available: a kitchen, a bathroom, a shower, and a large TV and audio system, all fully equipped.

Joyce made some mini pancakes for them in the camper's kitchen, topped with cream and adorned with fresh fruits.

While Alisha ate and watched cartoons on the TV in the car, dancing with joy,

Anderson did not have much of an appetite. He took a few bites casually and set them aside, his wise little eyes occasionally glancing at his mommy and daddy.

Upon waking up in the morning, he sensed that something was amiss. His dad did not say goodbye to him before leaving home.

He saw his mommy come out after his dad left, made a few phone calls, and then hastily left the house. He knew something was definitely wrong. His sister did not notice the changes at home, but he, being sensitive, was different.

They were hiding something from him; even his mommy often searched for information on the computer at home, using big data related to biopharmaceuticals, which was very suspicious.

Furthermore, his mommy's mood had been noticeably off lately. When she spoke to him, her mind seemed elsewhere, and he could feel it.

Thinking about this, Anderson proactively handed a plate of mini pancakes to Joyce.

"Mummy, you should eat too."

Joyce took it, touched Anderson's head, and smiled, "Alright, but mommy is not hungry. I ate a lot in the morning. I'll eat later."

Anderson remained silent.

having no appetite, and having no mood was the truth. Joyce

she did not speak to

from her, but there are

"Daddy, eat."

sweet." Luther gently

sweet?" Alisha had not eaten yet, but

very sweet. Alisha

in

Alisha looked at Luther in surprise, "It's really sour." Luther's handsome face momentarily stiffened; he had long lost his sense of taste, unable to taste anything sour, sweet,

covered up, "Because it's from Alisha,

her tongue, "Alright. I

that, she nestled into Luther's arms, found a

knowing that Joyce must be even more

Joyce's complexion changed, but

unable to taste anything, had said the wrong things several times, although his dad had

like at this moment, his mommy's

Looking around, he pondered.

looked like

already past one

into the restaurant,

on the sea, the sparkling waves shimmering in gold, white foam rolling continuously, wave after wave, as if they were right

that half of the building seemed to extend beyond the cliff. Below them was the expanse of the sea, exceptionally magnificent. "Wow,

jumping, but she dared

the seats further inside, "Brother,

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