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.

lot in the morning? Being observant, having no appetite, and having no

she did

of Joyce's expression but didn't say much. He didn't want to upset her, deliberately keeping things from her, but

"Daddy, eat."

so sweet." Luther

Is it sweet?" Alisha had not eaten yet, but she first gave it to her

it's very

sweetly smiled, then picked up a grape for herself and put it in her mouth. As soon as she bit into it,

out from the sourness. How can you eat this, daddy? Don't you find it sour at all?" Alisha looked at Luther in surprise, "It's really sour." Luther's handsome face momentarily stiffened; he had long lost his sense of taste,

from Alisha, so it's

out her tongue, "Alright. I like daddy

Luther's arms, found a comfortable position,

glanced discreetly at Joyce, knowing that Joyce must be even more worried

but

He had already noticed that his dad seemed unable to taste anything, had said the wrong things several times, although

moment, his mommy's face looked like a

Looking around, he pondered.

a beautiful seaside building that looked like

it was already

getting out of the car, Luther led them into

sunlight sprinkled on the sea,

realized that half of the building seemed to extend beyond the cliff. Below them was

happiest, clapping her hands and jumping,

to the seats further inside, "Brother, you sit

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