Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1975: Nothing Can Be Missing

Chapter 1975: Nothing Can be Missing

Luther's expression immediately fell, "You don't care about the wedding, but I do. What's the big deal? Who dares to gossip behind our backs? I'll make sure he never fits in at Khebury. I want to announce to the world that you are my wife."

Joyce stiffened, "Is it necessary? Doesn't everyone already know?"

"No! It must be done!" Luther, seeing Joyce's lack of enthusiasm, became a bit angry, "It's been delaying for too long."

Previously, he was hesitant to bring up the topic of the wedding due to his own health issues. But now, with the poison completely out of his system, he had no more reservations.

He wanted to make up for all past regrets. Give her a grand wedding beyond compare.

He had been ashamed of her before, and he wanted to make it all right. Every detail must be perfect.

"When Wilson and Cullen turn one month old, we'll have the wedding, along with their one-month banquet. I've already planned it out," Luther asserted, "I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm informing you."

"Fine, do it your way," Joyce said with a wry smile, she didn't want to argue with him over such matters. If holding a wedding was important to him, she would comply. It was not a big deal to put in a little effort.

Luther wrapped his arms around Joyce from behind, "Let me take you to bed to rest."

"No, I want to move around, lying down all the time is unbearable," Joyce refused, shaking her head, "I want to go to the research institute with you, to see Orik and Dr. Jocelyn. Listen to what they have to say and what needs to be taken care of next. Will your body have any abnormal reactions? How should we deal with it if there is?"

"What? You still want to go out? Joyce, have you forgotten you just gave birth? You just got discharged today! You should rest properly, but you're thinking about going out! Do you not care about your own body?" Luther was shocked at first, then reprimanded her in a low voice, his face looking grim.

He directly picked her up, "Nonsense! Go to the room and lie down. I'll bring lunch to you."

Joyce's face turned pale and red alternately. She reached out her arms to grab his neck, complaining, "What era is it now? Do you see foreigners practicing such strict confinement after childbirth? Others can swim in the water three days after giving birth. What's wrong with me going out for a while? We have a car, and you're going with me. I don't need to walk. I don't want to lie in bed, it's too uncomfortable."

Luther ignored her completely, carrying her to the room and gently laying her down on the bed.

"Hey, are you not listening to me?" Joyce was displeased.

"I heard you, but you won't go out for a month. Luther, are you crazy? How did I not notice before? You're so old-fashioned. Where did you get all these outdated ideas?" Joyce expressed disbelief, staring at Luther, "Why don't you just say, don't let me wash my hair or bathe, wait for a month to do it! You're making me mold in the house!"

Luther took out a soft cushion and placed it behind Joyce, "It's not that extreme, I had the hot spring water changed. You can soak in the hot spring. But you can't go out, I heard that if the illness left

from the previous pregnancy and childbirth is not properly treated, it can affect this time. Taking good care of yourself after this childbirth can help to heal."

Joyce, "..."

Her face turned pale and red alternately.

"Where did you hear that? It's nonsense. Can't you talk about something scientifically based? Times have changed. And I haven't had any illnesses before."

Luther covered her with a blanket, "It doesn't hurt to be cautious, I'll handle everything, including your company. You don't have to worry, just rest well."

Joyce rolled her eyes, "You're changing the subject. I want to see Professor Orik and Dr. Jocelyn. And you said Dr. Jacobs was here too, right?"

Luther glanced at Joyce, "No need, I left for two hours last night. In fact, I've already been there once. Besides, they will be taking a plane back to Mufron this morning."

Glancing at his watch, he continued, "At this time, they should already be boarding the plane."

Joyce was taken aback, "Oh, they're leaving?"

"Of course, they've been here too long. Now that the task is done, they naturally leave as soon as possible." Luther rolled up his sleeves, showing the needle marks on his elbow, "I heard you were worried, so I had them draw blood yesterday and rechecked it."

Joyce leaned over to take a look, indeed, there was a mark from the needle, which was not there yesterday.

Then Luther took out his phone, opened the email in his inbox, and handed it to Joyce, "This is the latest test report on my blood microbiome environment that Dr. Jocelyn sent this morning. Have a look."

Joyce took it, and scrolled through the report quickly.

Seeing the conclusion in the report, that there was no trace of toxic microorganisms remaining, along with signatures from three professors, she finally felt relieved.

Looking at the report, she was dumbfounded. The weight off her heart for so long was finally lifted, and she now felt the most genuine emotions.

After a moment, she finally came back to her senses, "They've already left, but I haven't had a chance to thank them."

"I thanked them for you, telling them you successfully gave birth to twins. They were happy for you, Dr. Jocelyn asked me to convey her blessings to you." Luther took back his phone, "Do you finally believe what I said? I didn't have to draw blood and do a test, but I did it to reassure you. There won't be any more problems, thanks to you finding the microbial code back when the poison was being made. That was the key to detoxification."

He held Joyce's hands, looking at her sincerely with his eyes slightly shimmering, "It's you who saved me, thank you. Having you in this life, I am truly fortunate. For the rest of my life, I belong to you. Joyce, I love you." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Joyce's lips trembled slightly, moved by his sudden heartfelt confession.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

In the end, she slightly embarrassedly lowered her head, lightly tapped him, "Come on, no need for such sentimental gestures. Do we need to go that far between us?"

Luther smiled softly, tilting his head, he lifted her chin, a hint of a smile on his lips, and kissed her.

Joyce instinctively closed her eyes, responding to him willingly. Her hands uncontrollably climbed up his shoulders.

Luther deepened the kiss.