You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1795: Let Me Give It A Try

Chapter 1795: Let Me Give It a Try

Luther and Joyce exchanged glances. It turned out that there were many stories behind Vicki.

Luther understood in his heart. No wonder Felix had a melancholic look when he left. He must have

known what was going on inside.

"Regardless, Vicki is loyal. She rescued Anderson, and I owe her a great favor," Joyce looked down at

herself. "I really hope I can recover soon and find Vicki to help her get out of her current predicament."

Luther held her back. "Even if we go, I'll be the one to go. You're not allowed to get involved. I won't

allow you to take any risks. Don't forget, you have two children in your womb."

Joyce frowned. She knew all too well. But how could she feel at ease?

"OGW is an international organization, and too much interference from warlords is not appropriate.

Besides, it's difficult for me to take action in foreign affairs. Unless there is clear evidence that they

pose a threat to our country, it could easily escalate into an international conflict. Moreover, Rohomes is

currently in a sensitive period," Karl furrowed his brow. "I can't help much. I can only gather some

intelligence for you."

"No need for the House of Inspection to intervene. We'll use internationally accepted methods, hire

mercenaries through international organizations. I'll handle it," Luther held Joyce's hand. "Don't

underestimate Felix. When he gets serious, he's more meticulous than anyone else. And the Saunders

family holds a significant position and influence in both the dark and light worlds. They have enough

manpower, and their old subordinates will respond when called upon. You can rest assured; we will

resolve this."

Joyce nodded.

At this moment, Cecelia walked out from the separate room. She had heard most of their conversation.

When it involved foreign organizations and excessive interference from warlords, her identity was not

suitable for getting involved. So she didn't say much.

She walked up to Joyce's side and advised, "Let them handle it. If there's any need for help, they will

naturally ask for it. The warlords will fully support them, so don't worry."

"Okay," Joyce forced a smile.

"I want to see Alisha, is that okay?" Cecelia asked.

Upon finding out that she had another granddaughter, she was extremely happy. The family, which had

been lacking in members, suddenly became lively.

"You can, but..." Joyce didn't know how to explain the current situation.

"Mother, let me explain everything to you from the beginning," Luther took over and recounted the

entire sequence of events. This included Joyce falling into the sea, Alisha being born and initially being

determined to have only a two-year life expectancy, which was why Christian had hidden the fact that

Alisha had never breathed since birth. Then they discovered that Alisha's grave had been disturbed,

which raised suspicions. Finally, they found out that Athena had taken Alisha and had been instilling

negative thoughts in Alisha, making her believe that Joyce was a third-party intruder, a bad woman who

had destroyed their family, and that Anderson was the child of Luther and the third party.

He also explained in detail the events that had taken place between him and Athena during this period,

including all the ins and outs.

This was the first time Joyce had heard the complete story.

She looked at Luther with a heartache, knowing how much he had endured. He had to worry about

being misunderstood by her, gain Alisha's trust, deceive Athena, and secretly make arrangements. And

on top of that, he was poisoned with an unknown substance, and his health was deteriorating.

She suddenly reached out and pulled him to her side, hugging his arm, her eyes turning red. She

couldn't say a word.

Karl remained silent, not expecting the story to be so convoluted.

Cecelia sighed. Although she had heard a brief mention from Darrin before, she didn't know the details.

Now that she knew the whole story, she also felt heartache for her daughter and son-in-law.

She advised, "Don't be too sad. Life is precious, and although the process has been tumultuous, the

outcome is good. Even if Alisha doesn't recognize you now, time can solve that problem. Don't worry."

Luther nodded. "Alisha has been sedated and is currently asleep. Let me bring her over."

Joyce quickly nodded. "Okay, I also want to see her. I didn't get a good look at Alisha last night." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Luther stood up, walked out of the ward, and entered the room where Alisha was.

Alisha's eyes were tightly closed, deeply asleep.

He bent down and carefully lifted her into his arms, then returned to the room where Joyce was.

Darrin helped push open thedoor, and Luther walked in.

He went straight to Joyce's bedside and placed Alisha next to her pillow.

The small, soft body lay on the bed.

Joyce couldn't help but examine her carefully, and Cecelia approached to take a closer look as well.

Hearing the commotion outside, Anderson woke up and quickly climbed out of bed in the separate

room. He rushed outside and saw his father bringing his sister. He joined in the excitement.

He reached the edge of his mother's bed, propping himself up on the edge, wanting to get a look at his

sister, but he was too short and couldn't see clearly.

Cecelia lifted Anderson onto the spacious bed, allowing them to get closer.

"Wow," Anderson couldn't help but exclaim in curiosity.

Asleep, Alisha looked completely different from when she was awake. She was adorable, like an angel.

With her chubby face and delicate features, she resembled a porcelain doll. Although Anderson hadn't

encountered many girls, there was no one he could compare with Alisha except for Fair.

"She looks more like Luther," Karl asserted first. As a former detective, he had seen many faces, and

he was quite accurate.

"Yes, you're right. She resembles Luther more," Cecelia agreed.

Luther smiled slightly. "Yes, I think so too. She has my temperament and personality. Once she sets her

mind on something, it's hard to change. That's why I'm a bit worried."

Anderson reached out and gently touched Alisha's cheek. "She's so soft. I can't believe I have such a

cute little sister. I really want to hear her call me 'brother'."

Joyce laughed, "Brother, brother, you keep saying that. You're only a few minutes older than her."

"But I'm still her brother, even if it's a second earlier," Anderson pouted.

"Alright, alright, you're right," Joyce said tenderly.

Cecelia gently stroked Alisha's soft hair and looked at the young child, lost in thought.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Since Athena gained Alisha's trust by using the nestling

instinct, we can try the same approach. Perhaps we can see some results in a short period of time."

"What do you mean?" Luther didn't understand.

Cecelia explained, "When Alisha woke up, she was in an unfamiliar environment, and the first person

she came into contact with was Athena. In reality, Athena didn't have much emotional attachment to

Alisha. It was purely because she was the first person Alisha saw. Now, Alisha is facing a similar

situation. Imagine if she wakes up this time in a completely unfamiliar environment, without anyone she

knows around her. Will she develop a new reliance on someone who takes care of her attentively?"

"Mother, what do you mean?" Joyce asked in confusion.

"Leave it to me to try. Let me take care of her," Cecelia said seriously.