You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1797: Endured For A Long Time

Chapter 1797: Endured for a Long Time

A while later, Darrin brought Anderson back.

Karl also came back to the ward.

Cecelia sat for a moment and said, "There's no time to delay. I'll take her back to the Capital while

Alisha is still unconscious."

Reassuringly, she added: "On the way, I'll contact the medical team of the warlords to wait at the

residence. I'll also bring in a professional child psychologist consultant."

Luther nodded. Naturally he felt at ease with Cecelia. It's just that when he looked at Alisha, his eyes

were full of reluctance to part. Cecelia said it wouldn't take long, but who knew exactly how long it

would need. He didn't know if he would live to see Alisha recognize him again, and call him Dad and

Joyce Mom again.

Thinking of this, his heart twitched. He held Alisha's little hand a little tighter.

Joyce held Alisha's little hand reluctantly, soft and pale. Her heart ached with pain. They had just met

and now had to separate again. If it wasn't to protect the twins in her belly, no matter how difficult it

was, she wanted to teach Alisha personally.

Anderson also came forward, and the family hugged each other tightly, reluctant to part.

Seeing this, Cecelia couldn't help but look away, her eyes moist. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Karl cleared his throat and said calmly, "It's time to go."

"Okay." Luther steeled his heart and pulled Alisha's little hand out of Joyce's hand. He carried Alisha

and walked to Cecelia.

Cecelia held out her hands to take over Alisha and held the soft little Alisha in her arms. "Leave her to

me. You take care of yourselves. I'll let you know immediately if there's any good news."

"Mom, thank you for going through all this trouble," Joyce said, already choking up.

Cecelia nodded. Without lingering, she turned and left holding Alisha.

Karl followed after her.

Before leaving, Karl bid farewell to Joyce and Luther, "I'll go first, to the police headquarters. Contact

me if you need anything."

"Goodbye," Joyce smiled and waved.

"I'll go send Grandma off. I'll come back up myself in a bit," Anderson slid down from beside Joyce and

rushed out of the ward after them.

Darrin asked, "Major, Mr. Warner, we can't go back to the Warner residence. What are the

arrangements next?"

"I don't want to stay in the hospital," Joyce looked around. She was very averse to hospitals. Besides,

this hospital was only temporarily requisitioned, not their own territory, so the warlords couldn't station

guards here long term.

"Let's go back to the duplex penthouse in the city center. There's a helipad on the roof, very

convenient," Luther took out his phone. "I'll make a call to arrange it."

"Okay." Darrin agreed. Having a helicopter that could take off at any time was very convenient for him.

He could fly a helicopter and depart for the Capital temporarily whenever needed.

Joyce asked, "What about Mr. Arnold? How is he?"

"Nothing serious, just that he's old. The impact to his brain was quite big so he needs a long time to

recuperate," Darrin replied. "I just asked the doctor earlier."

Hearing this, Luther said, "Mr. Arnold has dedicated his life to the Warner family. He almost died this

time. He should rest well. I'll have someone send him back home and give him a generous pension.

His children will all be arranged into big companies so he won't have to worry for the rest of his life."

Joyce agreed, "Mr. Arnold should enjoy his blessings now. Don't hire any servants at home for the time

being, just let the regular staff come in to clean. In case any unsavory people take the chance to sneak

in recently."

"Okay. Major, I'll arrange your discharge now. Can you handle it physically?" Darrin asked.

"No problem." Joyce nodded.

Darrin immediately went to handle it.

In the afternoon, Joyce finally returned to Luther's luxury duplex penthouse in the city center.

With an open concept duplex, cold grey interior design, all glass spiral staircase, ultra modern décor,

sensor activated lights, curtain wall backgrounds, it was equipped with a full smart home system.

Compared to the Warner residence, this place was actually more suitable for security arrangements,

with 360 degrees CCTV monitoring and smart alarm systems without any blind spots.

"Wow, so awesome!" Anderson had never been here before. "Dad has so many houses!"

"Can I be in charge of the security system here?"

"You and Darrin will be in charge together. You're still young, Darrin has to check your work, right?"

Joyce smiled.

"Hmph, and I want to audit his work too!" Anderson was a little dissatisfied.

Darrin readily agreed, "Let's supervise each other then. How about we find security holes in each

other's setup? Good?"

"Now that's more like it," Anderson was satisfied. "There should be a computer room here, right?"

"Yes, on the third floor," Luther pointed. "There's an elevator around the corner, go ahead."

Darrin brought Anderson to the computer room.

Luther picked Joyce up and headed upstairs.

"Put me down, I'm very heavy now." Joyce hugged his neck, a little worried about him.

Luther glared at Joyce. "What do you mean? You think I can't even do this much?"

"I didn't mean that, I..." Joyce hesitated. She was worried about his physical condition but didn't want to

hurt him. She bit her lip awkwardly.

Suddenly Luther chuckled. "Why are you so nervous?"

He carried her up to the second floor and put her down on the soft big bed. "The doctor said you need

to stay in bed and not get up unnecessarily."

Saying so, he got into bed as well and took her into his arms.

Joyce snuggled into his embrace obediently, her ear against his chest listening to his strong heartbeat.

Her hand unconsciously caressed his chest, feeling his presence.

It had been so long since they held each other like this. She realized she simply couldn't leave him.

Suddenly, Luther grabbed her little hand. "If you keep touching me like this, I won't be able to control

myself." He glanced at her belly. "We can't be intimate now. The doctor said at least a month after

giving birth."

Joyce glared at him with her beautiful eyes. Annoyed, she asked, "Why did you ask the doctor about

this kind of thing again? What are you thinking about?"

Luther looked back at her. "I didn't ask. The doctor would tell me proactively."

She couldn't refute him. Snuggling against his chest, she asked softly, "So what will you do?"

"What do you mean what will I do?" Luther held her and gently stroked her back.

"Isn't it hard for you to endure? Besides, you've endured for so long already." Joyce bit her lip lightly

and asked in a small voice.