NovelEnglishLuther was in a hurry when he returned to Khebury and had no tto buy gifts.
What's worse, Joyce disappeared later, and he was so distraught that he ignored Anderson's feelings.
But it would be the greatest gift of all if he could give Anderson a complete has soon as possible.
"Okay." Anderson was somewhat sad.
"Mr. Warner, it's tfor us to go to the kindergarten. It's almost time." Ivy said with a smile.
"Well, go on, Anderson, I'll take you to school myself next time. | have something else to tell your mother today." Luther stroked
Anderson's soft hair.
"Well, bye." Anderson waved his soft little hand.
When Ivy and Anderson were gone, Luther got into Joyce's apartment and closed the door behind him.
Joyce had just heard their conversation inside, and she deliberately did not cout to avoid the awkwardness. By the tLuther
cin, she was sitting in front of the dining table eating breakfast.
Luther walked up to her and took the seat next to her.
Glancing at her, he asked, "You don't look too good. Didn't sleep well last night? Your eyes are a little puffy and bloodshot."
As he said that, he heartily reached out and touched her long soft hair.
At the stime, he looked at her carefully. He looked at her perfect face and soft neck. She was wearing pajamas, revealing
ssnow-like skin around her chest. There were no scars and nothing unusual.
It did seem that she was alright.
Although he had no idea what really happened last night, right now, she was able to sit there intact having her breakfast leisurely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe could finally feel relieved. Thank God she was safe and sound.
He could no longer bear the pain of losing her. He did not want those days again when he kept his eyes open the entire night.
"Yeah? Maybe, | kept dreaming in my sleep last night." Joyce did not want to say more about last night.
Luther's handsface showed a smile, "What did you dream? Did you miss me?"
Joyce scrolled her eyes. She had just got him a bowl of vegetable porridge in her hand and shoved it directly in front of him.
"Eat your breakfast!"
She said in a pouty tone.
It's as if they had returned to their usual routine.
Luther smiled lightly. He had been worried all night and now he was indeed hungry.
He picked up a white enamel spoon and gently stirred the vegetable porridge in the bowl.
The sunrise finally pierced through the thick clouds, dispersing the early morning fog and spilling warmth into the living room.
He slowly ate a few bites, and the hot porridge gradually expelled the chill from his heart and warmed even his body.
"What have you been doing back in Khebury? Why are you back so soon?" Joyce asked absently, just trying to find something to
talk about so Luther wouldn't focus on her not answering her phone last night.
"Sofficial business from the group headquarters. | just needed to sign sagreements and handled sunfinished projects
for Clarenworth." He looked at her with a sultry look, "I have been working so hard for days and nights, and | could get no sleep.
Look at my eyes."
Joyce felt speechless inside her heart.
Wasn't he a workaholic? Now he just got tired after a few days of work?
She took a closer look at his handsface that he had deliberately cup, and indeed, his eyes were a bit bloodshot. It looked
as if he had not slept well. No, he hadn't slept at all.
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