NovelEnglishFinally, she couldn't help but reach out and touch Joyce's cheek.
Left and right, up and down ... She finally gave it a hard squeeze.
"Wow, aweshigh tech! Is it really a mask? Sure it's not plastic surgery? It feels like real skin. It feels so good in the hand."
Juanita gave a few "tsk" in surprise.
"It is indeed possible. Since | cto the Special Investigation Unit, | have seen it a few times. The mask is thinner than a piece of
paper, and it feels completely the sas the real skin. It's even very breathable so you can wear for a really long twithout
problems." Karl explained.
"Hmm. Sometimes | forget to take it down myself." Joyce smiled.
"It's just ... does he not mind?" Juanita pointed to Anderson. After all, Anderson was still a child, and his own mother had to wear a
mask sometimes. Could he accept it?
Anderson sat on top of the couch and suddenly interrupted, "Mom has two faces, and I've been used to it for a long time. You can't
tell anyone about that."
Joyce gently stroked Anderson's little head, and looked a little frustrated.
Anderson had been such a good boy and she felt sorry about what he had to suffer.
Juanita sat down next to Anderson and couldn't resist giving him another hug, "What's Anderson nagain?"
"Anderson." Joyce said, "After the survival, he has been a gift from God to me."
In the box, there was a moment of silence.
They all understood that it was a miracle just to survive in that situation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnderson, moreover, was the miracle of miracles.
"Wow, he's so cute! | love this boy! Joyce, if you're too busy, just leave Anderson to me. | love children the most!" Juanita hugged
Anderson and refused to let go.
Even Karl couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"If you like children, have one for yourself." Joyce looked at the two of them and said with amusement, "It's been four years and
you're still not married. What have you been waiting for?"
"Ah, that was, that was..." Juanita wanted to change the topic.
Karl, instead, admitted instantly, "Soon."
In the past, he carried such a heavy burden in his heart.
After he was shot, Joyce went to confront such a danger alone, leaving the chance of survival to him.
When Franklin found his unloaded pistol and handed it back to him, his heart was completely crushed by the last straw.
Joyce, in her final moments, did not forget to hide his gun, and she did not want to cause him any trouble.
She was just so thoughtful for him.
With his background, would a mere gun cause him any trouble? But still, she did not want him to be criticized.
He understood it all.
From that moment on, he knew he could not forget about her.
As long as he couldn't find Joyce, he just would not get out of the heavy guilt he felt.
Today, almost four years later, he finally knew that she was still alive.
He was so much relieved.
Although, he knew that at the bottom of his heart, he always had feelings for Joyce, and that was not going to change.
However, love was not the sas possession. Now that she was safe and sound, and even her child was safe and sound, he
finally didn’t need to worry so much about her.
He didn’t need to get her and as long as he could watch her from afar and occasionally be informed of something new about her,
he thought it was enough already.
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