NovelEnglishJoyce drove back to Pascaylia and Luther's sports car was already in the underground garage.
It meant he was already back.
She got out of the car and as she passed his sports car, she felt the heat from his car, indicating that he had just returned as well.
She looked at her wristwatch and it was nine o'clock.
Anderson should still be awake, and she hurried upstairs and back home.
Ivy was still there and when she saw Joyce was back, she was quite happy, "Ms. Knowles, you're back. Anderson has taken a
shower and he might go to bed after playing around a little."
Anderson slid off from the couch and ran up to Joyce, "Mommy, you're home."
Joyce then picked Anderson up, and hugged him hard, "Sorry, today Mommy suddenly got something to deal with, or | would have
cback earlier to stay with Anderson."
"It's okay, Mommy. Your business is more important. " Anderson said understandingly.
Ivy gathered her things, walked to the door, and said, "Ms. Knowles, I'm going to go now. See you tomorrow!"
"Okay, bye!" Joyce waved her hand.
After Ivy left, Joyce looked around her hsuspiciously, wondering why she hadn't seen Luther around. Since he was already
back, normally, he must have been running to her house for nothing.
How strange was it that he was not here today?
No, why should she care if he had cor not?
It was as if she was hoping he would come. She should be even more comfortable if he did not come!
"Mommy, why didn't Uncle cto dinner today?" Anderson asked.
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"Well, Ivy made his favorite steak today and he didn't show up." Anderson looked a little frustrated.
Joyce rubbed Anderson’ soft hair, "It's okay, I'll tell him, and he would be happy anyway. Anderson, have you had your milk yet? It's
tfor bed. "
Anderson nodded, "Yes and | have brushed my teeth, Mommy."
"Well, that's good." Joyce reached out and pinched his little nose, "Tfor bed. Children must have adequate sleep to grow taller."
"All right." Anderson was a little reluctant, but obedient.
His eyes flicked to the doorway, a little lost.
Joyce looked at it with a vague pain in her heart.
She knew that Anderson was waiting for Luther. Could it be that a boy his age really needed a father? Indeed she had been
neglecting Anderson's feelings for a long time, and she felt guilty.
As a mother, she could not give him everything he needed.
Right then and there.
There was a knock on the door.
Meanwhile, almost instantly, Anderson slid out of Joyce's arms and hurried up to open the door.
Sure enough, it was none other than Luther.
"Uncle, uncle." Anderson shouted affectionately.
"Anderson, good boy." Luther picked Anderson up in his arms and walked in, closing the door behind him.
In fact, he had cback for a while, but he spent stin his apartment alone. He needed to empty his brain and needed
the quiet environment where he could think. The amount of information he got today was simply overwhelming. He needed to
think about what to do next.
"Uncle, Ivy specially made the steak you love today. It's a shyou didn't cto eat," Anderson said.
"We are not going to waste it." Luther smiled gently, "I haven't had dinner yet. "
"Really? Then you hurry up and eat it all up." Anderson clapped his hands happily.
"Well, Anderson is a good boy. You go to sleep first, okay?" Luther carried Anderson to his room, put him on the bed, and covered
Anderson with the quilt.
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