Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1990 Daddy Always Supports You

Chapter 1990 Daddy Always Supports You

Luther was relentless, "No, you spend too little time with me."

Joyce hesitated, "..."

Clearly, she spent the most time with him every day, sleeping with him every night. She only occasionally got up to see the kids, always with him. As for the daytime, she would take turns with the nanny to take care of the kids. She had never neglected him. Where did this come from?

It was so strange to see a father being jealous of his own children.

She reached out and punched him in the chest, "You, stop it. You don't want me to go to work, nor do you want me to take care of the kids. Do you want to tie me down? Preferably to your belt? Watch me all the time."

"If I could, of course," Luther shamelessly stated.

Joyce angrily pinched him.

"Ouch," Luther pretended to frown, "That hurts, be gentle."

Joyce was speechless.

Luther took advantage and leaned down, kissing her on the lips.

Seeing her non-reaction, he embraced her and took the opportunity to kiss her, their lips entwining.

This affectionate scene was observed by Cecelia, who happened to pass by.

Cecelia cleared her throat to remind them. She was already used to their affection, did not want to disturb them, but she had something to say.

Upon hearing Cecelia's voice, Joyce widened her eyes and quickly pushed Luther away.

Only then did Luther release Joyce.

Joyce quickly lowered her head and wiped her lips quietly.

Then she looked up and called out, "Mom, is something the matter?"

Cecelia smiled, "I have packed up, and I'm getting ready to leave for the Capital this evening. I've already arranged all the details with a few nannies. I just wanted to ask you if there's anything to take care of."

Joyce shook her head, "Mom, you've thought of everything. I don't need to worry."

Cecelia walked up, "In recent days, how do you feel about the nannies taking care of Wilson and Cullen?"

"They are very dedicated and have not shown any unusual behavior," Joyce thought for a moment and replied.

Luther also agreed.

"Mom, do you think something's wrong?" Joyce asked. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Cecelia pondered, "I've been observing them carefully every day, and their child care is indeed impeccable. But the more flawless they are, the more peculiar I feel. It all seems too smooth. It's like... how to describe it? A person driving on a wide road with no cars in front or behind. It inevitably raises suspicion."

Luther laughed, "Mom, you worry more than I do. These are all people we personally selected."

"Well, perhaps I'm just overly cautious," Cecelia added, "Nevertheless, even if they are people I sent from my contacts, after I leave, both of you need to be more careful."

"Okay, I will," Joyce nodded, "By the way, Mom, Luther's mother, sister, and brother-in-law are coming to visit us today. Since you're still here, we can all gather together."

Cecelia was surprised, "Oh, Xiu Yun is coming too? I haven't seen her in many years. How is her illness?"

Luther replied, "It's manageable. I think she should recognize you by now."

Cecelia lamented, "I never expected your mom to have Alzheimer's. There's nothing I can do to help."

"She's currently receiving the best treatment, don't worry," Luther assured, "They will be here until the wedding is over, then they will return. I've already sent the driver to pick them up, their plane should have arrived."

"Well, that's good, I'll come back before the wedding. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go prepare. Let's have a good gathering," Cecelia quickly said, "Since they are all family, let Mrs. Hurley cook a few dishes casually. We can also order some from a restaurant, I'll arrange it."

Luther stopped Cecelia, "Mom, you don't need to bother."

"Alright, I'll go inform them," Cecelia nodded.

Immediately, Cecelia hurriedly left.

Joyce and Luther both went to the hall.

Alisha was completely absorbed in playing games. In the past half month, her gaming skills had improved significantly, she was skillful and had excellent marksmanship. She didn't seem like a child at all.

Now, it was Anderson's turn to watch Alisha play. Occasionally advising her. They were both enjoying themselves.

Just as a round ended.

Alisha emerged victorious, with 17 kills in the match.

Anderson gave her a thumbs-up, "Impressive! You're the future game champion."

Alisha smiled triumphantly, "That's nothing, I want to play with real guns. Grandma said she's arranged a shooting instructor for me. He'll come the day after tomorrow to teach me how to shoot."

Anderson glanced at her semi-jokingly, "You're not going to practice the violin anymore? After buying it for a few days, you're finally not just using it as firewood and can play a few tunes, only to give up like this?"

"I'm not doing it anymore!" Alisha pouted, "It's not fun at all, my hands were getting sore from playing it every day."

Joyce walked over and said with a smile, "Alright, if you don't want to, you don't have to. Alisha, do whatever you like, learn whatever you want!"

Although Alisha had initially said she wanted to practice the violin, after actually trying it out, she found that she didn't like it. She just envied others for having a talent, it wasn't a genuine interest.

It was fine to give it up, it didn't matter at all. Not everyone could be like Nina.

"Talent is often more important, the future sharpshooter. Daddy will always support you," Luther said, lifting Alisha up, "My little princess. Your grandmother and aunt will come to see you in a little while."

"Grandma and aunt?" Alisha looked at Luther in confusion, she had never met them before.

"It's my mom and sister," Anderson had met Jacqueline and Shelly, so he knew.

"When will they arrive?" Alisha asked with glittering eyes.

"Soon," Luther said softly.

"Ah! Let me down, I want to change into a nice dress," Alisha struggled to get down from Luther's arms.

"You look very nice in your current clothes," Anderson rolled his eyes, "Girls always have so many things."

"Humph, what's it to you, hmph," Alisha stuck out her tongue unapologetically, "I want to change. It's the first time I'm meeting Grandma."

Anderson had a helpless expression.

"Alright, go ahead," Joyce gently patted Alisha's head.

Alisha dashed off in a blur.

Luther sighed and smiled helplessly.