Female Novel
Chapter 1331
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Luther got up and he too went to wash briefly and when he returned he found that Joyce had fallen
asleep with Andres in her arms.
The night light is still on.
She did not sleep soundly and her brow was slightly furrowed.
He lay down beside Andres and tucked them in. Reaching out, he stroked her long brow, stretching it in
a nice curved arc.
Let her get a good night's sleep.
Tomorrow, we will wake up with a lot of new things to face.
The next day.
A sleep until nine o'clock, Joyce woke up to find Andres sleeping between them, she and Luther left
and right to protect Andres, no wonder Andres slept well later last night.
When she woke up, Luther was awakened as well.
He sat up and said with concern, "How are you feeling? You didn't catch a cold last night?"
Joyce shook her head and held Andres tighter in her arms.
Suddenly, Anderson screamed out loud. Then his eyes opened.
Joyce hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Andres? Had a nightmare this morning?"
Anderson's first reaction, asking, "godmother, how is godmother?"
Luther said soothingly, "Saved and still in the hospital. It's all right." He omitted the fact that Julia was
still unconscious, but of course he couldn't tell Andres.
"Oh." Anderson breathed a sigh of relief.
He is also not stupid, although usually dislike godmother roly-poly, but the crisis, godmother first
thought is to protect him.
"godmother was hurt trying to protect me." Anderson was depressed and got up from the bed with a
grunt, "I'm going to see her."
Joyce hurriedly hugged Anderson, "godmother did surgery, need to recuperate a few days. Andres
good, you first rest at home for a few days. I've already asked for leave for you. What do you want to
eat, say, mom to do for you."
"Oooh ...," Anderson whimpered.
Yesterday's fear was repressed until today, when it was released.
Luther heartily hugged Anderson over to him, "Andres is so strong, he's already a little man."
Yesterday he grabbed Andres by the sleeve and carried Andres into his arms, away from the big out-of-
control truck.
His heart almost stopped and he felt dull and numb at the time, and then Julia happened and distracted
him and he didn't feel scared until now.
Almost.
He dreaded to think how run down he would be if he lost Andres.
Andres is still so small. Can't afford to be hurt a little.
"Joyce, how about just sending Andres back to Khebury? Sending someone to look after and protect
him?" Luther offered again, though he didn't want to.
Joyce was silent.
After what happened, she had to reconsider the question.
Is it really safe for Anderson to follow her around all the time?
The open gun is easy to hide, the dark arrow is difficult to prevent.
What if I get hurt again? Not every time, there will be good luck.
"No, don't. I don't want to be separated from Mommy and Daddy." Anderson cried louder, clinging to
them and refusing to let go.
Joyce sighed.
Andres needs companionship, and she doesn't understand that.
Luther also stared in disbelief.
He had a hard time finding his wife and children, and he couldn't bear to part with them.
And, it's still a long way off.