Female Novel
Chapter 1377
Chapter 1377
When he finished, he turned to Luther, "The master bedroom is packed, young master and lady, please
go upstairs."
Joyce took Anderson's hand, "It's twelve o'clock, no more delays."
"Okay." Anderson was a child after all, and felt tired after a while.
Joyce took Andres to shower and wash up.
After they were packed up, they went to the master bedroom where she carried Andres to the king-size
bed and soon put Andres to sleep.
Lying in bed, looking at the once familiar room.
She lived in the master bedroom for a while at the time.
Thinking back to how good Stephanie had been to her, she felt a sense of emotion within her heart.
In the end, she was able to find out the truth for Stephanie, and four years of unresolved cases finally
came to light. There are too many hardships along the way to express in words.
There are always regrets when someone has passed away.
After Luther washed up, he came to the room.
The lights are still on, and the faint light reflects her stunningly beautiful side face.
She seems to have something on her mind, her thoughts are indistinct and she keeps drifting off.
He walked over, stepped onto the bed, and took her into his arms.
"What's wrong, what's on your mind?" He sniffed the fresh scent of her body, mesmerized by it.
"Thinking about Grandma." Joyce didn't deny it either, she just said it.
Luther froze.
When you return to your hometown, it is inevitable to remember the sorrowful past. He has been
reluctant to return to the main residence for many years for the same reason. Good thing, now there is
her.
The death of his grandmother was also the pain of his life.
He held her tighter, "I'm sorry. I'm the one who didn't trust you."
She shook her head and sighed, "Grandma was really good to me. I grew up in an orphanage, and at
that time, I truly considered my grandmother as my own family. Unfortunately, in the end, it didn't
protect her. I can never forget that. I came back here and saw her cold body already. I also can never
forget the look on her face when she was dying."
At the end, her voice almost choked.
He paused for breath, "Grandma must have felt your heart. She's in heaven and will know."
"Hmm." Joyce nodded.
"Maybe it's just fate. I guess that when they were young, Grandma and Mia were close friends.
Although they were separated by decades. The Mia in my memory is already blurred. Perhaps when
Grandma first saw you, she subconsciously overlapped you and Mia. Luther lamented.
"Similarly, the grandmother was the first to recognize Charlotte's identity as a fake daughter. It must
have been because she recalled Mia and began to suspect Charlotte. Unfortunately, she failed to
speak up and was killed." Joyce lay down, looking at the ceiling, stunned.
Likewise, can Grandpa in heaven, Rodney, rest in peace?
Charlotte is dead.
But all, it did not end.
Luther carried Andres to the side, where he lay down with Joyce in his arms, turned off the light and
tucked her in.
"Don't think so much, everything will pass. The most difficult time have survived, the rest will be solved
smoothly, believe me."
Joyce was rarely at ease in his arms.
I haven't set foot back in Khebury for four years.
It was hard not to feel a lot of emotions when I came back.
Luther quietly wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked her until he felt her in his arms and
even breathing coming from her.
Turn on the night light.
He turned his head sideways and looked at her sleeping face in the faint light.novelbin
After four years, finally in his own home, in this bed, holding her to sleep again.
He was satisfied.