Female Novel
Chapter 1994: Did It End?
Chapter 1994: Did it end?
Night.
After Anderson and Alisha went back to their room to sleep, and settled in, finally free after a busyday.
Joyce and Luther went to the nursery to check on Wilson and Cullen again.
Wilson and Cullen may have been a little tired from playing during the day, and were both soundlyasleep now. Their small bodies rose and fell with each breath, their rosy faces especially tender.
Luther kissed each of them on the cheek.
Then he and Joyce quietly left the room and closed the door.
With four children in the house, tending to each of them was indeed exhausting.
After bathing, Joyce lay on the big bed, not wanting to move.
Luther came out after his shower and saw Joyce lying on the bed, her hair not yet dry. He turnedback to the bathroom, brought a towel, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Your hair isn't dry yet, whyhaven't you blow-dried it?"
"I don't feel like it." Joyce reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Can we just go tobed early?"
Luther pulled her up. "It's okay if you don't feel like it, I'll help you dry it."
With that, he had her lean against him.
Using the towel to gently dry her hair, and finally smoothing it for her, "Okay, wet hair can causeheadaches, especially when you wake up the next day."
"Who told you that? I never blow-dried my hair before sleeping and never had a headache. Don'tbelieve these so-called expert opinions." Joyce rolled her eyes. "You've been getting more andmore loquacious lately, with all these random rules. You're getting on my nerves, and I'm starting tobe rebellious. If you keep watching me like this, you'll have to sleep in another room."
"Okay, I won't say anything." Luther chuckled softly, unable to do anything about her. It turns out sheis also this willful, truly adorable. Sleeping in separate rooms was absolutely not an option. Hewouldn't be able to sleep peacefully without her in his arms.
Taking off his outerwear, Luther pulled Joyce into bed with him.
"With everyone coming and going today, I know you're tired, get some rest early." He caressed herlong hair, softly twirling his fingers, and touched her smooth arms, a touch so delightful.
"It's actually not bad, I just felt a bit drowsy for a while. I'm feeling better now." Joyce nestled in hisarms. "Your mother seems to have changed a lot, her whole demeanor is completely different."
"With everything she's been through, and getting sick again. She should've seen through it all."Luther was indifferent. He didn't have much of a relationship with his own mother, and everything hedid now was just out of duty.
"Ah, it was a bit awkward today. Wilson didn't want your mother to hold him the whole time. I had tocome up with an excuse, saying that Wilson was shy." Joyce sighed.
"Wilson isn't shy, he just doesn't like my mother, I think it's normal. You should have been honest."Luther raised an eyebrow. Wilson is simply picky about people, no surprise he doesn't want to beclose to Jacqueline and Shelly.
"That's not good." Joyce shifted positions. "Fortunately, today, we sent your mother and Shelly awayfirst. If my mother left first, it would make things even more awkward, and Anderson's behaviorwasn't well concealed either."
Luther pointed at Joyce's forehead. "If he were to deliberately conceal it, he wouldn't be my son.Your mother put in a lot of effort to be good to them. They don't want your mother to leave, it'sAndres showing his genuine emotions, nothing wrong with that."
"It's fine as long as you're not bothered. I just felt a bit awkward." Joyce snuggled in closer to him.
"You're overthinking it. You get what you give." Luther held Joyce even tighter. "Finally, after sendingthem all away, can we talk about something else?"
"What do you want to talk about?" Joyce raised her head from Luther's embrace, looking at him withconfusion.
"Did it end for you?" Luther suddenly asked, pointing in her direction.
Joyce didn't understand. "What's ended?"
Luther looked at her abdomen. "It's been more than twenty days, it should have ended?"
Only then did Joyce realize he was asking if her bleeding had stopped after childbirth. There wasactually a few days when she had been clean.
It was clear that his remark was teasing, which made her cheeks blush.
Biting her lip, she didn't know how to respond.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Luther knew for sure that it hadn't ended yet.
He chuckled wickedly, quickly flipping her onto her back.
But teasingly asked, "Can I? I've been holding back for over a month. It's been too difficult."novelbin
Joyce was struggling to breathe under his weight, her cheeks even redder, she gasped, "Youhaven't been holding back for over a month, nonsense."
"You helped me in the middle, but not nearly enough. I've been going crazy. Can I?" Luther askedwhile a