Female Novel
Chapter 980
Joyce 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 somethingnovelbin
to deal with, or I would have come back 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 home suspiciously, 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 come or 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 come to dinner today?" Anderson asked.
"I don't know yet." Joyce shook her head, "Maybe he's got his own thing going on."
"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 time for bed. "
Anderson nodded, "Yes and I have brushed my teeth, Mommy."
"Well, that's good." Joyce reached out and pinched his little nose, "Time for 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 come back for a while, but he spent some time in 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 shame you didn't come to 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.