Chapter 1096

Luther was in a hurry when he returned to Khebury and had no time to

buy gifts.

What's worse, Joyce disappeared later, and he was so distraught that

he ignored Anderson's feelings.

But it would be the greatest gift of all if he could give Anderson a

complete home as soon as possible.

"Okay." Anderson was somewhat sad.

"Mr. Warner, it's time for us to go to the kindergarten. It's almost time."

Ivy said with a smile.

"Well, go on, Anderson, I'll take you to school myself next time. I have

something else to tell your mother today.” Luther stroked Anderson's

soft hair.

"Well, bye." Anderson waved his soft little hand.

When Ivy and Anderson were gone, Luther got into Joyce's apartment

and closed the door behind him.

Joyce had just heard their conversation inside, and she deliberately did

not come out to avoid the awkwardness. By the time Luther came in,

she was sitting in front of the dining table eating breakfast.

Luther walked up to her and took the seat next to her.

Glancing at her, he asked, "You don't look too good. Didn't sleep well

last night? Your eyes are a little puffy and bloodshot.”

As he said that, he heartily reached out and touched her long soft hair.

At the same time, he looked at her carefully. He looked at her perfect

face and soft neck. She was wearing pajamas, revealing some snow-

like skin around her chest. There were no scars and nothing unusual.

It did seem that she was alright.

Although he had no idea what really happened last night, right now, she

was able to sit there intact having her breakfast leisurely.

He could finally feel relieved. Thank God she was safe and sound.

He could no longer bear the pain of losing her. He did not want those

days again when he kept his eyes open the entire night.

"Yeah? Maybe, I kept dreaming in my sleep last night." Joyce did not

want to say more about last night.

Luther's handsome face showed a smile, "What did you dream? Did

you miss me?"

Joyce scrolled her eyes. She had just got him a bowl of vegetable

porridge in her hand and shoved it directly in front of him.

"Eat your breakfast!"

She said in a pouty tone.

It's as if they had returned to their usual routine.

Luther smiled lightly. He had been worried all night and now he was

indeed hungry.

He picked up a white enamel spoon and gently stirred the vegetable

porridge in the bowl.

The sunrise finally pierced through the thick clouds, dispersing the early

morning fog and spilling warmth into the living room.

He slowly ate a few bites, and the hot porridge gradually expelled the

chill from his heart and warmed even his body.

"What have you been doing back in Khebury? Why are you back so

soon?" Joyce asked absently, just trying to find something to talk about

so Luther wouldn't focus on her not answering her phone last night.

"Some official business from the group headquarters. I just needed to

sign some agreements and handled some unfinished projects for

Clarenworth.” He looked at her with a sultry look, "I have been working

so hard for days and nights, and I could get no sleep. Look at my

eyes."

Joyce felt speechless inside her heart.

Wasn't he a workaholic? Now he just got tired after a few days of work?

She took a closer look at his handsome face that he had deliberately

come up, and indeed, his eyes were a bit bloodshot. It looked as if he

had not slept well. No, he hadn't slept at all.