Chapter 1115

"Oh, he's taking a shower inside." Joyce replied awkwardly.

Anderson's keen and sharp gaze however had actually made her quite

uncomfortable.

"Oh!?" Anderson let out a soft cry.

Joyce frowned. Was there anything wrong?

Her son was so weird today! He looked weird and he sounded weird.

Just in time, Ivy also came out from the kitchen with a bowl of dessert

in her hand.

With an ambiguous smile, she also looked at Joyce and laughed, "Ms.

Knowles, you must be hungry and tired, have some dessert"

"Good." She took a seat at the table.

Ivy hurriedly brought the dessert to her and looked at her with a smile.

Joyce was hungry, and she was actually starving when she just woke

up.

After a few bites, she felt it tasted good and she quickly finished the

bowl. When she looked up, she saw Ivy standing next to her, and her

smile was even more ambiguous.

Suddenly, she thought of something.

Hell, they thought she was in the room with Luther ... and she came out

of the shower, so it's no wonder Anderson looked so weird!

Ivy said she must be hungry and tired ...

So, they all misunderstood!

Joyce put down her dishes in embarrassment and tried to explain, "lvy,

actually I really didn't have anything to do with him ... last night I was

too tired and he drove all night back, and we were just so tired that we

fell asleep... ..."

She struggled to explain.

At this moment, Luther came out from her room, and he had also

changed into his pajamas.

A large dark blue bath towel was draped over her shoulders.

Above the short, sharp hair, water droplets kept slipping down in a

pretty sexy manner.

“I understand.” Ivy glanced at Luther, and then looked at Joyce with a

smile, “I will get you more. You must be tired and hungry. You need to

eat more."

Anderson was sitting on the couch, playing with his phone, and when

he heard Ivy's words, he couldn't help but giggle.

Joyce, "..."

It seemed that Ivy just would not listen to her.

Any explanation was just futile.

Luther reached up to dry his hair with the towel. There was something

strange about the atmosphere inside the living room. He sat down

suspiciously next to Anderson, and then he took Anderson onto his lap

and wrapped him in his arms.

"What are you all doing? Aren't you going to make dinner? I'm tired and

now I'm hungry." Luther didn't hear their previous conversation. He

asked directly.

Joyce, "..."

Ivy, "Ahem."

Luther looked at their strange faces. What? Did he say something

wrong?

Ivy laughed dryly and hurriedly said, “I'l make dinner right away. The

fish soup is ready. I'll add a few more dishes for you today, so you can

have good nutrition. Aha, I remember there is still some mutton at

home."

She slapped her head and widened her eyes.

“Yes, roast lamb! That would be a good dish. I'll get that for you guys."

Ivy was all smiles as she turned and walked into the kitchen.

Luther, "..."