Chapter 1229

Anderson yawned, following Julia around outside all day, he was really

sleepy now.

"There's a 24-hour spa on the third floor that's hot at all times, partly

open air, partly indoors, so Andres you can go straight to the shower.”

Luther took a change of clothes and pajamas all out of the first floor

storage room and handed them to Joyce.

Joyce took it, expressionless, he was thoughtful, and he did all the

things without telling her in advance. Of course he can not tell her, after

all, he gave her a sedative. Never mind, for the sake of successfully

rescuing Cecelia, she does not blame him. After all, he made her worry

alot less.

"Come on, Andres, I'll take you to the shower.” Joyce put her arm

around Anderson and prepared to walk to the stairs.

Luther pointed out, "There are indoor elevators.”

"Oh." She responded.

“Dad, you come and wash with us." Anderson suddenly turned his head

and looked at Luther with an expectant look.

Luther froze, and in a rare moment his handsome face gradually

flushed.

Originally he did not have such thoughts, after Anderson said, he

automatically brainstormed a lot of restrictive plot. In turn, his whole

body is hot, and began to get excited.

Joyce also blushed and gave Anderson a slight glare, "What are you

talking nonsense about? How can I take a shower with him."

"Why not.” Anderson twinkled his big crystal eyes, "Many other

children, their parents will bathe together? Isn't it normal to bring them

along sometimes? I've heard that there are private hot springs for

families to soak together."

Joyce, "..."

Anderson said it so eloquently that she didn't know how to answer it.

She didn't realize that the kindergarteners would share this in private.

Her face reddened even more, all the way to her ears.

"Hey, Mommy, your face is so red. Do you have a fever?" Anderson

tensed up and stood on his tiptoes, trying to feel Mommy's forehead.

“No, I'm fine. Ahem." Joyce coughed unnaturally.

"Daddy, come along. Come on." Anderson urged.

Luther glanced at Joyce and looked to the side unnaturally, afraid that

he might lose control if he looked twice more.

"Andres, I'm not going, you and mommy go to the spa, good boy." He

took the initiative to speak up and relieve Joyce.

"Ah, so." Anderson looked disappointed.

"Well, we just moved and there's a lot of stuff to take care of. I'll be in

the shower on the first floor, you guys go up to the spa, be good.”

Luther coaxed in a soft voice.

"All right.” Anderson suddenly came up with another sentence, "Today

you are busy, but tomorrow we will all be together, so we can't go back

on our word."

Luther, "..."

He didn't promise anything though.

Tomorrow, he would like to, but how could Joyce be willing?

He took a look at Joyce's stiff face and felt even more unsure.

Just now at the dinner table, Anderson mentioned wanting a sister, all

the way, Joyce did not say a word.

He knew that it was her heart that was broken.

It's a hurdle that's hard to get past.

“Let's go, no more delays. Take a shower and hurry to bed." Joyce took

Anderson away.

"Andres' room is on the second floor."

Luther added.

Joyce hurried into the indoor elevator without looking back.