Chapter 1230

The open-air spa on the top floor is truly extraordinary.

Half indoor, half outdoor. The indoor part also came with a glass dome.

The starry night was simply beautiful.

Anderson ran around excitedly, bubbling inside and out, sometimes

drinking the drink placed next to him, sometimes looking up at the

starry sky.

"Okay, Andres, it's time for you to get out.” After Joyce had soaked in

the hot spring, her whole body felt more relaxed than ever.

She shouted twice, but heard no answer from Anderson.

She walked closer to have a look, it turns out that the little one has

fallen asleep on the side of the pool.

She looked down and smiled.

She then got a large towel to Andres from the hot spring. He slept very

deeply, eyes tightly closed, his bulging cheeks pink.

“Look at you, after being naughty all day, you're finally tired and

asleep.” She dotingly pinched his little face bag. Dried him off, then put

on his robe pajamas.

She carried him to the room on the second floor, put him on the big soft

bed and covered him with the blanket.

After settling in with Anderson, she returned to the first floor lobby in her

pajamas.

From the first floor to the third floor, there are many rooms, and she

don't know which room is reserved for her.

She had just walked downstairs when suddenly, a warm embrace

behind her pulled her into her arms.

Luther wrapped his arms around her silently from behind.

With his arms around her waist, he didn't say a word, but buried himself

between her fragrant hair, deeply smelling the unique smell belonging

to her.

She regained her original appearance, and it was the first time he held

her with such recklessness.

Joyce's body stiffened, and through her pajamas, she could feel the hot

temperature radiating from his chest. His body, there is a fresh smell

after a bath. Obviously he has also taken a shower.

She tried to push him away. But he held her tightly.

He turned her around so that she was facing him.

Taking her hand, he pressed it to the spot where his heart was.

"Joyce ... I know you still hate me, you have not forgiven me, that day,

you pointed a gun at my heart, did you, really want to kill me?"

He murmured, "I'm sorry about Iris, I really didn't know. I'm sorry .. if

you want me to pay with my life, I won't say half a word."

He sinned deeply.

Andres, Iris.

Andres survived, but they could meet Iris in their dreams.

She was pregnant with her baby, fell off a cliff and into the sea, and

God did not give all the gifts. They lost their daughter, Iris .

She was born without breath. he could imagine how desperate she

was.

He understood how much she hated him, why she hadn't shown up for

four years, and why she couldn't forgive him.

Tonight, the others had mentioned her taboo. He understood why she

had lost her temper.

“I'm really sorry. I'd rather you shoot me than treat me like this,

nonchalantly.” He sighed, he could see that from Club Pascaylia, when

she showed her true face, to the sedative waking up, to the trip to Karl's

house for dinner together, she had kept him at a distance, deliberately

distancing herself from him.

He thought that opened up the truth to each other and joined forces to

save Cecelia .

They had no idea that there would be a de-escalation between them,

but Iris’ incident became a deep thorn in her heart and a barrier

between them.