Chapter 1792: Overwhelming Emotions

Chapter 1792: Overwhelming Emotions

Joyce wanted to sit up and tried to move, but she felt a numbness in

her body.

Luther quickly held her down. "Don't move, let me go check. Be careful,

you're carrying three lives now. Don't get too excited and don't move

around. Just rest and lie down until the doctor confirms that the baby is

fine, okay?"

Anderson chimed in, "Yeah, Mommy, don't worry. I'm already a little

adult, and with Dad and me at home, we can handle everything.”

Joyce chuckled. "I'm not excited. I also want to see Alisha. Last night, I

only caught a brief glimpse of her, and it was dark, so I couldn't see her

clearly."

“I'll go in first, and then I'll come back to update you," Luther got up.

Anderson waved goodbye to Joyce as he followed Luther.

At the door of Alisha's room, Luther said to Anderson, "Wait outside, I'll

go in first.”

Although Anderson looked dissatisfied, he obediently stayed at the

door.

Luther pushed the door open and saw Reuben deliberately dressed in

a doctor's attire, standing by Alisha's bed, pretending to examine her.

“You're such a good kid. Let the doctor check how well your wound is

healing,” Reuben said.

Alisha remained silent. Reuben checked her and said, "Hmm, very

good, no signs of infection. How are you feeling now? Do you feel any

dizziness?"

Alisha still didn't speak.

Frowning, Reuben held up two fingers in front of Alisha’s face. "How

many fingers do you see?" When she didn't react, he changed the

question. "What's one plus two?" It shouldn't be like this. There's no

brain injury, so why isn't Alisha responding?

Alisha suddenly spoke up, "You're a bad person! You're working with

them!"

Reuben had a black line on his face. It seemed that her brain didn't

need to be tested; her intelligence wasn't affected. And her intelligence

was quite high. Even after their brief encounter last night, she could still

recognize his face.

Luther's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Alisha was not in a good

emotional state.

He approached gently and called out, "Alisha, are you awake? Do you

feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Alisha turned her head and saw Luther. Instead of her usual warmth,

her eyes were filled with resistance and unfamiliarity. It was completely

different from before when she would jump into his arms and stick to

him.

“I'm in the hospital. Where's Mommy?" Alisha murmured to herself.

"Mommy is hurt. Where is she?"

Luther impulsively tried to answer, "Mommy is..."

But he stopped halfway through. He realized that when Alisha

mentioned Mommy, she was referring to Athena. It couldn't possibly

mean Joyce. He had misunderstood.

Sure enough, Alisha pointed to her own shoulder and burst into tears, “I

saw Mommy getting hurt here. Where is Mommy? I want Mommy! Let

me see Mommy!"

Luther didn't know how to respond. He could only explain, “Athena is

not your Mommy. Your real Mommy is not her. It's..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Alisha screamed, "No, you're lying!

You're deliberately lying to me to separate me from Mommy! You're a

liar! I don't want to see you! You're not my Daddy! I want Mommy, I

want Mommy! I want to be with Mommy!"

Reuben, on the side, rubbed his temples. It was really difficult to

explain to a four-year-old child. It's not like he could provide a DNA test

for the child to understand.

Luther took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and attempted to

persuade Alisha. "Alisha, how do you feel in your body? Are you

uncomfortable? Tell me first, if you're not feeling well, I'll have the

doctor come and check on you. Also, are you hungry? What do you

want to eat? Dad will go buy it for you."

Alisha climbed out of bed and huddled under the covers, repeating, "I

want Mommy, I want Mommy."

Luther felt helpless.

At that moment, Anderson secretly poked his head through the crack in

the door. He was curious and had wanted to see what his little sister

looked like. Fair had mentioned before that there was a girl who looked

quite similar to him and was around the same age, presumably

referring to Alisha.

Hearing the commotion inside, he peeked in and saw Alisha sitting on

the bed.

He observed her for a moment. She was such an adorable littlegirl,

very beautiful, with exquisite features and shining dark eyes. Her

chubby cheeks resembled sticky rice balls, tempting anyone to pinch

them. So this was his little sister.

Even though her emotions were unstable at the moment, with just one

glance, he felt a strong fondness for her.

Unable to resist, he sneaked in, wanting to help Luther convince Alisha.

Adults and children were not easy to communicate with, and he thought

maybe children could understand each other better.

"Hey, sis, I'm your big brother. Hi, nice to meet you!" Anderson greeted

enthusiastically.

Luther suddenly realized that Anderson had sneaked in.

His heart sank, sensing that something was not right. Because

Anderson didn't know that Athena had instilled in Alisha the idea that he

had another woman outside and had another child. Now it seemed that

it had become a reality.

Indeed, Alisha initially looked at Anderson and then glared at him.

Suddenly, she burst into tears and cried, "Daddy lied! Daddy really has

another woman and had a child with her! Sob... Mommy didn't lie to

me, sob..."

Luther helplessly massaged his forehead. Now he really didn't know

how to explain.

Anderson stood frozen in place, his face filled with confusion. What was

going on?

"We're twins, you know? We have the same mother. Look at me

closely. Don't you think we look alike?" He thought his argument made

sense.

But he forgot that some people, especially girls, couldn't be reasoned

with.

“No, you're lying! You're the wild child Daddy had with another woman.

You've ruined my family and driven away my Mommy. I hate you! I hate

you! I hate you all!" Alisha kicked her legs, kicking off the blanket.

Reuben hurriedly tried to stop her, fearing she would tear open her

chest wound. "My little sweetheart, please don't struggle. Your chest

wound will open up!"

Anderson watched everything speechlessly, now truly understanding

how difficult it was.

Alisha continued to cry and shout, demanding her mommy.

Finally, helpless and afraid that she would further injure herself, Luther

and Reuben had to step forward and forcefully restrain her limbs to

prevent her from moving.

Alisha fiercely resisted, her emotions spiraling out of control.

Shaking his head, Reuben signaled to Luther, “There's no other way.

We'll have to give her another sedative."

Luther sighed, realizing that this was the only option.