Chapter 1797: Endured For A Long Time

Chapter 1797: Endured for a Long Time

A while later, Darrin brought Anderson back.

Karl also came back to the ward.

Cecelia sat for a moment and said, "There's no time to delay. I'll take

her back to the Capital while Alisha is still unconscious.”

Reassuringly, she added: "On the way, I'll contact the medical team of

the warlords to wait at the residence. I'll also bring in a professional

child psychologist consultant.”

Luther nodded. Naturally he felt at ease with Cecelia. It's just that when

he looked at Alisha, his eyes were full of reluctance to part. Cecelia

said it wouldn't take long, but who knew exactly how long it would need.

He didn't know if he would live to see Alisha recognize him again, and

call him Dad and Joyce Mom again.

Thinking of this, his heart twitched. He held Alisha's little hand a little

tighter.

Joyce held Alisha's little hand reluctantly, soft and pale. Her heart

ached with pain. They had just met and now had to separate again. If it

wasn't to protect the twins in her belly, no matter how difficult it was,

she wanted to teach Alisha personally.

Anderson also came forward, and the family hugged each other tightly,

reluctant to part.

Seeing this, Cecelia couldn't help but look away, her eyes moist.

Karl cleared his throat and said calmly, "It's time to go."

"Okay." Luther steeled his heart and pulled Alisha's little hand out of

Joyce's hand. He carried Alisha and walked to Cecelia.

Cecelia held out her hands to take over Alisha and held the soft little

Alisha in her arms. "Leave her to me. You take care of yourselves. I'll

let you know immediately if there's any good news."

"Mom, thank you for going through all this trouble," Joyce said, already

choking up.

Cecelia nodded. Without lingering, she turned and left holding Alisha.

Karl followed after her.

Before leaving, Karl bid farewell to Joyce and Luther, "I'll go first, to the

police headquarters. Contact me if you need anything."

"Goodbye," Joyce smiled and waved.

“I'l go send Grandma off. I'll come back up myself in a bit," Anderson

slid down from beside Joyce and rushed out of the ward after them.

Darrin asked, "Major, Mr. Warner, we can't go back to the Warner

residence. What are the arrangements next?"

“I don't want to stay in the hospital,” Joyce looked around. She was

very averse to hospitals. Besides, this hospital was only temporarily

requisitioned, not their own territory, so the warlords couldn't station

guards here long term.

“Let's go back to the duplex penthouse in the city center. There's a

helipad on the roof, very convenient,” Luther took out his phone. "I'll

make a call to arrange it."

"Okay." Darrin agreed. Having a helicopter that could take off at any

time was very convenient for him. He could fly a helicopter and depart

for the Capital temporarily whenever needed.

Joyce asked, "What about Mr. Arnold? How is he?"

"Nothing serious, just that he's old. The impact to his brain was quite

big so he needs a long time to recuperate,” Darrin replied. "I just asked

the doctor earlier.”

Hearing this, Luther said, "Mr. Arnold has dedicated his life to the

Warner family. He almost died this time. He should rest well. I'll have

someone send him back home and give him a generous pension. His

children will all be arranged into big companies so he won't have to

worry for the rest of his life."

Joyce agreed, "Mr. Arnold should enjoy his blessings now. Don't hire

any servants at home for the time being, just let the regular staff come

in to clean. In case any unsavory people take the chance to sneak in

recently.”

"Okay. Major, I'll arrange your discharge now. Can you handle it

physically?" Darrin asked.

"No problem.” Joyce nodded.

Darrin immediately went to handle it.

In the afternoon, Joyce finally returned to Luther's luxury duplex

penthouse in the city center.

With an open concept duplex, cold grey interior design, all glass spiral

staircase, ultra modern décor, sensor activated lights, curtain wall

backgrounds, it was equipped with a full smart home system.

Compared to the Warner residence, this place was actually more

suitable for security arrangements, with 360 degrees CCTV monitoring

and smart alarm systems without any blind spots.

"Wow, so awesome!" Anderson had never been here before. "Dad has

so many houses!"

"Can I be in charge of the security system here?"

“You and Darrin will be in charge together. You're still young, Darrin has

to check your work, right?" Joyce smiled.

"Hmph, and I want to audit his work too!" Anderson was a little

dissatisfied.

Darrin readily agreed, "Let's supervise each other then. How about we

find security holes in each other's setup? Good?"

“Now that's more like it," Anderson was satisfied. “There should be a

computer room here, right?"

“Yes, on the third floor,” Luther pointed. "There's an elevator around the

corner, go ahead."

Darrin brought Anderson to the computer room.

Luther picked Joyce up and headed upstairs.

"Put me down, I'm very heavy now." Joyce hugged his neck, a little

worried about him.

Luther glared at Joyce. "What do you mean? You think I can't even do

this much?"

“I didn't mean that, I..." Joyce hesitated. She was worried about his

physical condition but didn't want to hurt him. She bit her lip awkwardly.

Suddenly Luther chuckled. "Why are you so nervous?"

He carried her up to the second floor and put her down on the soft big

bed. "The doctor said you need to stay in bed and not get up

unnecessarily."

Saying so, he got into bed as well and took her into his arms.

Joyce snuggled into his embrace obediently, her ear against his chest

listening to his strong heartbeat. Her hand unconsciously caressed his

chest, feeling his presence.

It had been so long since they held each other like this. She realized

she simply couldn't leave him.

Suddenly, Luther grabbed her little hand. "If you keep touching me like

this, I won't be able to control myself." He glanced at her belly. "We

can't be intimate now. The doctor said at least a month after giving

birth."

Joyce glared at him with her beautiful eyes. Annoyed, she asked, "Why

did you ask the doctor about this kind of thing again? What are you

thinking about?"

Luther looked back at her. "I didn't ask. The doctor would tell me

proactively.”

She couldn't refute him. Snuggling against his chest, she asked softly,

"So what will you do?"

"What do you mean what will I do?" Luther held her and gently stroked

her back.

“Isn't it hard for you to endure? Besides, you've endured for so long

already.” Joyce bit her lip lightly and asked in a small voice.