You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1881: Daddy'S Embrace

Chapter 1881: Daddy's Embrace

After a long sleep, Joyce held Luther and dozed off for quite a while. Perhaps due to exhaustion from

recent events, she found herself waking in the late afternoon, nearing evening.

Waking up beside Luther, Joyce opened her eyes, feeling a sense of relaxation throughout her body.

Luther was already awake, half-lying on the bed, propped up against the soft cushion. Upon seeing her

wake, he pulled her close and embraced her tightly.

"Awake already. Do you want to sleep a little longer?" he asked.

Shaking her head, Joyce replied softly, "No, I don't need to. I feel dizzy if I sleep too much. I don't

usually take afternoon naps. I've been busy with the drawings lately and it's been taxing, especially with

the Saunders family's matters. I haven't slept well for a few days. Just now, catching up on sleep, I feel

much better."

She sat up, nestled in his embrace, her small hand reaching into his chest, feeling his heartbeat

through his sleepwear.

Adjusting her position, she pressed her cheek tightly against his warm skin. Lately, she had felt herself

becoming more and more attached to him, something that would have been impossible in the past.

Luther leaned down and lightly kissed her forehead. With his left hand, he checked his emails on his

phone and browsed through some important documents.

"Is there an urgent matter at the company? I've noticed you haven't inquired much about it recently,"

Joyce asked softly.

"Not really, operations are running smoothly. There's not much for me to worry about. Are you thirsty?

I'll go get you a glass of water," Luther asked gently.

"No, I'm not thirsty," Joyce replied, mainly wanting to hold onto him a little while longer.

"Alright," Luther held her waist even tighter, pulling her closer to him.

The two of them lingered on the bed for a moment before they heard some commotion outside.

"It sounds like Anderson's voice. It's getting dark. He must be hungry. He said he'd prepare something

to eat, but then ended up just sleeping and not doing anything," Joyce said as she sat up, putting on a

light jacket, preparing to get up.

"I've already arranged for some pastries and Japanese cuisine chefs. They are preparing everything at

home right now. It will be ready in a little while," Luther closed his phone and placed it on the bedside

table, then embraced Joyce from behind.

"You always think ahead. I forgot," Joyce said as she turned and found his kiss meeting her lips.

Their lips naturally pressed together, the kiss growing deeper, leaving both of them breathless. Joyce's

clothes had all loosened, and Luther's were no better.

"Don't do this. Anderson will come in soon," Joyce panted, a bit coquettish. "Can we wait until tonight?"

"Okay," Luther hesitated, pecking her lips a few more times before finally letting her go.

Joyce straightened her clothes and stood up, about to open the door.

Unexpectedly, Anderson burst in ahead of her, his childish voice echoing through the room.

"Mommy, Grandma is video calling! Come and watch with us," he said.

Joyce was taken aback. Cecelia was reaching out to them via video call? She touched her own cheek,

relieved that the earlier warmth had subsided. If things had escalated just now, it would have been

difficult to handle.

She quickly walked to the door. "All right. Let's go."

Luther also threw off the blanket and got out of bed. "I'll join you."

In the living room, Anderson had already set up his high-tech computer and was online.

On the video call, Cecelia appeared, her voice gentle and poised. "Anderson, how have you been

lately?"

"I've been good and very happy. Grandma, how about you? And where's my little sister?" Anderson

replied, waving to Cecelia.

"Grandma is always very happy every day. Now is the happiest time for Grandma. Come here, Alisha,"

Cecelia said softly.

In the video, Cecelia beckoned Alisha over. Joyce and Luther stood to the side, watching the video, but

not daring to show their faces on the call. They wanted to give Alisha time to slowly accept them.

After about ten seconds, Alisha bounced over and appeared on the video.

With big watery eyes and rosy cheeks, her hair had grown longer, styled in cute little braids. Her thin

and delicate lips were well-defined. Clearly, she had gained some weight, looking healthier, with more

refined features, even more beautiful than before-a breathtaking little beauty.

Luther watched, feeling an irresistible urge to hold his daughter. He missed her so much. During the

time Athena kept a close watch, he stayed by Alisha's side day and night. Their separation

afterwardwas difficult for him to adjust to.

"Wow, little sister, I envy you. You get to be with Grandma every day, and you get to eat Grandma's

delicious food," Anderson expressed, his face full of envy.

"You can come too, big brother," Alisha sweetly called out to the camera.

Anderson was genuinely surprised, taking a moment to react. Alisha had just called him big brother.

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another woman.

His mouth hung open for a moment before he said, "Okay, I'll come to see you in a while. I can teach

you how to use a slingshot."

"Pfft, I don't need you to teach me. Grandma taught me. It's so much fun," Alisha replied to the camera.

Joyce and Luther exchanged a glance, both expressing some surprise. Cecelia was truly something.

Not long ago, not only had she won over Alisha, but she had also made Alisha acknowledge Anderson

as her big brother.

Joyce felt immensely comforted. Her longing for Alisha had not ceased for a single day. She felt guilty

for not being there for her daughter since she was born. Her heart was filled with remorse. Alisha's

reluctance to acknowledge her was not something she blamed Alisha for; it was entirely her own

responsibility.

At that moment, Cecelia embraced Alisha from behind and spoke to the camera, "Her injury has

completely healed, and she's all better now. There won't be any more accidents. Her physical condition

is indeed a bit weaker, prone to pneumonia. We need to be careful. I plan to give her some extra

exercises to build up her strength gradually. Most importantly, I've noticed she's prone to allergies and

asthma, which she might have inherited from me. We'll need to pay extra attention to that in the future.

In any case, I will take good care of her."

Joyce nodded as she listened. With her mother around, she naturally felt relieved.

At that moment, Alisha, on the screen, suddenly asked a question.

"Big brother, where's Daddy? Has he come to see me?"

Upon hearing this, Luther was initially stunned, then he felt a surge of joy. Alisha had just called him

"Daddy" again. Last time, Alisha had rejected him, which had deeply saddened him.

He quickly showed his face on the video, excitedly saying, "Alisha, Daddy is here."

Alisha looked up, her bright eyes shimmering. She reached out her hands, approaching the screen as if

trying to touch Luther through it.

"Daddy, hug," she said in a childish voice.

This sentence almost brought tears to Luther's eyes. It was not easy at all. Alisha had accepted him

again, which was truly remarkable.

He regretted deeply the words he had impulsively spoken before, "I don't have a daughter like you." He

regretted it immensely. A child is innocent; it wasn't Alisha's fault at all. If anyone was to blame, it was

him from the very beginning.