Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1617

Chapter 1617 Babies

In the VIP ward.

Joyce sat on the sofa with a black face.

Anderson was on the large bay window, basking in the sun and playing games.

Luther looked amused at Joyce's angry face.

"What's wrong with you, you've been frowning since you got back."

Joyce looked up and complained, "It's all your fault, you had to know the gender in advance, now I'm in a bad mood."

Luther stroked her hair and coaxed her softly, "Aren't boys and girls all the same? Our children, boy or girl, I like them all."

"Three boys, just thinking about it gives me a headache." Joyce bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed with anger.

"Mom, am I going to have two little brothers?"

Anderson had understood their conversation and came over to ask.

"Yes, Andres, do you like your little brothers?" Luther smiled and lifted Anderson onto his lap.

"Although I really wanted a little sister. But little brothers are great too. Mommy, don't worry, I'll take good care of them. Teach them to shoot slingshots, teach them to play games." Anderson patted his chest to ensure, "I'll be the best brother in the world. Won't bother Mommy."

Joyce was amused by Anderson, "How could I find them annoying?"

"Then why is Mommy unhappy?" Anderson's eyes were bright, "Does Mommy want a daughter too?"

Joyce was stunned.

She had never spoken her thoughts aloud. Of course she wanted a daughter to make up for Iris's regret. This knot buried in her heart could never be untied. Anderson did not know about Iris's existence, so he could not understand her feelings.

And she did not want to say more. Now, using Iris's matter to stimulate Luther again and hurt each other was meaningless.

"Forget it. The fate of sons and daughters is predestined by heaven." Joyce ruffled Anderson's hair, "What do you want for lunch? Mommy will take you out to eat?"

"No need, pack it back to the ward to eat, I want to stay with Dad." Anderson shook his head, feeling like he had been away from his parents for a long time and didn't want to be apart from them for a moment now.

Joyce understood Anderson's meaning and held him in her arms distressedly, "Well, Andres will never be separated from Mom and Dad again."

"Go play." Luther patted Anderson on the shoulder, "I have something to say to Mommy."

"Okay." Anderson obediently slid down from Joyce and went to play with his phone by the bay window.

After Anderson left, Luther drew Joyce into his arms and coaxed her, "Two boys are great. I thought we could name one of them Heath, so he can inherit the Heath family in the future."

Joyce looked up abruptly, gazing into Luther's eyes, with crystal flashes in her heart. She was touched, this man thought really thoroughly, both intimate and broad-minded.

"Do you really think so?" She asked uncertainly.

"Of course." Luther glanced at Anderson, "Andres is extremely talented and will have his own achievements in the future. I don't think he wants to be bound either. Whether it's the Warner family or the Heath family, I don't think he wants to inherit either."

Joyce was stunned.

He was right. In this regard, she was clear too, because she had asked Anderson privately before, and he didn't seem interested in either side.

Anderson wanted to make his own way in the world, and perhaps his achievements in the future would not be inferior to R&S Group. This was also the life he wanted.

Seeing Joyce in a daze.

Luther pinched her nose, "Heaven has given us a pair of boys. One will inherit the Warner family in the future, and the other will inherit the Heath family. One named Warner, the other named Heath, what do you think?"

Joyce bit her lip and did not speak. Her heart surged.