Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1618

Chapter 1618 Visiting Together

"I'll take care of this. Don't worry about it, I'm afraid you'll be too sad and it will affect the fetus." Luther drew Joyce into his arms and sighed deeply.

Perhaps not having a daughter would be their greatest regret in life.

Because he did not intend to let Joyce suffer the pain of childbirth again.

Joyce leaned against Luther's shoulder, a trace of regret passing through her heart.

In theory, the hidden dangers left by Charlotte back then had finally been completely resolved. Why did she still feel uneasy, always lingering in her mind. Unable to dissipate.

Just as she was thinking, her phone rang.

The call was from Cecelia.

Joyce hurriedly answered the call. She forgot to tell her mother the good news.

On the other end of the phone, Cecelia's excited voice came through, "Joyce, the doctor called me and said it's a pair of twin boys?"

"Yes, Mom, I was just about to call you."

"Wonderful news, heavenly news. I just told your father, he's so happy he can't close his mouth. When Luther is discharged, come to the house to celebrate. We've tied up loose ends these past few days, nothing to worry about. You rest well, take care of yourself. Must not have any mishaps." Cecelia instructed.

"I know. Don't worry." Joyce replied.

After hanging up the phone.

The doctor walked into the VIP ward.

Joyce looked up and asked, "What's wrong? Are there new test results?"

The doctor smiled, "No, all the reports that needed to come out came out yesterday. It's like this, Marshal, Justin has come out of the intensive care unit and has just been transferred over to this VIP ward. I came to ask you, do you want to go up and see him? He's in the VIP room upstairs."

Just then Anderson came in with an energy drink and heard the doctor mention Justin, and quickly said, "Uncle Henderson is better? He came to this hospital too? I want to see him too."

Luther frowned slightly.

He fully understood the whole story of Justin's affairs. He had Justin to thank for his help this time.

"Let's go see him together." Luther stood up.

Joyce was stunned, looking at Luther puzzledly, "You're going too?"

"Why wouldn't I go?" Luther glanced at Joyce, "Am I not allowed to go?"

"Oh. Go if you want to." Joyce shrugged. She just felt strange. The two of them, taking Anderson with them, were going to visit Justin, who Luther had minded the most.

No matter how she looked at it, it felt awkward.

Finally, the three of them came to the VIP ward upstairs together.

Justin seemed to have been there for a while, with doctors and nurses all around.

The hospital bed was tilted at an angle and raised. He was leaning back against the headboard, with a nurse giving him an IV.

Anderson rushed in first, "Uncle Henderson!"

Justin looked over at the sound. Warm sunlight streamed in through the noon sun, falling on his clear and elegant profile, making his facial features even softer.

He said gently, "Andres is here, come give Uncle a hug."

Anderson skipped over to the bedside, grasping Justin's hand, "Uncle, I'm glad you're okay, can't hug, it'll hurt Uncle's wound."