Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1622

Chapter 1622 Extraordinarily Warm

Joyce smiled slightly. Who else could make such a big stir except Juanita? Always sunny and happy.

Juanita was carrying a large bouquet of flowers.

Karl followed behind her.

The two of them walked in together.

"Oh no, the chatterbox is here again." Anderson rolled his eyes.

Joyce pushed Anderson with a smile, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Hehe, I heard someone talking about me behind my back. Tired of living, huh?" Juanita narrowed her eyes and glanced at Anderson.

Anderson pouted, "Whatever. I said it to your face, not behind your back."

"I'm going to catch you. You're dead!" Juanita was about to pounce forward, but was helpless pulled back by Karl from behind, "Stop making trouble. A woman who's about to become a mother, still acting like a child."

Karl's words made Joyce's eyes light up.

"Juanita, are you pregnant?" Joyce asked in surprise.

A hint of red flashed across Juanita's face, "Oh, don't listen to him. It's not completely confirmed yet. My period was late this month, so I took a test. One faint positive, I don't know if it counts."

Joyce poked Juanita on the temple, "Definitely. You don't understand as well as he does. It's still early, so the test shows a faint positive. You can get a blood test at the hospital downstairs. It's more accurate. I can arrange it for you. "

"No need, no need." Juanita hurriedly grabbed Joyce, "We'll know sooner or later. It won't make much difference in a few days. We're here to see Mr. Warner."

Juanita put down the flowers, "Mr. Warner, you look in good spirits and your complexion is not bad. Are you feeling better? I didn't see you at the press conference. I only found out later that you were injured."

Luther smiled slightly, "It's nothing. I'm already better. Just a little injury."

Karl sat down on the sofa.

At this time, Anderson slid off the sofa and ran in front of Juanita, "Aunt Sanchez, you're having a baby!"

Juanita stroked Anderson's little head, "Maybe. If it's a girl, will you marry her in the future?"

Anderson stuck out his tongue, "No way. Your daughter must be like you, chatterbox, sticky, I don't want her as my wife. I would be annoyed to death. I don't have Uncle Gregory's patience. I can't stand it."

As he said this, thoughts of Fair inexplicably came to his mind. Since Fair was taken away, there had been no news of her. He didn't know when he could see her again. He felt very sad.

No, why did he want to see her. He should hate her.

He would absolutely not miss her.

"Wow! Are you itching for trouble!" Juanita screamed. "You actually dare to dislike my daughter! They say a daughter is like her father. What if she has a temperament like your Uncle Gregory? Calm and introverted. You will surely regret it. I just want Joyce's son as my son-in-law. How can you be so stingy?"

Anderson looked speechless, "I will not regret it at all. You want to establish ties with my family so much. My mom has two little brothers in her belly. Let them do it. You can pick anyone of them as your son-in-law."

"Ah!" Juanita heard important information from Anderson's words.

She stared at Joyce in disbelief, then kept staring at Joyce's belly, "You're pregnant with twin boys?!"

Joyce felt a little embarrassed, "I just found out today. Had a maternal blood test."