Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1740

Chapter 1740: Discovering a Trace of Blood

Four o'clock in the morning is when people are most vulnerable after falling asleep. Usually, even if there's movement nearby, one wouldn't easily wake up.

Joyce was in a deep sleep, and her subconscious told her that there seemed to be some movement beside her, but she couldn't open her eyes.

She wasn't sure if it was a dream or real, but she felt someone embracing her from behind. She had been feeling a bit cold while sleeping, but now she felt warm and secure.

She shifted slightly, wanting to turn around, but it seemed like someone gently caressed her, from her back to her slightly bulging belly, with gentle and tender movements, soothing her to sleep. She was already tired and fell into a deep slumber once again.

It had been a long time since she felt this way, as if she had returned to the past, nestled in Luther's arms, sleeping deeply every night.

Had he come back?

Or was she dreaming?

She couldn't distinguish.

When she woke up again, it was already dawn.

Joyce suddenly opened her eyes and looked around. She was in her own room, and there was no one beside her. The feeling of being touched and soothed to sleep last night still felt real, as if it had truly happened.

She rubbed her temples, feeling a slight headache.

Although she tried not to show it in front of Luther, she really missed him. Unknowingly, she had become dependent on him, and he was all she thought about every day.

Even in her dreams, it was him.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the pillow beside her. She approached it, looking closer, and noticed that there was a strand of black hair on it.

She picked up the hair and, judging by its thickness, it couldn't belong to Anderson. Besides, she had just washed her pillow yesterday. She had long hair herself, so where did this short hair come from?

Her eyes brightened, and she took a deep breath. It was Luther. He had really come back!

She wasn't dreaming. Luther had indeed slept beside her last night, comforting her to sleep.

It wasn't a dream!

Joyce quickly put on her coat and got up. She hastened to freshen up, went to the living room, and then rushed to the garden, searching through the garage and the entire villa, but she didn't see any trace of Luther.

At that moment, Mr. Arnold, who had just finished pruning branches, returned and respectfully asked, "Mrs. Warner, what are you looking for?"

Joyce pointed outside, "Luther came back last night. Do you know about it?"

Mr. Arnold was taken aback and shook his head, "I don't know. Really? I didn't see him when I woke up. Should I check the surveillance footage to confirm if Mr. Warner came back?"

Joyce nodded, "Okay, I'll go check on Anderson first."

Joyce returned to the living room, and Anderson happened to come downstairs. He had already finished getting ready and was excitedly hopping and calling out, "Mommy, Daddy came back last night!"

Joyce hurriedly asked, "You noticed it too?"

Anderson nodded repeatedly, "Daddy left a note on my bedside. Look at it quickly."

Anderson handed the note to Joyce, and it had a series of numbers written on it.

"What does this mean?" Joyce asked, puzzled.