Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1762

Chapter 1762: Irreversible Future

Darrin couldn't believe it either. Reuben appeared carefree and unconcerned, never focused on his work, but who would have thought he had such expertise?

Darrin confirmed, "So you mean you can be the anesthesiologist who joins us in rescuing Alisha?"

Reuben interrupted Darrin, "Yes, me, it's me. I can do it! No need to find someone else. No one is more reliable than me!"

Darrin's mouth twitched a few times. "You really can?"

Reuben rolled his eyes. "What's with the doubt? Do I not look like I can? I graduated first in my class from medical school. And I even work at the Royal Hospital in Rohomes, performing complex surgeries every month. Do you think I don't know how to administer anesthesia?"

He patted his chest. "Don't even mention anesthesia; you don't need to find a doctor either. Both tasks are on me. From anesthesia to surgery, I can handle it all by myself. That way, you'll have one less person to worry about, and the target is narrowed down."

Joyce looked deeply into Reuben's eyes and said, "That's even better. Thank you."

Reuben glared at Darrin. "You see, Joyce trusts me. Don't worry, I have experience. No matter how difficult the surgery, I can handle it."

Darrin nodded. "If you lend a hand, I believe everything will go smoothly."

In front of Joyce, Reuben took out another satellite communication phone and dialed a number within Rohomes. He spoke to his trusted subordinate, giving some brief instructions. He requested that his subordinate obtain the new anesthesia and immediately deliver it to Khebury. He also asked for his usual set of surgical instruments to be sent over.

His words were professional, completely devoid of his usual carefree demeanor. Reuben, when serious, seemed like a different person, garnering admiration from others.

After Reuben finished arranging everything, Joyce finally felt the reality of the situation. The first difficulty had been successfully resolved, and she felt a slight relief.

They would tackle the next challenges one by one.

After Reuben hung up the phone, Joyce formally addressed him, "Reuben, today's matter is purely personal and unrelated to our previous cooperation. Consider it a great personal favor owed to you."

Reuben heard Joyce address him as "Reuben" and felt that they had grown closer. But when he heard her mention owing him a favor, it clearly drew a line.

His expression fell. "How can the matter of a child be considered a favor? You're being too distant in your words, and I'm starting to get upset."

Joyce smiled. "I can't be too thick-skinned, can I? Let's separate different matters."

She suddenly turned serious. "Actually, I know that you deliberately got close to me. Besides knowing about my warlord identity and wanting to cooperate with me in eliminating OGW, you must have other motives. But right now, you don't want to say it out loud. Otherwise, you wouldn't have appeared in Khebury out of nowhere. Am I right?"

Reuben was taken aback. Joyce was right; he did come to Khebury with other motives.

He opened his mouth but ended up saying, "No matter what my motives are, I will never harm you."

"If you have any requests, just say it. As long as it's within my power, I'll do everything I can to fulfill it," Joyce promised.

He narrowed his eyes, protecting his loved ones was everyone's instinct. So he understood Joyce's current state of mind.

He hoped that everything would go smoothly.

On the other side, Joyce and Darrin left together.

As Darrin drove, he asked, "Sir, Reuben has a medical background, but his mother is kept in a psychiatric hospital. It's really strange. I've been suspicious that there's more to it. Reuben's mother, is it possible that someone deliberately targeted her? Forcing her into the psychiatric hospital? I didn't see Grizela today, and last time, she inadvertently hinted at it. I don't think I misheard."

"It's very possible. Moreover, it's likely that Reuben studied medicine for the sake of his mother. I feel he has a strong dependence on his maternal family. To some extent, he doesn't want to acknowledge his Rohomes identity. Don't you think so?"

"Yeah, I feel the same way." Darrin continued to accelerate, returning to the Warner residence as quickly as possible.

When they arrived, it was already three in the morning.

As they parked the car, Darrin still had some concerns. He advised, "Sir, no matter what, the fact that we've resolved the anesthesiologist and doctor issues simultaneously is great news. Rest well and take care of yourself."

"Okay." Joyce got out of the car. "Don't worry, I won't easily fall down. I'll hold on until the end for their sake."

With that, she walked into the house, went upstairs to Anderson's room, and gave him a kiss. Then she went back to her own room, exhausted, and lay down on the bed. Her body was exhausted, but her mind was filled with thoughts of Alisha and Luther. Every step she took from now on had to be carefully considered, or else she would face an irreversible future.