Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1792

Chapter 1792: Overwhelming Emotions

Joyce wanted to sit up and tried to move, but she felt a numbness in her body.

Luther quickly held her down. "Don't move, let me go check. Be careful, you're carrying three lives now. Don't get too excited and don't move around. Just rest and lie down until the doctor confirms that the baby is fine, okay?"

Anderson chimed in, "Yeah, Mommy, don't worry. I'm already a little adult, and with Dad and me at home, we can handle everything."

Joyce chuckled. "I'm not excited. I also want to see Alisha. Last night, I only caught a brief glimpse of her, and it was dark, so I couldn't see her clearly."

"I'll go in first, and then I'll come back to update you," Luther got up.

Anderson waved goodbye to Joyce as he followed Luther.

At the door of Alisha's room, Luther said to Anderson, "Wait outside, I'll go in first."

Although Anderson looked dissatisfied, he obediently stayed at the door.

Luther pushed the door open and saw Reuben deliberately dressed in a doctor's attire, standing by Alisha's bed, pretending to examine her.

"You're such a good kid. Let the doctor check how well your wound is healing," Reuben said.

Alisha remained silent. Reuben checked her and said, "Hmm, very good, no signs of infection. How are you feeling now? Do you feel any dizziness?"

Alisha still didn't speak.

Frowning, Reuben held up two fingers in front of Alisha's face. "How many fingers do you see?" When she didn't react, he changed the question. "What's one plus two?" It shouldn't be like this. There's no brain injury, so why isn't Alisha responding?

Alisha suddenly spoke up, "You're a bad person! You're working with them!"

Reuben had a black line on his face. It seemed that her brain didn't need to be tested; her intelligence wasn't affected. And her intelligence was quite high. Even after their brief encounter last night, she could still recognize his face.

Luther's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Alisha was not in a good emotional state.

He approached gently and called out, "Alisha, are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Alisha turned her head and saw Luther. Instead of her usual warmth, her eyes were filled with resistance and unfamiliarity. It was completely different from before when she would jump into his arms and stick to him.

"I'm in the hospital. Where's Mommy?" Alisha murmured to herself. "Mommy is hurt. Where is she?"

Luther impulsively tried to answer, "Mommy is..."

But he stopped halfway through. He realized that when Alisha mentioned Mommy, she was referring to Athena. It couldn't possibly mean Joyce. He had misunderstood.

Sure enough, Alisha pointed to her own shoulder and burst into tears, "I saw Mommy getting hurt here. Where is Mommy? I want Mommy! Let me see Mommy!"

Luther didn't know how to respond. He could only explain, "Athena is not your Mommy. Your real Mommy is not her. It's..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Alisha screamed, "No, you're lying! You're deliberately lying to me to separate me from Mommy! You're a liar! I don't want to see you! You're not my Daddy! I want Mommy, I want Mommy! I want to be with Mommy!"