Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1925

Chapter 1925: A Family

Joyce heaved a sigh of relief. Great, Alisha didn't persist.

She quickly replied, "Hmm, good girl, Alisha. Hurry, go find Grandma to change clothes, and then call your brother. Wait for us to change as well, and then we will all leave together."

"Okay," Alisha immediately jumped up from the ground and ran out of the room in a flash.

Luther also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Joyce angry, he cajoled, "Don't be mad. Come, let me help you get dressed. I promise not to overstep again."

"Get lost!" Joyce gritted her teeth. "Don't touch me."

She didn't want him to help her get dressed. It's always been the case that she puts on clothes and then takes them off again.

Luther's expression showed a hint of embarrassment, and he didn't insist. After all, the children were waiting for him to leave together. He changed into a casual suit, looking refreshed.

Because of her big belly, Joyce put on a loose-fitting hooded sportswear, covering her protruding lower abdomen.

Then she sat on the edge of the bed wanting to put on socks, but Luther snatched them away as soon as she picked them up.

"Let me help you put them on. Don't bend over. You're not very mobile right now," Luther said, as he skillfully rolled up the long socks and helped Joyce put them on.

Joyce glared at him. "Not very mobile? Now you feel I'm not very mobile? Why didn't you feel that way when you were being aggressive just now?"

Luther paused for a breath, it was fine until she brought that up, then he suddenly felt all hot. His hand smoothly moved up her leg, the silky stockings feeling like satin, as if stirring up the fire in his heart.

His breath was slightly hurried. "I didn't make you bend over just now. And I was supporting your waist the whole time. I was very careful..."

Before he could finish, Joyce immediately covered his lips. "Don't say it!"

Luther kissed the palm of her hand, moved her hand away, "I won't say it."

Joyce blushed, hastily withdrew her hand. His actions were too tantalizing, she couldn't bear it.

"You don't have to worry. The doctor said you have entered a stable period, and we can increase as appropriate. So I..." Luther reached for her belly, gently caressing back and forth. "Sorry, I got a little too excited today. I'm also afraid of hurting you."

Joyce held his hand, feeling a warm flow in her heart. "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

She nestled into his arms, wrapping her waist around him. Today, he took the first antidote, and she felt hope from the bottom of her heart, she was also very happy. Moreover, she was willing to please him. Only by blending body and mind, relying on each other, could they feel truly secure.

Luther lifted Joyce up. "Okay, we can leave now."

He carried her all the way to the living room.

Joyce pushed him, "Put me down. My mom is here, and the children, they are all watching at the door."

"What's the matter? You're pregnant, I'm worried about you walking. Can't I hold you?" Luther smiled lightly.

Cecelia stood at the door, she helped Alisha put on her shoes, seeing this scene, she remained calm, as if she hadn't seen it.

Alisha asked, "Wow, Mom is so big and still being carried, can't she walk?"

Anderson cleared his throat, "Mom needs to be taken care of now, come on, let's go. Why are we all standing at the door?"