Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1956

Chapter 1956: No More Wills

Although she was out to relax, she couldn't shake off her preoccupation while eating. Her mind kept wandering back to the research she had been immersed in these past few days.

Luther noticed Joyce's distraction but remained silent. He, too, had been tirelessly brainstorming, as Dr. Jacobs had already arrived in Khebury to join the research efforts. How could he give up? Even for their sake, he had to find every possible solution, to push through until the very end. He only wanted to arrange things properly for the future, ensuring they had nothing to worry about.

"Dad, why aren't you eating?" Alisha asked, looking up.

Alisha, the thoughtful little dove, shared some of her food with Luther, "Dad, you didn't even eat the mini muffins in the car. Aren't you hungry?"

Luther's eyes softened, "Alright, I'll eat now."

After a few bites, Luther continued grilling seafood, adding expensive prawns, crab legs, and special spices, maintaining their freshness and original flavor. He then served each person.

The waiter brought freshly squeezed pomegranate juice for each of them, filling the air with a sweet flavor that seemed to seep into their hearts and lungs.

Outside the window, the deep blue sea and endless sky, with rolling waves, were all so beautiful.

After finishing the seafood, the waiter brought a Japanese-style mini grill for them to roast rice cakes, another specialty of the restaurant.

The soft and chewy texture, slightly crispy exterior.

The flickering flame emitted a bluish-green glow.

Alisha leaned on the table, carefully observing the process of roasting rice cakes.

Suddenly she exclaimed, "It's cracking, it's cracking, Mom, the rice cake is ready."

"Okay," Joyce picked up the rice cake, put it in Alisha's bowl, and also gave one to Anderson, "Be careful, it's hot, wait a while before eating."

"Yay!" Alisha clapped her hands.

After a short wait, Alisha eagerly ate the rice cake, which had a flowing center, a crispy exterior, and even oozed a thick, sweet juice. Soft, chewy, slightly sweet, and extremely delicious.

Anderson also enjoyed the delicacy but kept observing the expressions of mom and dad. Despite appearing harmonious and happy, something felt missing to him.

Alisha ate heartily during this meal.

"Alisha, let your brother show you around here. Stay inside the house, don't go out, and avoid the terrace too," Joyce gently caressed Anderson, "Look after your sister, it's by the seaside after all. Although there are railings, safety should still be a priority. Your dad and I will sit on the terrace for a while."

"Okay," Anderson nodded.

"Go play," Luther waved his hand.

"Yay!" Alisha skipped away, with Anderson following her.

"Brother, there are several little birds over there, let's go see them," Alisha said excitedly.

Once the children departed, Joyce stood up, pushed open the huge glass door, and walked to the terrace.

Luther instructed the waiter to bring two cups of coffee over.