Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1971

Chapter 1971: I Can Prove It for Him

Just as Luther was at his wit's end, suddenly, a clear and bright female voice rang out, "I can prove it for him."

The door to the hospital room was gently pushed open. The person who walked in was none other than Cecelia.

Joyce followed the sound of the voice and saw Cecelia, calling out gently, "Mom, you're back."

Cecelia looked radiant, "It's good that you're awake. Luther has been beside your bed, worried sick. He hasn't left for a moment. I offered to take over for him, but he refused. I told him to rest in the next room, but he wouldn't. It's really unfortunate that the moment I left, you went into labor early. When I received the news and rushed over, you had already given birth and passed out."

She walked over and reached out to feel Joyce's forehead, "It's good that you don't have a fever. I have some experience - some people pass out after giving birth simply because they're tired. The doctor also said that all the indicators are normal. There's no internal bleeding or inflammation. Just get some rest, and you'll naturally wake up. I've tried to reassure Luther, but he's just too worried and insists on staying by your side. I had no choice but to follow suit."

Luther held Joyce's hand, his big hand tightly enveloping hers.

"She hasn't been waking up, of course I'm worried. Mom, please explain to her quickly that the poison in my body really has been neutralized. Last night, when Dr. Jocelyn brought the antidote, you even chatted with her for a bit. You know the situation best - the poison in me has been neutralized. My sense of taste and vision have returned. Joyce just won't believe me."

Joyce looked at Cecelia, "Is what he says true?"

"It is true!" Cecelia nodded with a smile. "He didn't lie to you; the poison really has been neutralized. Dr. Jocelyn said that there's no need to go back for blood tests; she has already conducted experiments. And the real antidote should work in one go. There's no issue of residual poison. As for Luther's sense of taste, it has undoubtedly returned. At 3 a. m., when he was too tired, I prepared beef and vegetable porridge for him. At that moment, he could taste the flavors - fresh, salty, all without any issue. Don't worry. If you can't trust him, can you not trust me? Have I ever deceived you?"

With that, Cecelia affectionately patted Joyce's head, as a mother would.

At that moment, Joyce finally believed.

She felt her whole body go soft, a genuine burden lifted off her, feeling incredibly relieved.

"Too good, it's really too good." Joyce's lips trembled with excitement, "Really too good, really just in time. So good, so good!"

She repeated it several times, "So good."

Not knowing how to express her excitement, she suddenly threw herself into Luther's arms, tightly hugging his neck, hanging onto him, burying herself in his neck.

Even though her mother was present, she wouldn't normally have such courage. But now, she didn't care about anything else, just wanting to express her excitement through action.

"So good!" she quivered. Due to his poisoning, she had finally resolved this matter. The burden in her heart lifted. She no longer had to worry about his life, no longer had to worry about not growing old with him.

Luther was infected by Joyce's excitement, hugging her back tightly, gently patting her back.

"It's all over, everything's fine."