You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 2003

Chapter 2003: Testing One by One

Joyce carried Wilson back to her room, with Luther opening the door for her and taking Wilson from her arms.

"How was it? Taking Wilson away, how did Jane react?"

"No reaction, she seemed normal. She was tired, and she fell asleep as soon as I left," Joyce replied.

As she spoke, she placed the baby bottle and diapers on the bedside table.

Then, she took out a half-packed crib mattress from the cupboard and placed it in the center of their big bed, lying down between them.

Luther carefully placed Wilson on the crib mattress. "What about Cullen? Did you check on him too?"

"Yes, Cullen was fast asleep. Mrs. Powell also dozed off. She didn't know I went in," Joyce replied.

She lay down next to Wilson, gently holding his tiny hand in her delicate hand, feeling a warm rush in her heart but also a sense of worry.

Luther also lay down next to Wilson. "In that case, tomorrow, arrange for Mrs. Brown to replace Mrs. Powell for the night shift, citing the need for rotation in resting. Let's see how Mrs. Powell reacts."

"Yes, that's what I'm thinking. The room next to the nursery has been vacant. Tomorrow, we'll move there to sleep. Wilson and Cullen, we'll take turns bringing one of them to sleep with us every day. After a few days, we'll have both of them sleep with me, and we can call the nanny for help when needed for night waking and feeding. What do you think?"

"I don't recommend it. One, you'll be too tired, affecting your daytime energy. If a real situation arises, you won't be able to handle it. Second, if it's too obvious, someone will certainly suspect," Luther advised.

Joyce sighed, "This won't work, that won't work either. Leaving the fragile babies in the hands of unknown individuals. How can I trust?"

"I understand your concerns. Even though there are monitors in the room, if something really happens, we won't be able to react in time," Luther's eyes turned stern. "I'll find out as soon as possible, who leaked out our information to the outside. What their purpose is."

Turning on her side, Joyce gently caressed Wilson's cheek, feeling completely lost. The peaceful and joyful illusion from before seemed suddenly shattered. The sudden awakening left her at a loss. Her emotions were all over the place.

Seeing her distress, Luther comforted her, "I'm here, and I'll protect you all."

Joyce nodded, naturally trusting him.

Suddenly, she asked, "Do you think it could be related to Grayson?"

"Perhaps," Luther didn't deny his speculation. "His target is clear, anti-electromagnetic pulses."

Looking up at the ceiling with her eyes open, Joyce found some relief thinking if it was Grayson behind these incidents. She believed Grayson wouldn't harm her children; otherwise, he wouldn't have spared her so easily before. And Grayson had had many opportunities to harm her children during her pregnancy, but he didn't. So she was willing to believe that Grayson wouldn't hurt her children.

"You rest first. I will stay awake; the sudden message from Darrin last night was unexpected for both of us. You need to keep up your strength," Luther gently brushed Joyce's face as he closed her eyes and lulled her to sleep.

"Mm," Joyce softly hummed, gradually entering dreamland under his gentle touch.

Luther, propping up his lean jaw, kept watching Joyce's sleeping face. She wasn't sleeping soundly, her brows constantly furrowed. Occasionally, he looked at Wilson, the small body breathing steadily. This time, no matter what, he had to protect them and prevent Joyce from worrying.