You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 902

How would the once unbeatable Luther so easily give in?

In front of her, he seemed to be trying desperately to restrain his emotions.

She's not stupid, and she could see that.

It had been four years and he had become a completely different person.

If he were still what he used to be, he would definitely force her.

She rubbed her long hair in annoyance.

Looking at the table above, she noticed the breakfast he made for Anderson.

Suddenly, she felt sorry in her heart.

Just now she seemed to be a bit too much.

She left the house in a hurry, and it was Luther who had been taking care of Anderson at home.

At that moment, Anderson slid off the top of the couch.

He was never involved in the quarrels between adults.

He walked up to Joyce and hugged her, "Mom, don't be mad. Did you just have a fight with Uncle Luther? Don't be angry. You won’t look pretty that way."

Joyce knelt down and kissed Anderson on the forehead.

"Mom did not quarrel. Anderson is a good boy. Mom is not at home this morning, and Anderson must be afraid.” When she held the little boy in her arms, her heart gradually softened.

No matter how difficult it was, as long as she could see Anderson and hear his soft voice, all her pressure was instantly released, and there was only tenderness in her heart.

"I'm not afraid. Uncle Luther is here, and he made me a delicious breakfast. Mom, don't be mad at Uncle Luther." Anderson tried to reconcile.

In fact, he could see that there was something between Mummy and Luther.

At least, Mommy never fought with Uncle Kane like this.

"You little boy."

Joyce reached out and pointed at Anderson' forehead, laughing, "You have met him only a few times, and you've been bought off by him. Tell me, what good stuff did he give you again?"

"Uncle Luther said to give me a high-tech phone like his and a professional computer like the one he has at home. Mommy, can I have them?" Anderson was an honest boy, and as much as he wanted it, he would definitely ask for Mommy's permission.