Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1960: Approach

Chapter 1960: Approach

Due to the frequent activity from Rohomes, things were not calming down but escalating further.

After much deliberation, Cecelia had no choice but to return to the Capital.

Before leaving, she prepared everything she would need for the upcoming days.

She instructed Joyce, "If all goes well, I should be back in three to five days. You need to be extra careful these days. When you go out, have Aaron drive you. It's not safe for you to drive with such a big belly, and it's irresponsible towards others too. Understand? Don't overexert yourself, you're carrying twins, your body is heavier. Walk up and down stairs with someone's help as much as possible."

"Don't worry, I know what to do. I hardly go out these days anyway," Joyce nodded.

"Forgive me for being repetitive, but you're not very good at taking care of yourself either. Last time you were pregnant, I know you didn't have much experience. This time, you must be extra careful. I've already arranged for the nanny and the housekeeper. I've listed out your daily meals, and you must remember to eat snacks and supplements. Moreover, although the due date is still some time away, the timing of childbirth is unpredictable, and it could happen early. On the left-hand side of the second floor, I've prepared a travel bag with all the necessary items for childbirth, including mats, towels, newborn clothes, bottles, formula, and so on. Everything should be in there. If you feel the need to deliver, take this bag with you and have someone drive you to the hospital. Be sure to call me. No matter how busy I am, I'll be there within three hours."

Cecelia repeated her instructions and warnings.

"I know, Mom," Joyce smiled. "I'm not a child. I've done my homework for this delivery. And besides, it's our family's hospital. What could possibly go wrong? You don't have to worry! You go back to your work; you've had a lot to do during your stay here, and you should go back to sort things out. That way, you can come back to take care of me during my confinement."

"Yeah. I'll do that as soon as possible," Cecelia didn't mention the unusual activities on Rohomes' end to Joyce, fearing she might be worried. "Oh, and I've already informed Luther. He knows I'm leaving, so you don't have to explain it to him.

"Alright." Joyce gently pushed Cecelia forward, "You should go, I've waited for you for a long time. If there's anything else you want to say, just call me on the way."

"Yeah. And if anything comes up with Luther, make sure to inform me right away. I'll come back immediately." Cecelia was still full of concerns.

"I got it, I will." Joyce nodded, "Don't worry too much."

Cecelia finally left.

Joyce stood at the door, waving lightly as the car drove away.

Cecelia leaned out of the car window, exclaiming with reluctance, "Take care of yourself."

Joyce kept watching until the military vehicle was no longer in sight.

She turned around, planning to head back home.

Today was a workday, Luther had gone to the group in the morning to attend to some business.

Aaron had taken Anderson and Alisha to school and had not returned yet.

She had no plans to go out and decided to continue her research at home. These past two days, Anderson had helped her improve the search system of the large database, which indeed sped up the process.

Anderson had been helping her in secret, without Luther knowing.

Anderson often woke up in the middle of the night and stayed up all night researching the database until it was almost dawn before going to sleep.

She speculated that these days, Anderson must have been sleeping during the day at school. Because she heard Alisha mention that her brother was sleeping in class and not playing with her.

Although she felt sorry for Anderson, the unity between mother and son also comforted her.

Just as she was about to walk back into the house, a voice called out to her.

Recognizing the voice as Munin's, Joyce, with difficulty due to her large belly, turned slowly.

Clint hurried forward to help her stand steady. "Be careful."

Glancing at her belly, he remarked, "You're due to deliver soon, right?" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Joyce replied, "Not yet. Why are you here at this hour? I thought you'd be at JK Intelligence."

"Ha ha," Clint laughed. "I overslept this morning, skipped work. Got caught by the boss."

Joyce chuckled at his comment.

"I'm not your boss, you were just helping out during your free time. How are you finding it in the company?"

She had been so caught up with her own matters that she had completely ignored Munin's presence. She had been visiting JK Intelligence less frequently, to the point where if she hadn't seen him today, she would have almost forgotten about him.

Clint had deliberately stayed back today.

Pointing to the distance, he said, "I saw you standing here, and the person leaving must be the famous General's wife, right? Your mother?"

Joyce nodded, "Yes. You seem to know quite a bit about me."

"Of course, you're a public figure. Just check the news," Clint shrugged.

He was well aware that Cecelia did not want to leave, so he had to take drastic measures to force her departure. Now that they were all gone, he had the opportunity to get closer to Joyce.

Joyce shrugged, noncommittal.

"I'll walk you home," Clint offered, trying to assist her.

Joyce gently evaded him, mindful of the opposite sexes. "It's okay, I can manage."

She looked at Munin, "You still haven't regained any memories? You still can't figure out who in W Country wants to harm you? Staying here isn't a good idea. I'm also too preoccupied to look after you. Let me think about the next steps. Maybe I can take you to a safer place. Like Mufron, where we have the best neurology team. They might be able to help you recover your memories."

Clint's expression darkened. Was she asking him to leave? This understanding did not sit well with him.

"I'm not going anywhere. I want to stay here. Even if I never remember anything, staying at JK Intelligence and making a living is fine for me. Don't you think my skills are up to par? Or do you think the company is wasting resources on me?"

Joyce was taken aback by Munin's strong reaction. She forced a smile, "No way! You're thinking too much. I need to go back now. JK Intelligence is flexible; you don't have to come to the office. You can go if you want, rest here if you wish, it's fine either way. And, I've heard from other employees that you've taught them a lot recently. Where else could I find a high-end talent like you? No way we'd waste resources on you. Thank you so much."

Clint smiled, "Then I'll just stay here."

If he didn't achieve his goal, he would never leave.