Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1680: Alisha

Chapter 1680: Alisha

Iris came to Athena's side, her voice sweet. "Mommy, what's the matter? Why did you call me?"

Athena reached out and touched Iris's hair, pretending to be gentle. "Iris, today I'll let you meet someone. Don't get too excited, okay?"

Iris had seen Luther before, and now she looked up with her big watery eyes, shimmering with brilliance.

He's handsome, so tall and handsome.

Although she hadn't seen many people, she had never seen anyone as good-looking as him.

She stared at him intently, her rosy lips pouting slightly. "Mommy, is he the one? Who is he?"

Athena signaled to the black-clad person to take her back to the wheelchair.

The two black-clad individuals stepped forward and helped her sit back in the wheelchair.

Athena pushed the wheelchair to Iris's side and pointed at Luther. "This is Daddy, Iris. He's your daddy."

Iris's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Daddy? I have a daddy?!"

She could hardly believe it. She had always thought she didn't have a father.

Luther slowly squatted down, kneeling on one knee, and looked Iris in the eyes. "Iris, that's right, I'm your daddy. Look, you look so much like me." He pointed to his cheek. "Our faces are exactly the same."

Iris touched her own little face and looked at Luther. Suddenly, she reached out her soft little hand and touched Luther's strong facial lines.

"You really are my daddy. That's great! I finally have a daddy."

Luther trembled, feeling the touch so real that it was as if he had traveled through time. He could hardly believe that what he was seeing was real.

He trembled with both hands, holding Iris's thin shoulders. "Iris, can I give you a hug?"

"Mhmm." Iris nodded eagerly.

Luther took a deep breath and embraced the small Iris, lifting her up and holding her in his arms.

He stood up, gazing at his daughter, unable to take his eyes off her.

He never expected that Iris was still alive, now here in his arms, so real.

For over three years, she had relied on machines to sustain her life, miraculously surviving. And now, she looked like a normal child. Apart from being a little thin, everything else was normal. If Joyce knew, she would be so happy.

But for now, he couldn't reveal it. After all, Iris was still in Athena's hands, and he couldn't act recklessly.

Luther sat down on the sofa, holding Iris in his arms.

He touched her soft hair and smiled.

Iris looked up and innocently asked, "Daddy, are you not leaving again this time? Will you and mommy be with me every day?"

Luther was taken aback. How should he answer this question?

Athena pretended to be Iris's mother, and unfortunately, for Iris, the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Athena. Luther had researched and knew that Iris would develop imprinting, which would be difficult to change. It would take a long time and great patience.

At present, he didn't have the conditions to correct Iris. He couldn't lie to the child, so he said, "Daddy will come and see Iris often, okay?"

Athena sneered on the side. She had control over Iris, so she wasn't afraid of losing control over Luther.

Iris pouted, feeling a bit dissatisfied. "Okay, but I want our family to be together every day."

Athena came to Iris's side and touched her head. "Good girl, mommy also wants to be with daddy every day. Iris, if you make daddy happy, he will stay. So, Iris, behave well."

Iris looked at Athena in confusion.

Athena pretended to be wronged. "Tell daddy, ask him to stay tonight and accompany us, okay?"

Luther's gaze instantly turned cold. How dare Athena use the child in front of him like this?

"Mhmm." Iris nodded vigorously, hugging Luther's neck tightly. "Daddy, please stay tonight. I want to know about daddy."

Luther didn't know how to refuse.

He didn't want to come back late, thinking about Joyce and Anderson. But he couldn't let go of Iris. This was the first time he held Iris in his arms and he couldn't bear to let go. He thought for a moment and said, "After you fall asleep, I'll leave, okay?"

Iris pouted reluctantly. "Okay."

Athena's eyes were filled with a heavy gloom. She couldn't keep him, he still thought of that bitch, Joyce. Damn it.

Suddenly, Iris hugged Luther and asked, "Daddy, I still don'tknow your name?"

Luther smiled faintly. "My name is Luther. Your name is Alisha. Iris is just your nickname, you're called Alisha."

"Alisha?" Iris repeated, clapping her hands. "That's great, I have a name now."

Luther laughed. "Do you know how to read, Iris? Do you know how to write this name?"

He asked uncertainly. Although he knew Athena had provided Iris with various rehabilitation training, he wasn't sure to what extent Iris had recovered.

"I know how to read," Iris nodded.

Luther was surprised. It seemed that Iris was as intelligent as Anderson.

He took out his phone and opened the note app. "Let me write it for you."

He wrote Luther and Alisha on his phone.

"Iris, look, this is daddy's name, and this is your name."

Iris took the phone, staring at the screen for a moment, firmly remembering the characters.

She extended her small finger, swiping across the screen, and Luther's phone returned to the home screen.

At that moment, Joyce's photo appeared on Luther's phone screen.

Curled long hair, raised eyebrows, eyes filled with a smile, and red lips full of imagination. Joyce's photo had always been the wallpaper on his phone for so many years. Iris looked at the photo, stunned.

Luther's heart tightened.

He couldn't help but wonder, would Iris have a reaction when she saw a photo of her real mommy?

Unexpectedly, Iris suddenly raised her voice and muttered, "Daddy, why is that bad woman's photo on your phone?!"

Luther trembled. Bad woman? Joyce?

He raised his head abruptly, his intense gaze staring at Athena.

This malicious woman had actually taught Iris this from a young age?