Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1682: Restrained

Chapter 1682: Restrained

After a moment of dullness, Athena let out a scream of pain, "Ah! It's hot, it hurts!"

In an instant, the pain brought tears to her eyes. She tried to endure it, but eventually couldn't hold back and quietly cried.

The two black-clad individuals panicked and quickly handed Athena some tissues to wipe her hands. One of them hurried to get an ice pack.

Luther pretended not to notice and apologized, "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were behind me."

A chilling sensation ran through his heart. He couldn't trust the tea she brewed, suspecting that she might have added something to it. Burning her hand was already letting her off easy.

Athena's hands were red from the burn, and she dared not move due to the pain. The black-clad person brought the ice pack and applied it to her burned hand. She gritted her teeth, trembling all over.

The tea was ruined, and she had even added some aphrodisiac. She couldn't accept it. It all felt too coincidental, but she didn't think he would intentionally burn her. She felt a mix of displeasure, pain, and anger.

"It's okay, I'm fine. It'll be better in a little while," she gritted her teeth and said.

Luther averted his gaze, no longer looking at her, and continued playing with Iris.

After applying the ice pack for a while, the black-clad individuals helped Athena apply a burn ointment and wrapped her hand in gauze.

After playing for a while, Alisha felt a bit hot and asked, "Mommy, can I take off my jacket?"

Athena's anger seethed inside her, but she forced herself to speak kindly, "Yes, you can, but you're only wearing a little vest inside. Put the jacket back on when you feel cool again, okay?" "Okay, Mommy."

Alisha took off her jacket, revealing a little vest underneath. Her tender arms were pink and delicate, with skin as smooth and glossy as a baby's.

Luther's gaze fell on Iris' chest, and he noticed a scar about two centimeters long. It wasn't an ordinary scar; it appeared to be from some kind of precise thoracoscopic surgery.

How could this be? He had inquired in detail at Mufron Manderson Hospital before. Although Iris had relied on a ventilator for three years, she hadn't undergone any major surgeries. Why did she have such a scar near her heart? And it seemed relatively recent, indicating a new injury.

With this doubt in mind, his gaze scanned the exposed areas of Iris' skin.

On Iris' arm, he discovered a cross-shaped mark.

He recognized this mark; it was a subcutaneous tracking device. He had considered injecting it into Anderson before, but later, due to concerns about potential side effects on a child, he and Joyce had given up on the idea.

Unexpectedly, Athena, without any regard, had implanted a tracking device under the skin of such a young child. She didn't care about the harm it caused. His anger intensified.

Her arm had a tracker, so what was the scar on Iris' chest?

Since he had doubts, he had to replace out.

Seeing that Athena had finished treating her burn, he raised his eyes and asked, "What's the scar on Iris' chest? Did she undergo heart surgery before?"

At this moment, Athena slowly raised her exquisite face, revealing an innocent smile. Although she smiled, her smile was chilling.

"She doesn't have a heart condition, so why would she undergo heart surgery? Brother Luther, have you ever heard of a miniature explosive device?"

Her smile grew even more, her tone light and casual as if discussing the weather.

But in reality, it was bone-chilling.

It seemed that everything she had done was child's play, not worth mentioning.

"In the position close to the heart, it can be remotely controlled and has a small blast radius," she mimicked a "boom" sound. "It can't be seen from the outside, but it's enough to make the heart stop beating forever. Just press the remote control, control it through a remote network, or set a timer. Isn't it advanced?"

After saying that, she laughed arrogantly, her smile radiant but also ghostly.

In that instant, as Luther listened, he felt as if his whole body had been submerged in icy water, completely frozen.

He never dreamed that, in addition to having explosive devices in the house, Athena had left such a sinister trap.

She had actually installed a detonator near Iris' heart!

Oh my god. He couldn't even imagine that even if Iris left this house, even if she escaped Athena's sight and control, Athena could still control Iris' life and death at any time. He wouldn't have enough time, not even if he found someone to perform surgery on Iris immediatelyand remove the explosive device.

Before that, Iris would likely lose her life.

Even if he killed Athena, the forces behind her would definitely kill Iris.

He couldn't bear to see Iris die along with Athena. Athena's death was not a great loss, but Iris- he absolutely couldn't tolerate any harm coming to her.

Damn it.

She had firmly grasped his weakness.

Not to mention that she possessed the antidote, just Iris alone was enough to restrain him.

Athena saw that he remained silent and approached him again, her weak and boneless hands climbing onto his shoulders.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to her. We're a family of three. I look forward to the beautiful days we'll spend together."

Since he didn't refuse, her slender fingers traced the resolute lines she had yearned for.

Her nails, painted white, glided across the side of his face.

Her gaze became increasingly greedy, as if she wanted to pounce on him right then and there.

Luther didn't avoid her. At this moment, his personal feelings seemed insignificant.

Alisha focused on playing with her nine-link rings. Suddenly, she finally solved it and excitedly hugged Luther's neck. "Daddy, I solved it!"

Luther lowered his head, pouring all his tenderness onto her.

She was Joyce and his daughter, his flesh and blood. He would protect her.

Just like how Joyce had protected Anderson.

It was something he had to do for her.

For that, he would pay any price.