You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1623 Helping You Take A Bath

Chapter 1623 Helping You Take a Bath

Rose Court Apartment.

After staying in the hospital for another night, Joyce handled Luther'sdischarge procedures.

She took Anderson back to Rose Court Apartment.

This was the first time Anderson had returned to Rose Court Apartmentsince he was kidnapped.

The familiar feeling of home, strangely felt a little strange, cold andempty.

Anderson had dreamed of returning here countless times during thedays when he didn't see his parents, but every time he woke up, hewas disappointed.

He slowly walked into the house, looking around, and it took some timefor him to replace the familiar feeling of the past.

Ivy came out of the kitchen and saw Anderson come back. The elderlywoman couldn't help but shed tears, "Oh my, my little ancestor, you'reback. I almost died of missing you."

Ivy wiped away her tears, "Mr. Warner, Master Knowles, you're finallyback." During this time, she had almost been guarding the empty housealone, so lonely.

Joyce smiled faintly.

"Mr. Warner, are you okay?" Ivy asked concerned when she sawLuther's face slightly pale.

Luther shook his head, "No."

“Ivy, he had surgery and needs blood transfusions and nutritionalsupplements. His diet needs extra attention during this time," Joycetook out a list of post-discharge diet precautions issued by the hospitalfrom her bag and handed it to Ivy, "Just follow the menu above fornutritional balance every day.”

Luther glanced at Joyce dissatisfiedly.

He didn't need special care, obviously the one who needed specialcare was her.

"Ivy, she's pregnant with twins. From today on, her diet needs extraattention. Light and less oily, more variety and less quantity. Don't worryabout me, whatever you do according to her diet standards, I'm fine.""Miss Knowles, you're pregnant with twins? Congratulations!" Ivy wasoverjoyed. Her job was simply stable. With two more children, shewould be too busy.

Joyce smiled embarrassedly. She didn't intend to announce it so soon."Don't worry, Mr. Warner and Miss Knowles, I will replace a way to take intoaccount both of your diets,” Ivy said with emotion when she saw themcaring for each other and putting the other first.

"Um." Luther nodded slightly.

"Andres, you wait, today I will cook all your favorite dishes for you," Ivysquatted down in front of Anderson with a smile that stretched to thecorners of her eyes.

"Great." Anderson giggled, "I haven't eaten Auntie's cooking for a longtime. I want to eat Auntie's crystal shrimp dumplings and beef friednoodles.”

"Um, I'll go make you dessert now." Ivy choked up and excited, wipingher hands on her apron, and then hurried into the kitchen to makedelicious food for him.

Anderson walked over to the sofa, lay down on the sofa, and took along breath.

"Wow, home is still the most comfortable!"

After sleeping in a safe house for one day and in a hospital ward fortwo days, home was indeed the most comfortable. He sighed withsatisfaction.

Joyce was also emotional. Not long ago, she didn't even dare to gohome.

The empty house, without Anderson, seemed to lack everything.

The terrifying silence made her inner fear spread more.

Fortunately, Anderson finally came back.

After dinner.

Ivy, who had been busy all day, got off work and went home.Anderson had been tossing around outside for the past few days. Afterdinner, he took a bath early and slept.

Joyce coaxed him for a while beside him, and seeing that he fell asleepquickly, she gently rubbed his back.

The small, soft body, curled up in the quilt, made people feel extremelydistressed.

Thinking that he had once endured unknown fear, torture ofimprisonment, and separation from his parents alone at a young age,how strong he must have been to survive. Thinking of this, Joycecouldn't help but feel tears welling up.

She gently leaned over and kissed Anderson on the forehead.

The door was pushed open and Luther walked in. He sat down next toAnderson and looked down at Anderson's sleeping face. He couldn'thelp but reach out and caress Anderson's cheek.

Family reunion, long-awaited warmth.

"Come out with me for a while." Luther turned off the small night light tomake Anderson sleep more comfortably.

A faint light leaked out through the door crack. Joyce got up andfollowed Luther out to the door.

Luther closed the door.

"What's the matter?" Joyce asked.

"Help me take a bath.” A hint of evil smile appeared at the corner ofLuther's thin lips.

Joyce was stunned.

"Help you take a bath??" She didn't hear it wrong.

"Yes, the wound on my abdomen is still stitched, and it's inconvenientto take a bath. Help me wash." Luther put his arm around her waist andpulled her into the bathroom.

“You took a bath by yourself in the hospital, how come you can't washwhen you go home?" Joyce rolled her eyes. He did it on purpose, didn'the.

"I just barely washed in the hospital. Besides, the hospital bathroomhas special stools and handrails, and the faucets are also speciallymade for patients. There is no such configuration at home."

As he spoke, he took off his shirt in front of her, revealing his strongchest.

Too close, hard on the eyes. Joyce blushed and couldn't help but lookaway.

Luther forcibly turned her chin to look at him, "Haven't you gotten usedto it after looking for so long?"

Joyce was forced to stare at his chest. Her heartbeat speeded upinvoluntarily and her breathing became rapid.

"Cough cough cough.” She coughed lightly uncomfortably, wanting toescape very much, "Since you can barely wash in the hospital, washyourself at home too. I'm leaving."

"No." He clasped her waist, "I'm obsessive-compulsive. I can't stand it.Help me."

As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and pressed it on his soft belt, "Helpme take off my pants. Help me take a bath.”

Joyce's mind buzzed, and she obediently listened to his instructionsand helped him take off his clothes.

But he stood naked in front of her, and her ears were almost burning.The light in the bathroom was extraordinarily scorching, illuminatingeverything without escape.

She opened the faucet and warm water sprayed out.

She tried her best not to look at things she shouldn't see and not totouch places she shouldn't touch.

Help him clean his body.

Luther looked at her amusedly. She was almost a mother of severalchildren, but still so shy. Would she remain so shy for a lifetime?

He suddenly grabbed the faucet and turned the faucet to spray warmwater directly at Joyce. Soaking her from head to toe.

"Ah." Joyce almost screamed, "What are you doing!"

"Take it off too, let's wash together." Luther smiled evilly, deliberatelyusing the faucet to soak her long hair, leaving her nowhere to escape.Joyce wiped away the drops of water flowing down her face and lookedup angrily, glaring at him bitterly.