You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1229

Anderson yawned, following Julia around outside all day, he was reallysleepy now.

"There's a 24-hour spa on the third floor that's hot at all times, partlyopen air, partly indoors, so Andres you can go straight to the shower.”Luther took a change of clothes and pajamas all out of the first floorstorage room and handed them to Joyce.

Joyce took it, expressionless, he was thoughtful, and he did all thethings without telling her in advance. Of course he can not tell her, afterall, he gave her a sedative. Never mind, for the sake of successfullyrescuing Cecelia, she does not blame him. After all, he made her worryalot less.

"Come on, Andres, I'll take you to the shower.” Joyce put her armaround Anderson and prepared to walk to the stairs.

Luther pointed out, "There are indoor elevators.”

"Oh." She responded.

“Dad, you come and wash with us." Anderson suddenly turned his headand looked at Luther with an expectant look.

Luther froze, and in a rare moment his handsome face graduallyflushed.

Originally he did not have such thoughts, after Anderson said, heautomatically brainstormed a lot of restrictive plot. In turn, his wholebody is hot, and began to get excited.

Joyce also blushed and gave Anderson a slight glare, "What are youtalking nonsense about? How can I take a shower with him."

"Why not.” Anderson twinkled his big crystal eyes, "Many otherchildren, their parents will bathe together? Isn't it normal to bring themalong sometimes? I've heard that there are private hot springs forfamilies to soak together."

Joyce, "..."

Anderson said it so eloquently that she didn't know how to answer it.She didn't realize that the kindergarteners would share this in private.Her face reddened even more, all the way to her ears.

"Hey, Mommy, your face is so red. Do you have a fever?" Andersontensed up and stood on his tiptoes, trying to feel Mommy's forehead.“No, I'm fine. Ahem." Joyce coughed unnaturally.

"Daddy, come along. Come on." Anderson urged.

Luther glanced at Joyce and looked to the side unnaturally, afraid thathe might lose control if he looked twice more.

"Andres, I'm not going, you and mommy go to the spa, good boy." Hetook the initiative to speak up and relieve Joyce.

"Ah, so." Anderson looked disappointed.

"Well, we just moved and there's a lot of stuff to take care of. I'll be inthe shower on the first floor, you guys go up to the spa, be good.”Luther coaxed in a soft voice.

"All right.” Anderson suddenly came up with another sentence, "Todayyou are busy, but tomorrow we will all be together, so we can't go backon our word."

Luther, "..."

He didn't promise anything though.

Tomorrow, he would like to, but how could Joyce be willing?

He took a look at Joyce's stiff face and felt even more unsure.

Just now at the dinner table, Anderson mentioned wanting a sister, allthe way, Joyce did not say a word.

He knew that it was her heart that was broken.

It's a hurdle that's hard to get past.

“Let's go, no more delays. Take a shower and hurry to bed." Joyce tookAnderson away.

"Andres' room is on the second floor."

Luther added.

Joyce hurried into the indoor elevator without looking back.