Chapter 1953: Never Give Up
As time passed day by day, September arrived in the blink of an eye. This was the month when Joyce was due to give birth.
Life seemed to have littlemotion. Luther and Joyce went about their daily routines, with Joyce attending her regr check-
ups, monitoring the baby''s heartbeat, and her belly growingrger by the day. Her protruding abdomen made it hard for her to
see her own feet when she looked down. Walking became a challenge, especially when navigating stairs, requiring assistance.
Luther put aside his work to spend more time by her side.
Anderson and Alisha went to kindergarten as usual, with Cecelia taking good care of them. Their days were calm and not too
hectic.
The only change was the diminishing smile on Joyce''s face. As her body grew heavier, her inner worries intensified. Luther had
taken all the antidotes prepared by Dr. Jocelyn, but there had been no improvement. Luther had lost his sense of taste
completely, unable to savor anything. Despite his daily search for biological information through extensive dataparison, the
task proved to be an immense challenge with no results thus far.
It was a rest day.
Luther woke up early in the morning, with Joyce still asleep beside him, the sky just turning bright outside.
He sat up gently, watching her, knowing how difficult things had be for hertely. Carrying twins was no easy feat, and with
her belly growingrger, finding afortable sleeping position at night had be a struggle. Luther had bought a leg rest and
a special waist cushion, but they provided little relief for her backaches. Sleeping on her back made her feel suffocated, while
sleeping on her side left her feeling sore.
He often felt her tossing and turning, unable to movefortably, yet reluctant to disturb him.N?velDrama.Org content rights.
Seeing her struggle pained him deeply. So, he would always hug her tightly against his back, supporting her waist, allowing her
to sleep on her side. Only after she had drifted off would he finally fall asleep himself.
He was grateful for the fact that during her first pregnancy, he was not able to be by her side until she gave birth. This time, he
could fulfill his duties. He hoped he could hold on a little longer and see his children.
Joyce was still fast asleep.
Luther gently withdrew his arm, put on his coat, and tiptoed out of bed. She hadn''t been sleeping well, and he wanted her to rest
a while longer.
With time still on his hands, Luther left home and drove to his destination. Today, he had a meeting scheduled with Mr. Baldwin,
deliberately keeping it a secret from Joyce.
As autumn approached outside, the leaves were turning yellow, dancing in the wind as they fell. When all the leaves had turned
yellow, it would be time for Joyce to give birth.
Luther steered the wheel with one hand, the other supporting his chin in deep thought.
Before long, he arrived at Mr. Baldwin''s office.
He had chosen a Sunday visit to avoid being seen by others.
Thewyer was already waiting and greeted Luther respectfully as he entered. Luther took a seat on the sofa while Mr. Baldwin
presented theputer and handed him a thick stack of files.
“Mr. Warner, this is thetest will drafted ording to your instructions. It includes the transfer of shares to your wife, the
distribution of assets to your children, parts for setting up trusts, and various insurance policies. There are details of your other
rtives’ shares as well, all carefully noted. Take a look through them and see if there are any changes you''d like to make." Mr.
Baldwin opened the files.
Luther took the mouse and scrolled down, carefully going through each page.
It was a necessary task that must be done, arranging all his affairs. With numerous properties under his name and assets
continually appreciating, there had been constant changes. This was his sixth time meeting with thewyer to discuss and revise
the documents. Today was likely the final time. After signing, he would have all the assets sorted out and distributed.
After nearly an hour of review, Luther spoke, "No issues. You have considered everything thoroughly.”
Thewyer handed him a pen, saying, "Please sign; there are quite a few ces to sign. After you''re done, | will take them for
notarization. Here is also a power of attorney document for you to sign."
"Okay." Luther took the pen Mr. Baldwin offered.
Just as he was about to sign,
The office door was pushed open forcefully.
Both Mr. Baldwin and Luther turned to the noise.
Who would be visiting on a weekend?
Luther was slightly surprised to see Joyce walking in, and he quickly stood up and went to her, supporting her.
Joyce, panting and sweating lightly, hurriedly made her way in, breathless.
"Why are you here? Your movements are restricted, you should try to stay indoors more these days," Luther expressed concern,
"Just sit on the couch for a moment, I''ll get you some water."
Pushing Luther away, Joyce stood in front of the sofa, bending over to pick up the documents from the coffee table.
“What is this?" she raised the documents in her hand, questioning, "You sneaked out behind my back just to sign this? A will?”
Luther felt a bit embarrassed, caught off guard by her discovery. He thought she wouldn''t notice, but she was evidently too
perceptive.
"|..." he didn''t know how to exin, any words would hurt her.
"''ll step out for a moment, you two
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"| won''t let you make a will!" Joyce''s eyes reddened, "I don''t want anything, don''t you dare hand anything over to me! | just want
you to be well.”
Luther sighed, embracing Joyce, "I''m
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"Don''t say such things! There is no ‘in
case''! | refuse to deal with it. Do you
lack confidence in yourself? Or in
me? | will find a way) Lden''t mebalyou
te\payeran@sdape route for me! |
don''t need it!" Joyce grew
increasingly agitated as she spoke,
tears streaming down her face. In
anger, she threw the documents into
the trash, "| won''t n for the worst. |
will never give up. And you mustn''t
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Bowing his head, Luther gently wiped away her tears, sighing.
“Okay, | won''t sign. | won''t give up. Let''s go back now, alright? It''s the weekend; I''ll take you to the seaside for some grilled
seafood."
With her due date approaching, Joyce had be more sensitive and fragile. She nestled into his arms, trembling all over.
She nodded, "Okay."