"Beep beep beep."
The call ended. In the dark screen, there was no sound to be heard.
Luther stared blankly at his phone, his heart trembling. He was holding Alisha in his arms, trying to put her to sleep.
Joyce's sudden phone call made him squint his eyes. Despite knowing that the call could be monitored, he still answered it in the end.
He didn't expect to hear Joyce's heartfelt confession. Her voice seemed to be trembling, a detail that only he, who was familiar with her, could notice. His heart ached for her; she must have encountered some difficulties that made her unable to suppress her emotions.
He had once yearned so much for her love. He had nearly gone crazy with his desires.
But now, she had deeply fallen in love with him, and he felt lost because he didn't know what more he could give her. He had only a short three months left to live. If he couldn't accompany her for a lifetime, what would she do?
He didn't dare to think about the future.
He could only focus on the present.
Finish one thing and then think about the next.
Alisha suddenly looked up from Luther's arms. "Daddy, who was on the phone?"
Luther lowered his head and gently caressed Alisha's pale face.
"It's nothing, a wrong number," he replied.
Alisha looked at Luther with confusion. "But you seem suddenly unhappy, Daddy. Alisha hopes you can be happy."
Luther ruffled Alisha's hair. "Hmm, it'll be soon."
He gently patted Alisha's shoulder, and soon, Alisha fell asleep. Overly attached, her small hand still held tightly onto the fabric of his shirt, refusing to let go.
He stood up, carried Alisha to the bed, and slowly released his clothes from her grip.
His deep gaze suddenly became heavy.
He had made up his mind.
No matter how difficult it was, he had to take action in advance and remove the detonator from Alisha's body!
Even if it was for Joyce, he had to take the risk and try it.
On the other side.
Civil Affairs Bureau.
Felix felt like he was in a dream. He was actually at the Civil Affairs Bureau with Vicki, heading straight there. He had called the high-level officials of the bureau along the way, asking them to prepare a VIP room for him. He could have summoned the bureau's staff to the Saunders family and had the formalities done there on the spot.
But doing that would feel like something was missing, lacking a certain sense of ceremony.
His marriage couldn't have any flaws. He had waited for four years.
Finally, when Vicki finally agreed, he was afraid she would change her mind. When she said that the best way to retaliate against the Saunders family was to become the mistress of the Saunders family, he immediately took her away from the Saunders family and went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Although Vicki was known for keeping her word, he still couldn't help but worry. He wanted to have the certificate in hand to make it the most real.
Upon arrival at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Felix got out of the car first and then opened the car door for Vicki.
Vicki looked at him speechlessly and with a hint of amusement. "Are you in such a hurry? Aren't you worried about my wounds reopening? Aren't you supposed to say that I need to rest?"
Felix felt a bit awkward. "I was going to carry you so you wouldn't have to walk. Since your legs aren't injured, there's no need to carry you. Besides, it doesn't look good."
After speaking, he reached out to carry Vicki, but she gently swatted his hand away. "Stop it. I can walk by myself. My legs aren't injured, so why would you carry me? It looks ridiculous."
After speaking, she got out of the car on her own.
Felix closed the car door and held Vicki's hand, leading her towards the Civil Affairs Bureau. They quickly arrived at the VIP room that had been prepared for them.
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