Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

After dinner, everyone chatted for a while. Since it was late, they all went back to their rooms to rest.

Joyce and Luther returned to the vacation villa, where Anderson had already come back from the control room and was preparing to sleep after taking a shower. Joyce patted Anderson’s head gently, asking, “How was it? Any progress?”

Yawning, Anderson replied, “The security surveillance system is well designed with almost no loopholes. Uncle Kane and I installed an additional alarm system. Whenever there is any abnormality in any corner, our phones will be directly alerted, triggering the alarm. I just finished setting it up, that’s why I came back late.”

“Where’s Kane? Is he planning to sleep in the control room?” Joyce chuckled, “He’s too nervous.”

“Exactly, he has already moved his blanket and pillow over there.” Anderson rolled his eyes, “Not only tonight, but he also plans to stay in the control room all day tomorrow. He won’t attend the wedding ceremony. He said he wants to monitor everything from scratch, not missing any details.”

Joyce paused, unsure of what to say. So many people were putting in so much effort for her.

She sighed, “Anderson, go rest. We have to wake up early tomorrow, and someone will come to help change your clothes. It might be a bit tiring.”

“Okay, Mommy.” Anderson hugged Joyce and then went back to his room.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Next, Joyce went to another room to check on Iris. Iris was already asleep, a sweet smile on her lips.

Cecelia was sitting by the bedside, gently patting Iris’s back to lull her to sleep. Seeing Joyce entering, Cecelia stood up and walked to the door, saying, “Iris is asleep now. She’s exhausted after helping to take care of her younger brothers all day.”

Joyce nodded and glanced inside before quietly approaching Iris and gently kissing her forehead.

Luther also followed suit and held Iris’s hand, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. Then they both left the room.

Cecelia closed the door softly, saying, “Iris’s dress for tomorrow has been delivered. I will help her change in the morning.”

“I’ll go check on Wilson and Cullen.” Joyce held Cecelia’s arm, asking, “Dad confirmed that the helicopter will arrive at 9:00 tomorrow morning, right?”

“Yes, I confirmed it with him half an hour ago.” Cecelia patted Joyce’s hand gently, “Don’t worry, he will be here on time. It’s our daughter’s big day, he wouldn’t miss it.”

Joyce smiled, “I’m not worried, just eager to see Dad. It’s been a while since I last saw him, and I miss him. Even though we can video chat, it’s not the same as seeing him in person.”

“You’ll see him tomorrow.” Cecelia chuckled.

“Mom, the South Island helicopter has two landing points. One is on the rooftop of the reception building, and the other is in the open space between the reception building and the resort. Where should we land? I need to coordinate with the security team.” Luther asked.

“On the rooftop, to avoid disturbing others,” Cecelia replied.

“The rooftop space is narrow, and we may not be able to welcome the ‘big boss’ properly,” Luther pointed out, considering Ralph’s special status. There would be a small media presence tomorrow for live coverage, it’s crucial to pay attention to the image and details.

“He’s family, we don’t need to fuss over these things,” Cecelia waved her hand, “He’s always low-key and doesn’t require a reception. Besides, he can’t stay too long, he has to leave by 1 pm. He has another mission to attend to, using a helicopter to reach the next destination.”

“Father is really busy.” Joyce sighed, “I never thought we’d only have a few hours together. During that time, we’ll be busy with the ceremony, and we won’t have much time to talk to him.”

“It’s a busy period, things will get better in the future,” Cecelia reassured her.

“Yeah, I’m glad Dad can come to join me.” Joyce nodded.

As they spoke, the group arrived at Wilson and Cullen’s room and entered. Mrs. Powell was holding Cullen, and she stood up cautiously, whispering, “Madam, Mr. Warner, Mrs. Warner, you are here. Cullen just fell asleep, and Wilson is about to do the same.”

Cecelia nodded gently and took Cullen from Mrs. Powell, holding him in her arms. “I’ll sleep here tonight, and we’ll take turns keeping watch.”

Mrs. Powell nodded.

In the inner room, Jane was soothing Wilson to sleep, and he was still awake, his big eyes half-closed, occasionally glancing around.

Luther approached and playfully teased Wilson, causing him to open his eyes widely. Seeing this, Joyce murmured softly, “He was about to fall asleep, but you’re playing with him. He won’t sleep now, who knows when he’ll finally doze off.”

Luther picked up Wilson, “I was busy all day and didn’t have time to spend with him. Now that he’s awake, can’t I hold him and play a little?”

Joyce chuckled helplessly, sometimes men were like children themselves.

“Fine, you can hold him, but keep holding him until he falls asleep,” she rolled her eyes.

Luther continued to play with Wilson, and the father-son duo looked at each other, creating a heartwarming and amusing scene.

Jane came out of the inner room.

Cecelia asked, “Have you checked all the things we need for tomorrow?”

Jane nodded, “Yes, I’ve checked three times. Mrs. Brown is going to sleep now, she will come over at midnight to take care of the children. Tomorrow, I will hold Wilson, and Mrs. Powell will hold Cullen. We’ve rehearsed a few times to make sure everything goes smoothly.”

“Good, make sure everything you bring is from our own sources. Avoid using anything from outside, including water. Use bottled mineral water brought from home. Jane, you are a veteran here, you should understand what I mean,” Cecelia reminded.

“Of course, Mrs. Warner.” Jane nodded, knowing that food and drink were the most vulnerable to external tampering, so precautions were necessary. The best way to prevent any mishaps was to cut off any external food and water sources.

Cecelia turned to Joyce and Luther and said, “It’s getting late, you should go rest. I’ll be here, so don’t worry. You two are the stars of tomorrow.”

Joyce nodded, feeling a bit tired. Luther handed Wilson to Jane before leaving the room with Joyce. Joyce yawned.

Suddenly, Luther lifted her up, “Feeling tired? Let me carry you to the room. You can rest first, and I’ll attend to a few things before joining you.”

Joyce didn’t refuse, she wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded gently, burying her head in his embrace.

Everything was better with him by her side.