Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

This time, it was Alisha who caught a fish; her fishing rod’s bell rang. Luther reeled in the fishing rod, and there were five or six fish of various sizes hanging on it, some long and shimmering with silver scales, some bright red with beautiful patterns on their open fins, and two brown ones with both eyes on the same side.

“This one seems to be called a horse-faced fish,” Anderson pointed to one of the sea fish.

“Wow, so many fish. You’re really lucky,” Alisha clapped her hands, squatting down trying to catch the fish. Unfortunately, the fish were too slippery, and she couldn’t catch them. When she managed to catch one, it slipped away again.

But she still had a great time.

“I’ll take you to wash your hands. You’re getting too dirty,” Joyce softly embraced Alisha in her arms. The sunlight was intense, reflecting a bright glow on the deck of the yacht.

“No, I want to keep playing,” Alisha’s stubbornness emerged from her character. She insisted on catching a fish before she would be satisfied.

“Little fish, little fish, don’t run away,” she kept trying to catch the fish, slipping and escaping. She would catch, then escape, repeatedly, until her clothes were completely dirtied, but she didn’t care.

Joyce went along with Alisha’s antics.

She sat down on a circular chair while Luther brought her a glass of orange juice. “We had a greasy breakfast, so have a glass to freshen up. I had the kitchen make it freshly squeezed. They’re making snacks now and will serve them to us later.”

Joyce glanced around the inner part of the yacht. Apart from the crew driving the yacht, two sailors, and four lifeguards, Luther also had a chef and waiters. She rarely indulged in such top-tier luxury. She had lived a frugal life in the orphanage before, even after finding her biological parents. The warlord later emphasized restraint and low-key living, and she still wasn’t accustomed to excessive extravagance.

From yesterday until now, this man had spent a considerable amount of money.

Luther probably sensed Joyce’s thoughts as he pulled her hand towards him and held it in his palm.

“From now on, I will give you the best of everything,” he promised solemnly. “I won’t let you suffer any grievances anymore, and I won’t let you worry.”

After Athena’s death, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. From An Yunxi to Athena, most of the troubles were caused by him, and now they were finally resolved. Once he dealt with the poison in his body later, he would be completely free.

“Who said I suffered any grievances?” Joyce smiled and looked at Luther. “You were always the best.”

Luther’s eyes flickered, unable to resist pulling her into his embrace, making her sit on his lap, holding her tightly.

“Let me sit by myself. The children are watching, it’s not good like this,” Joyce gently protested.

Luther didn’t let go of her; instead, he gripped her chin and turned her exquisite and beautiful face towards him, kissing her lips without warning.

Joyce widened her beautiful eyes.

He dared to kiss her so brazenly in front of the children.

She angrily punched him, although her actions were light, they still expressed her protest.

Luther didn’t care; his sharp eyes curved with a charming smile as the deep kiss continued.

Joyce couldn’t break free at all.

The sunlight bathed them, immersing them in a splendid golden glow.

Anderson turned his head and saw this scene, rolling his eyes. “Here they go again. Ah, Alisha will be influenced by them sooner or later.”

At this moment, his fishing rod finally rang with the sound of bells.

He hadn’t caught any fish yet and had been sitting by the fishing rod all along.

Finally, there was some movement, and he quickly pulled the fishing line and pressed the automatic retrieval button.

As the sea fishing line was reeled in, he was filled with anticipation of catching a big fish.

It seemed that there was indeed something dark on the fish hook. Anderson excitedly pulled it up, thinking it was a black fish, but to his surprise, when he looked at it, it turned out to be a shoe.

Anderson’s face turned black, his luck was really bad.

Alisha caught a glimpse and held her belly, bursting into laughter.

Anderson’s expression became even more unpleasant.

Joyce sat at the bow of the boat and glanced back. The sound of the waves and the wind was a bit loud. She raised her voice and asked, “Anderson, how many fish did you catch?”

Alisha quickly answered, “Brother caught a shoe. Hahaha.”

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Even the genius Anderson had things he couldn’t handle. Sometimes fishing really relied on luck.

However, there was something strange. Where did a shoe come from in the vast sea?

Anderson also noticed this question.

He carefully examined the shoe he had caught. It was very new, of good quality, and had a high-end design. It seemed that it hadn’t been soaked for a long time, so the leather hadn’t completely swollen.

The question arose: Whose shoe was it? How did it end up in the sea?

With this question in mind, Anderson tiptoed, leaned against the railing, and looked towards the sea’s surface.

Joyce seemed to have also thought of this question. She pushed Luther aside, got up from him, and walked towards Anderson.

Next to the railing, there was a fixed telescope. Joyce approached it, took it down, held it in her hand, and then she raised the telescope, continuously searching the visible range of the sea.

Anderson asked, “Did you find anything unusual?”

At first, Joyce shook her head, “Wait. Let me take another look.”

She looked around again.

Suddenly, she shouted, “Something’s wrong. In the sea area at a 45-degree angle to the southeast, there seems to be floating debris. I saw a flash of white light just now, and then it was swallowed by the waves.”

Luther approached, “What’s wrong?”

He wanted to take the telescope.

Joyce stopped him, “Wait a moment. Let me have another look.”

She looked carefully and finally confirmed, “Oh my God, there really is a person floating on the sea. I’m sure of it, it’s a person!”

Although Anderson didn’t have a telescope, he also saw the rough outline, “Right there, in the direction I’m pointing.”

Luther frowned.

They had come out to fish, but unexpectedly, they encountered a person floating on the sea. It was such a strange occurrence.

“I’ll go call the lifeguard. You all be careful,” Luther said.

“Hurry, he’s still alive. I saw it clearly, it really is a person! He waved at our yacht when he surfaced!” Joyce exclaimed. She never expected to encounter someone drowning and seeking help in the middle of the sea.

Luther also saw it roughly. He took out a Bluetooth walkie-talkie, “Lifeguard, there’s someone in distress in the southeast direction. Rescue him.”

“Understood,” came the response from the walkie-talkie.

Soon, several lifeguards wearing heavy equipment leaped into the sea and swam towards the person waiting for rescue.