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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 174

The Hummer military vehicle sped along, heading straight for the Heath family.

On the other hand, the Warner residence.

Stephanie lay curled up on the floor, unable to say a word now that her tongue was completely out of her control.

She felt incomparable remorse, or fear. Charlotte was such a terrible woman, ambitious, ruthless, cruel, and evil. If the Warner family should fall into the hands of Charlotte they would be completely finished.

But it was too late, and there was nothing she could do to change it all.

What to do? Just die, waiting for Joyce to be framed by Charlotte, waiting for the Warner family to fall into the hands of that vicious woman?

Right now, what else was there for her to do?

She used all her strength. Her body was paralyzed and could barely move. Only her arms and fingers had a trace of feeling.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and a glimmer of hope flashed in her mind.

She raised her eyes to the bedside table, stretched out her arm and approached the door extremely slowly, little by little, little by little, as if a lifetime had passed, and she finally opened the door.

At this point, the numbness seemed to creep to her arms already.

Her head was covered in sweat, and it took almost all her life's strength and all her will to produce her will and a pen.

She just needed to wait a little longer, just a little longer!

She kept trying, and her gradually stiffening fingers could barely hold the pencil.

Fortunately, she used all her last effort in life to give the sinister and malicious Charlotte the last obstacle.

It was the only thing she could do.

Her eyes were fixed at the will that she had pushed under the bedside table. It held all her hopes.

The drowning choking sensation came up. She felt like she was pressed against her chest by a boulder, unable to breathe, and the boundless pain soaked her.

Her head felt incomparably clear, but all she could feel was the death getting closer and closer. All her life, she had never experienced such a great pain.

“Joyce, I hope you can understand my heart and accept what I left to you at the end of my life.”

Stephanie looked like she was tired, and finally, she slowly closed her eyes…

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