Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 45

A dangerous feeling assaulted her whole body, a familiar feeling, as if she was forced to lose her body that night. Domination, no resistance.

"No, let go." She was scared.

The memory of that night overwhelmed her and her whole body trembled.

Like finally sensing her difference.

Luther let go of her.

Joyce instinctively clenched her chest collar, gasped violently, and tried her best to control the trembling. The feeling of humiliation came up, and the eyes instantly moistened.

He had never seen her being scared before. To be precise, it should be called fear.

Being chased and in the shootout, she can calmly and easily cope with it.

What exactly was she afraid of? Was he a viper and a beast? What made her so afraid of?

"What, isn't that what you want?" The temperature in Luther's eyes chilled down, "How long do you want to play the game of cat and mouse?"

Joyce fell into the couch and curled up, hugging her calves and calming her panicked heartbeat, not wanting to take any more of his insulting words.

The look on her face made his heart prickle a little, and eventually he didn't say anything more.

"Knock knock"

At that moment, a knocking came in burst.

"Luther, Joyce, are you two there?"

It was Stephanie's voice.

Luther stroked his forehead and complained that his grandmother learned to inspect them early in the morning.

Stephanie said to Luther, "Be gentle, don't scare her. I'll have the kitchen make you sea cucumber later, so you can strengthen your body. I don't have much time left, so if she can get pregnant, I'll die with no regrets."

"Grandma, don't be ridiculous. Look how good you are now." Luther hated to hear such words. Grandma was the most important family to him.

"Okay, okay." Stephanie turned to leave, stumbling slowly down the stairs. She was indeed in good spirits, but only she knew that she was hanging on by a thread with pain medication. Now she had tripled her dosage and still couldn't restrain the pain from time to time. She didn't have much time left.

Luther closed the door and stepped into the bathroom again.

He just took a bath in vain, because he was feeling hot again. He unscrewed the cold water faucet to wake himself up.

It was Felix's fault that made him drink so much wine yesterday.

He wanted to pick up Joyce by car. It would be too late to go back home without a car for Joyce. It was not easily to drive a car to the Garden Street and stop on her way to the subway. His head was too painful to let him continue driving.

Although he was drunk last night, but still had a vague impression that this woman took off his pants and clothes, and touched on his body, so that he could not endure until the morning.