Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 693

"Breaking: Magnificent engagement party turned into a tragedy. A war of jealousy between the new and former Mrs. Warner?"

He kept flipping forward. For three consecutive days, all the major pages and headlines were filled with news about them.

He stared blankly at the phone, and his normally dark and dazzling eyes, at the moment, were completely dim.

It was as if his brain had been emptied, and his body and mind was long hollow, as if everything important had been taken away, leaving him only a shell.

He felt his thinking muddled and he didn't know what he was thinking.

There was only one message in his head.

Joyce was not yet found!

Not yet found!

Joyce was not yet found!

He felt that he could not breathe. He pressed his hand tightly against his chest. The pain was hurting so bad and he could hardly hold on.

The alarm was connected to the nurse's desk. When he sat up just now, he unplugged the real-time monitoring instrument. Soon, doctors and nurses all arrived in a hurry.

They pushed in the door and Jacqueline was there. She followed the doctors and nurses into the VIP room.

When she saw Luther, she heaved a sigh of relief. Just now the alarm suddenly went off, and she was so scared thinking that something was wrong with Luther.

She was relieved to see that he had woken up and was okay.

However, she did not dare to approach Luther, let alone forward to embrace him. As a result, she could only look at him timidly far away from the bed.

The doctor and nurse came up and asked, "Mr. Warner, you're awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Luther shook his head.

If they really let a horrible woman like Charlotte into the Warner family.

She could not think about the consequences.

On that day, as for what happened afterwards, she was not clear. The police had not made any official announcement so far.

All she knew was that the news had been reporting about Joyce falling off a cliff and now she was missing…

She opened her mouth a bit, but eventually thought better of it. She better not talk about Joyce in front of her. She didn’t need to since the way he was checking his phone had told her everything.

"I'm okay?" Luther sneered, and his expression was as cold as ice.

"Oh, I'm fine?" He suddenly smiled sardonically, with pathos, "You know why I'm fine? You know why I'm still alive, lying here?"

"Why?" Jacqueline asked timidly.