You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 24

After that slap.

For a long time, Luther and Joyce were in a cold war.

Both calmed down, but also peaceful.

It was on the weekend.

St. Casterman Road, where the best costume jewelry in Khebury was gathered.

In front of a high-end private custom store.

"Why are you here to buy clothes?" Joyce was reluctant.

"There's a banquet tonight and you're going to go dressed like this?" Luther glanced up and down at her, "Dressing like a beggar will lose my face."

She didn't think that she look like a beggar. Obviously she was looking quite good.

"Why should I attend? Our relationship is not supposed to be open to the public either, so in what identity would I go?"

"You think I want to take you there? It was Grandma who insisted."

"It's not like Grandma will know if I'm going or not! Can't you just say I'm going?"

"Joyce, are you addicted to lying to people?"

"......" Joyce was speechless. Forgot it. It was just a dinner party to go on. It was not a big deal.

TW was Khebury's top private custom clothing store.

Luther was about to join Joyce inside but suddenly his cell phone rang.

"You go in first and pick what you want. I have a video conference."

Luther walked a few steps away and stood under a large tree, turning his back to answer the phone. His back was erect, high and cold.

Joyce opened the glass door. Inside was a duplex layout, two-storey high. The decoration is ultimately luxury.

The female clerk took a glance at Joyce and found that she was wearing cheap clothes. "Miss, if you are looking for a bathroom, go out and turn left, and then walk for twenty meters." said the clerk contemptuously.

"I'll take all of these." Shelly handed the dresses to the clerk for checkout while keeping her eyes on Joyce.

She secretly put an expensive silk scarf into Joyce's backpack on the couch when she wasn't noticing.

Joyce was bored and looked at clothes for a while. Seeing that Luther kept busy outside the store, she picked up her backpack, intending to leave.

But when she passed the security door.

Suddenly, an ear-splitting alarm sounded!

The clerk shouted up, "Don't leave!"

Joyce was confused and stopped.

The clerk stepped forward and grabbed Joyce's backpack and immediately found out the silk scarf inside the bag, "Oh my God! You stole the scarf! So you're a thief! Security! There's a thief!"

Joyce went blank. How could she have a silk scarf in her bag?

Security guards approached and were ready to grab Joyce.